Not so mafia

Life or Death

Marias pov-

I woke up and went to work as usual. Wearing a long Black dress shirt covering the bruises and the cuts with jeans and heel boots . I was over life, i hated being forced to work a job i didn't like i wanted to go to college and get a degree like a normal teenager. I definitely am not a normal teenager, never have and never will be. I work an eight hour shift at a restaurant my mothers husband owns. At a young age  my parents split up and my mother took me away from my father an siblings, she says he was not a good person and neither were my siblings. I grew up with this man my mother calls a husband, since about eight years old this man has bashed me, sexually abused me, and has bashed my mother when she tried defending me. He is an alcoholic and he hates being told what to do so he takes it out on me and my mother. He orders me to sleep with him and orders me to work at his restaurant in order to live under his roof, i chose to work for him because my salary was little and i wouldn't be able to afford to get an apartment and even if i did he wouldn't allow me to leave cause he knew i would go to the police about what he has done.

It's getting late and my shifts over, i walk to my car and drive to get food. I sit there numbly wondering why i choose to wake up everyday and not just end it, i get snapped out of my thoughts as the worker hands me my dinner. I thank her and drive to park up and eat because if i get caught by him eating this he will call me a useless fat b*tch and will bash me until i am that emotional distraught that i vomit it up. So i quickly eat it and despose of the rubbish before i get caught, i make my way home in time for my curfew or else things will happen. I'm about five minutes from home and i am terrified to go home just wondering if hes drunk and angry or if he's asleep.

I pull up to my house and all i can hear is him yelling, i start to get squirmish but if i don't go inside he will hurt me even more. I walk inside and see my mother up against the wall getting strangled i drop my things I scream for him to stop but he ignores me and tightens his grip on my mothers throat as she struggles to breathe. I build the courage to walk up and and try push him off  but he turns around and slaps me in the face, i drop to the floor in pain as i hear my mum scream "run". But i can't leave her she is all i have left, i sit there helpless as i see my mother stare into my eyes looking terrified and weak as she gasps for her last bit of air. I sit there in silence as a tear slowly drops i sit there in a ball as i let out a painful scream in pain. He walks up to me and slaps me, he pulls me to his room and begins to touch me in places that shouldn't be touched he started doing things to me as i sat there helpless and hurt as someone barged through the door.

A police officer stood there at the door as she ran up and hit him with her batten for him to get off me. I lay there naked in a ball balling my eyes out, the old lady that lived next door walked in with the officers and gave me a blanket to put around me  so no one sees my clothe-less body. I sit there silently as they walk me out to the living room as my mother laid lifelessly on the fall. I run over and hug her and kiss her i hold on to her with everything as i get dragged off by the police as they place me on the couch. I sit there, as i see my mothers body being carried out. I felt so numb i could see my living room full of police officers as i lay there huddled in a ball with my neighbour holding me tightly as she lets go as a man approaches me. He smiles, he looks like me and theres a young guy that has the same features as me, theres also a guy that doesn't look anything like me but hes muscly, handsome and has beautiful features. The older man says " hi honey, i'm your father my names Armeno, this is your brother Alessio and his best friend Ares. I sit there shocked by this news i don't say anything i just sit there staring at my hands.

Armenos pov-

I am in the office as i sit there working away i get a call from my office phone i answer, " hello is this Armeno, its the police we are calling you to inform you that your ex-wife has died and we assume your daughter was here to see her death. Shes bruised and cut up and badly hurt if you-" i hang up and call for Alessio and Ares to come with me while the rest stay home.