Love And War | a mafia story

24

K a t e S t o n e

I've been avoiding people, avoiding them for a reason.
I was making some deals that were necessary when Trevor stormed in.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, your uncle is here"

"Didn't I make it obvious that he has to stay away from me?!"

I walked out of my office, going to visit my idiotic uncle

"Cosa stai facendo qui?" (What are you doing here?)

"To visit my niece- sorry nieces"

"Leave!"

"Why do you hate me so much?" He said rolling his eyes

"Jeez I don't know, what about abusing me, hitting me, making me a hooker against my will or what about k-" I stopped speaking at the last part trying to breath steady

"What's wrong?" He said smirking

I shook my head and was about to grab my gun when Mike took it from my hand

"Che diavolo?!" I yelled
(What the hell?!)

"You're not gonna kill your family" he said calmly

"He did" I mumbled

He looked confused at me.
My uncle was just smiling, I grabbed my knife from behind my back, no wonder it wasn't there.

"No Kate" Mike said holding the knife

I rolled my eyes and walked away

"Get rid of him!" I yelled

Mike walked behind me, grabbing my wrist

"What did you mean by 'maken me a hooker?'" He asked

"Nothing"

"Kate talk to me"

I stoped walking, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him in our room, I sat down on the bed, avoiding his eyes

"I was 15 or something, I had to live with him, he let men come over to-to, he got money for it while I had to walk in skimpy clothes"

"I'm so sorry" he has a sad, compassion face

"When I was almost 17 I stole some money and ran away"

"You never went to the cops?" He asked

"One of the guys that raped me, he was a cop, his word against mine and who believes a 17 year old against a cop?"

"And your brother?"

"We were supposed to leave together but he begged me to leave him, it was either stay there or go alone, I wanted to stay but he made me swear I left"

He looked at me, trying to come closer but I put my hands up in defense

"That's why you got that Medusa tattoo didn't you?" he asked unsure

"How'd-" I said looking up

"I saw it when you were changing remember?"

"Oh right" I said looking down again

"Why did you have to stay with him?"

"When my mom died, my father tried to raise us but he couldn't, he send us to my uncles"

"I'm sorry you had to go through that, all of that" he said taking my hands in his

"It's fine, I had my brother for a long time until I left him. He uhm he got beaten as well"

He grabbed my chin, making me look up to him.

"Jer, he took some of the beating, he got hit with a belt, cuts and literately being held up by a chain" I continued