You and I

Chapter 1

Arabella Andrews

I hated being the assassin in this American Mafia. Yes for those of you who don't know, I am Arabella Andrews, the assassin of the American Mafia.

I've been in this Mafia for years, and this only got worse.. the abuse, the mistreat, and the harassment.

I've devoted my life into this mafia and all they've done is take advantage of me. Well, not really all of them, but MOST of them. Only 1 person knows how powerful I actually am and doesn't underestimate me. Out of my bestfriend, she isn't in the Mafia, his name is Javier Tucker.

Javier came into the Mafia around the same age I joined, 10. He was lost and on his own, just like me. So eventually we became close like siblings.

I came into this mafia, well, I didn't have much choice but to join this mafia. My uncle had put me in here and just left me here. As I've been told, this should've been an all men mafia, no women.

But they said, that they could date outside of the Mafia but no women shall join this mafia. At all.

And through out all these years of being in the mafia, I've felt like a burden. I've wanted to kill all of them. But they're stronger then me. I mean I have successfully killed a few of them, but comes to find out they were the useless ones of the Mafia.

I just wish, I could leave this mafia, and join another mafia that actually respected me. Or even live a normal life, where everyone respected each other, and all women were treated equally. Well I'm pretty sure all women are treated equally, Me, okay? Me. I want to be treated equally.

I just hate this pla-

"Arabella!!!!"

I was awaken out of my thoughts.

I got up and walked to the door, I opened the door, to see a tall figure at my door waiting. Just waiting.

" What the hell were you doing in there! I've been waiting and waiting! Ugh! Your so annoying. "

I just roll my eyes and then feel a sharp pain on my cheek.

He had slapped me.

" Don't you ever roll your eyes at me again! Remember your place, I brought you into MY mafia, and I will take you out of it and leave you with nothing."

I just walked back in my room and closed the door in his face, I wasn't going to deal with this right now.

That was The Leader of the American mafia.

Ezekiel hart.

Ugh just saying his name makes me want to punch the hell out of him.

I looked at my phone and texted Javier, because it seems that he's the only one that I can go too when I need him.

Arabella:Javi?

Javier:Yes Bella?

Arabella:I wanna talk to you, can I come to your room?

Javier:Bella, im not in my room, im downstairs in the kitchen. You can go there if you would like.

A soft groan escapes my lips, I didn't really wanna go downstairs but if it was the only way to get to Javier then why not.