Started: July, 30, 23.
Finished: August, 15, 23. Time: 11:02PM
Dabria is a 16 year old. Her mother took her away when she was only 3, but her mom cherished her. Dabria's mom died when she was 4, til then Dabria was sold, abused, raped, tourtured, a...
"Dabria, you in there." I hear Salvatore ask as he knocks on my bathroom door.
"Yea....I'm changing." I lied, I then inject the medicine in my neck and close my eyes as I feel it burn. Once I'm done I throw the needle away and hide the medicine in my pocket.
"Hi, Salvatore." I said smiling as I open the door.
I see Salvatore eyes flash with hurt. I haven't called him dad so Evey time I call him that I see sadness and hurt flash in his eyes.
"Um tomorrow you have school tomorrow. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me - I mean you don't have to. But I was think-" Salvatore says but I cut him off.
"Sure, we can hang out. Let me change." Salvatore eyes widen he nods smiling.
Salvatore pov
I'm sitting down as I wait for Dabria. I can finally hang out with my daughter, I'm so happy.
About 8 minutes later Dabria comes down. She's wearing all black clothes.
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Her nails are white, their also very long.
I get up and we go outside and we get into a car.
"So, do you wanna go to the mall? We can maybe sit down and eat and talk?" I asked.
"Sure." Dabria says as I nod, I then start the car.
"So you're Midnight? The best at hacking, fighting and racing. I've heard a lot about you in the underground world. Why do you keep your identity a secret?" I asked.
Dabria sighns "A lot of people want me, Midnight dead. I've faught people with out breaking a breath and I've blown up them without breaking a sweat. So that's why I keep my identity a secret." Dabria answered.
"Who trained you?" I asked.
"That story if for another day." Dabria says as I nod.
"I'm sorry I couldn't find you earlier. But me and you're brothers did try to find me but their was no traces of you." I admitted.
"It's fine, mom was always good at hiding." Dabria said.
"Sooo, is their anything guy that caught your eye?" I ask as Dabria laughs a bit.
"No, nope. No was has." Dabria says.
"What about Azazel? He's a nice guy." I said.
"Well I haven't fallen or been in love for along time. In the Mafia world, we can't really be in love. Well - I can't." Dabria says looking at the world.
"You know why I noticed? When you're angery or when you scream, I can hear a Russian accent kind of wanting to just come out." I said.
