-Prologue- (Part two)

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I leave behind the emotions swirling around violently inside of me. Leaving me in an apathetic bliss. I feel no longer human, As if I'm just a shell with no soul in sight. I walk to the curb of our house to see the black car awaiting me. These are his orders. Father's orders to be exact. As I walk towards the black car I debate running out of my current situation. Would it truly be so terrible if I left? But it would put Chuuya's life at risk. I find myself standing infront of the car.

"Hello, I'm Odasaku. I was sent to pick you up-" The man with red hair begins before his words were cut off with sound of my hands slamming against the car.

"Just take me there. I don't need formalities," I say calmly. I don't care about how much of a terrible person I come off as. My life is already drowning in sorrow, anger, and anxiety.

"Oh um... Alright," He says in a polite tone and attempts to open the door for me yet I pull the door open first. He walks away and gets into his drivers side of the car.

                         -After the car ride-

After the car ride that feels like years. Odasaku desperately tried to make conversation yet I denied the man each time. I can tell he's a very genuine person but I'm not in the mood for conversation. I feel as if I'm never going to be able to crawl out of this grave my father has created for me. 

Odasaku coughs to break the uncomfortable silence, his eyes look confused while his body language obviously shows he's a mix of concerned and curious.

"Well," He begins, " We need to see the boss. Please follow me." 

I watch him lead me around the Port Mafia's building. It's a short yet important walk. Within each step is an enormous amount of emotion. Im scared, depressed, regretful, angry, yet equally excited for my new future. I look up from the ground to see Odasaku stopped. I look around and see matte black french doors. I watch Odasaku open them as I meet eyes with Mori.

"Hello my dearest child," Mori also know as my Father says.

"Stop.. Please," I say looking him with a sorrow but equally as irritated look. His eyes pitch black just like the nights sky.

"Come sit down please," Mori orders and points at the chair infront of him.

"Alright," I say and accidentally trip on my feet, still a bit tipsy from the alcohol. I regain my balance immediately and sit down in the chair near me.

"Odasaku, You may excuse yourself. I appreciate you for picking her up," He says passive aggressively.

After hearing this Odasaku quickly walks out of the room and closes the doors. I'm stuck in the void with this evil man..

"Well, You're finally home," He says.

"I am if you consider home hell," I say coldly.

"You always have been the sarcastic type. You're so much like me.. You have so much potential yet you waste it. You're slowly turning into nothing but a waste of space," He says and proceeds to cup my face in his hands. I pull away immediately.

It felt gross... I never wanted to have in back in my life. I escaped once but I was too reckless which lead me to my demise.

Flashes of the redhead's desperate, angry eyes and bloody hands remind me once more of where I messed up. I hurt him. If it wasn't for my Father I could've confessed my bittersweet feelings to him. All of a sudden my overthinking comes to a halt.

"Well.. Since you're back you will be under my care from now on. You are the Port Mafia's greatest weapon," Mori says.

"And don't you ever think about leaving again. You'd be absolutely useless to everyone else. Your home is the mafia. It's in your blood after all, " He continues.

"Can I excuse myself? I'd like to go get some rest," I respond sternly, showing absolutely no emotion.

"Yes, You know where it is."

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