Save me

Prologue

TW: self harm

Leila dragged the shaving blade against the skin of her tight, wincing slightly at the pain. she pulled it back and in a different angle and dragged it back down. her eyes watered as she realized this was what she  become, that this was her. it pained her to realize it. It pained her to know that she would never be the same happy girl that used to stare at the camera, She would never posses those innocent brown eyes. And for that she blamed HIM. She blamed THEM, for making her this way. for making her a monster. with tears falling down her eyes she finished carving a H.

Brushing her tears away she exterminated her work. NOT ENOUGH was carved in bold in the soft skin of her lower hip. She wiped the blood away and her eyes found other words she had mercilessly made herself write, WAKE ME UP, the healing skin mocked her. There was no hope for her anymore. she had to undergo 3 more years of this senseless torture. None one was coming to save her. But god.. she couldn't keep living like this anymore. She couldn't. Leila once again wiped the blood from her tight and sighed leaning her head back on the cold wall of the bathroom and let her tears flow free. sniffling quietly now and then.

A knock in the door pulled her away from her thoughts"Leila you've been in there too long. come out" the voice of her father came from the other side.

"coming" she answered in a emotionless tone which hid the fact she had been crying. she then scoffed and pulled herself up from the floor leaning against the sink. she turn on the water and damped some toilet paper and cleaned her cuts. Some part of her told her she deserved this. That she deserved this pain. the other that it wasn't fair. but her mind was torn apart. she had no idea what to do anymore.

Leila washed her face for any trace of her crying and cleaned the blade putting it back in its place. she sighed and looked in the mirror.

Her face was pale and her lips were a bit chipped. her hair was pulled back into a messy braid and she had shadows under her eyes. probably from reading wattpad till 3 in the morning. But what could she do. it was her scape. the only time she actually felt alive.

Leila took a deep breath and let it out softly. she had to get through the day and that's that.

"god" she whispered " i can't do this anymore. I need to get out of her. please save me" and with that she turned off the light and opened the door exiting the bathroom.

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In an office of Manhattan, New York. A man in is late thirties stared at the picture he held in his hands.

The only picture he had with his daughter. The girl had just been born and he was holding her close to himself with a soft smile as he looked down at the baby. How many times he had wished to go back in time and relive that experience. The one time he had held his daughter. 

Gerard Lennox, Mafia Don of the American-Italian mafia had lost his daughter because of a woman that had simply decided she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore, because she didn't want anyone to know of her greatest sin. He had begged to see her, but Amalia haden't changed her mind.

His little princess was almost a woman now. In 4 moths she would be 15 years old, a big thing in the latin culture.  

He frowned, he would see his daughter. No matter what anyone said, he would have his daughter back. He had waited long enough, he had tried to be reasonable but that was over now.

He picked a black telephone that sat in his desk.

"Sally send up Hailey" he told his secretary and without waiting for an answer he put the phone down.

A few minutes later a girl entered the room holding a sack of folders in one arm and  holding her black jacket in her other. She gave him a small smile, closed the door behind her and sat on one of the chairs. She put her folders down on the table and then sat back, lifting her legs and resting her feet on top of them.

"you better have a good excuse from bringing me up here" she told her brother

Gerard sighed and leaned back on his chair and gave Hailey's heeled feet. She noticed and rolled her eyes ' my feet are staying there" she informed him.

Gerard just glared at her but then leant forward and slid the picture of his daughter across the desk toward her.

Hailey picked it up and examinated the picture" woah.. is that you?" she asked him "and the baby..."

" I want you to look for every single thing you can find on Amalia and Leila Willows" Gerard said.

"wait what?"

"I'm taking my daughter back"

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