Mafia Princess

chapter 6.

It's been three months and a week now since all the drama and I am still not in talking terms with Bred despite his efforts to get me to forgive him.

The problem is I can forgive him that is how much I love him but I can't forget that the man I loved so much chose to use my trust for his own benefits.

Am in the living room watching a documentary, am so bored and I feel like going back to school but dad does not want me to, he practically gave the security guys an order that I shouldn't leave the house under any circumstances.

I keep sipping my coffee since nanny flatly refused to let me have a shot of tequila from the counter. With everything going on in my life right now I need a stronger drink.

I catch a movement at the Corner of my eye and I turn to see Jim walking in and my face lights up in a wide smile.

“hello sister.” he says as soon as his eyes land on me.

I missed him so much. He had left to deal with a few businesses in Japan.

Standing up I spread my arms to hug him.
“God I missed you mahn.” I whisper into his ear and he tightens the hug.

“I knew you were just acting all tough.” he laughs and I roll my eyes. “ I knew you were going to miss me.” he smirks.

“such ego.” I scoff propping back on the couch.

“let me freshen up.” he says picking his bags from the floor. “be right back.” and he walks o the stairs “and answer the god-damned phone or put it on silent.” he yells once he steps on the landing.

My phone has been ringing non-stop. I've been ignoring calls lately, I just don't feel like talking right now but I answer anyway or whoever is calling will fucking blow my phone up with all the ringing.

I reach for it on the table and my eyes grows wide when I find five missed calls from Ella and a voicemail which I choose to listen to first. Looks like something is up.

Hey Rob, look I know that am the last person you wanna listen to right now but I need you to come to my house asap. You need to see this.
Ella.

Am pissed at her but for her to blow up my phone it must really be something urgent. I rush to my bedroom to have a change of clothes before sneaking out since the security will carry me back to my room if I walk out.

I put on a ragged blue jeans and a white tank top followed by white vans. I pick my black leather jacket from my wardrobe and I look down from my window.

I slowly climb down and I finally manage to get to the ground safely. I tiptoe to my dad's garage. I need a car to get there.

I reach to open the garage door and my phone rings getting the attention of a guard standing outside.
I fumble trying to silence it and hiding from him.

“who’s there?” he shouts coming this way. I keep holding myself still for him to not find me.

Before he steps into the garage Jim walks in stopping him. “Its just me Mike.” Mike nods leaving and Jim turns to face me once Mike is out of hearing distance. “looks like someone is sneaking out. So which one are you going to tell me first? Why such a grown lady is sneaking out of her own home or where are you sneaking off to?”

“There is no time to explain all that Jim. Let me leave, I'll explain everything when I come back.” I reach to get in the blue Lamborghini that is parked just near the door and he stops me.

“not happening Rob. I'll let you go if you tell me where you're going.” he says standing on my way. “ about why you're going through the window and not the door, you'll tell me later. Looks like I missed a lot in the past three weeks that I was not here.”

“okay fine, am going to Ella's, she wants to show me something.”

“well, that wasn't hard now was it?” he says moving aside. “at least I'll know where to start looking incase you don't show up later.”

Ignoring him I get in and, “seatbelt on.” he says as I reach to close the door.

“Jesus Jim.” I whine. “you know that am older than you right?”

“Two years is not really a lot for you to keep reminding me.” he says. “you are my sister and that is enough for me to ensure you're safe at all costs. Do we really need to have this talk allover again?”

“no, can I leave now?” my patience is wearing thin.

Okay not that am complaining or something but he is my baby brother and he acts like am the baby sister. He is just being responsible because he will be the first person dad asks about my whereabouts.

One problem with having two brothers that act like your dad is that you have to tell them where you're going.

They literally beat up a guy for having a one night stand with me. I never even knew the guys name and never got the chance to apologise for my brothers’ actions.

“Be careful.” he says closing the door for me.

He is sweet, and caring. He always has my back nomatter what.