Dahlia

Penny Shaker {3}

Today. December 3rd. 3:58 am.:

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Snow was now falling. It started a bit late this year, But I'm not upset sure I love the snow but now that I'm arriving back in Italy after 5 years. I definitely didn't pack right for the cold.

I left Italy at the prime age of 13 to live with my aunt on my mother's side. and I've lived there ever since. I have come back to Italy to finish the job I've waited 10 years to fulfill. Killing my Father and brother and Ending the Dematteo legacy.

And taking it as my own. It might sound Evil, But I sure as Hell am nothing close to evil.

Nothing close to the monsters that lurk in the country on the streets at night. I escaped when I was 13 years old, well my family was hosting their annual winter ball. My father didn't want his 'embarrassment' of a daughter to be there so he "Locked" me up in my room

Or so he thought, Before the ball had started I had the right mind to sneak into my father's office when he was in the meeting room and take the spare key to my room. Number 10 was the key.

I had kept it hidden far down in my bedframe so that he wouldn't be suspicious when he came to lock me up

About 30 minutes into the Ball had started, I had made sure No one was coming up or going down the stairs. I took the key out of my bedframe and unlocked my door. I memorized how to get out without hopefully anyone seeing me

I would escape my bedroom on the top floor and run to the middle and escape through the family room window and climb down the ledge. Sure, It has a lot of steps and it might sound confusing. but it was the right thing to do

After I had climbed down the ledge of the side of the home I ran. I was only in leggings and a long sleeve shirt but I didn't let it stop me. I couldn't stay there any longer; so I ran

I Ran for 6 hours across My city in the dark to reach my good friend North's home. I met north at a ball me and my "Family" attend years ago. It was at North's house. Her mother and my mother had met in primary school

And were friends ever since. Me and North just Clicked

When I reached her home, they welcomed me with open arms. They had asked me many times "What's wrong" "Are you hurt?" "Is it something we should worry about?" and many more. But I kept my mouth shut

I couldn't tell them what had happened for years, The morning after I had called my Aunt off of their home phone and asked if I could come and "Visit" Her

I remember her being all cheery and excited, Two days later My Aunt arrived in Italy to come and bring me back to her place. 

We flew 6,142 km to Russia. It took us 6 and a half hours to get there. My Aunt lives in Russia and that is also where my mother was born and lived until she was forced upon marriage to my Dimwit of a Father.

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Today. December 3rd. 5:07 am

The Snow Above was falling in soft patterns on the sidewalk. I had a taxi drive me to a nearby Hotel to the Airport where I landed an hour ago.

I had missed Italy. Not for the pain but for the Love and the Pleasure It gives me. Nature Has Died out because of the cold. But Some People still had some Pretty flowers in Buckets hanging from their porches

Mostly Fern but some others as well. Christmas is just around the corner and I haven't even gotten my family a lovely gift, Jokes.

Christmas is my favorite Holiday. My second would be Halloween.

I just love the Chrisp Air and the cool temperature. and of course the snow. I left the Hotel a couple of minutes ago to go to a tiny cafe down the road. Walking down the sidewalk, It's nice to not have the pain anymore

Even though I still have nightmares about it. I Left. I pulled my hood off the top of my head and opened the door to the cafe The door opened with a chime 

I pat off the light snow that was left on my jacket and began looking around at the goodies they have for sale.

"Found it" I whispered. I picked out a nice candy cane hot chocolate with the topping of marshmallows on top. "Get out kid! You don't have the right amount of money so beat it!"

Turning my gaze to the front of the cafe I see an old man with a long grey beard yelling at... A Kid? I look down from the old man and see a young boy basically shivering under the old man's gaze. 

"I'm... I'm sorry Sir, I was just thirsty. I told you that" " DO you think I give to shits kid! Like I said before, Beat it!" The young boy turns around and starts walking out

"Oh fuck me" I whisper and rush to the kid before he leaves. "Hey" I bend down to his level 

He looks up at me with glossy eyes "Hello" He sniffles "Come on I'll pay for it" He looked confused as to why I was offering to pay for his drinks, Well I wouldn't blame him. I look like I came from the underground right now

"Follow along, alright?" He shakes his head in a nod applying I take it as an 'Ok'. I hold my hand out to the kid for him to take and he looks weary but does so anyway

"Hello, Sir" The Old man looks at me from across the counter glaring at me What a bitch.

"Oh, What do you want? Is that your kid" He looks at me suspiciously waiting for my answer I look down at the kid and smile. "Yes, And He told me that you were yelling at him" I look the old man dead in the eye

"As I said, kid, You didn't have enough change" "That doesn't give you the right to yell at him. He's just a kid sir"

"Yeah? Well, I don't give a fuck. Come back when you have the change" 

A Smash was heard and the old man jumped out of what seemed shock and surprise. He looks at me with wide eyes before looking back down at the change I left on the table for both the kid's drinks and mine. "Keep the change" I look the Old man dead in the eyes before grabbing the drinks and leading the kid out the door.

"Thank you ma'am-m" He looks at me with a small smile. "Anytime Kid" I Look back at him before reaching for the drink in the holder and passing it to him "Where are your gloves? Your hands are quite cold" I say to him as he looks at me with a frown.

"I don't own any...I live in a pretty run-down place, and around here... well that's quite unlike" He trails off as if he's in his own fantasy world. Imagining what it would be like if this world was all good and No bad. I wonder about that all the time as well. How peaceful it would be

As the kid is still trailing off in his own little fantasy. I take the time to analyze him. His features. I know that might sound a bit creepy and weird but I don't mean it in any sort of disrespectful way.

He has fluffy ashy brown hair and bright blue eyes with a tan tone to his skin. And a little freckle next to his lips. He's a cute kid, Looking at him he's quite tall. But I don't have it in me to say he's older than fifth-teen because I am strongly pulled that he is not.

He catches me looking at him but instead of looking away he just smiles at me. "I'm Dahlia By the way. Sorry I didn't mention sooner" He just chuckles a bit before making the ' Should I tell this crazy stranger my name? or not?" Face.

"I'm Oliver" 

He Responds and stands up off the sidewalk. "How Old are you Oliver?" He looks at me "13"

He walks over to the recycle and throws his cup in. "I should be getting... Back... They are probably wondering where I am" He looks uneasy like he doesn't want to go back and it's all lies.

Wherever he is coming from it defiantly isn't a 'Welcoming' place. "How about you come back with me for the night" I look at him after throwing mine in the recycling along with the others

He looks at me with a Cheshire smile and walks up to me. and weird enough.

He hugs me.

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DUN DUN DUNNNNN

Olives here!!! . Ya ya... might be a weird plot of how he got here. but we need to give it to Dahlia for being just so nice. ( not sarcasm ) Bye BYE love Buggs <3