TW!!!! (Abuse, verbally and physically) English, Spanish
Lucia Pov
August,7
"LUCIA, HURRY UP, THE GUESTS WILL BE HERE ANY MINUTE" Papa shouted.
It's supposed to be my cumpleaños today, but he's really using it as a business opportunity.
My Pa is a Mafia and he's really abusive towards me so it's probably best i do what he says.
" I'm finished " i said walking out in a beautiful dress.
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"Finally, come" he said walking downstairs leaving at the top of the staircase.
I looked down and realised i really can't walk.
I looked back up to ask dad to help but he'd already left.
'well no way I'm getting down the stairs in this float ' i sighed.
I started walking and struggled.
' I'm bound to fall right now' i said taking a deep breath in.
"You know, you can ask for help" Thiago said holding out his hand.
"Well, you didn't exactly offer" i Said taking his hand.
"What do you mean, i did, just now" he said as i just rolled my eyes.
"Alright don't get mad, It's your birthday" he said kissing my head.
"It doesn't feel like it" i said as he just chuckled.
"What ever happy 18th birthday, Hermanita" he said leaving as we finally hit the bottom of the stairs.
I looked around and saw my dad death staring me.
A cold shiver ran down my body as i walked quickly toward him.
"Please excuse me" my dad said to the two men he was talking to.
He walked over to me, red in his eyes.
"Your lucky i don't beat you to death right now, dumb fuck" he said.
I looked down as he grabbed my wrist tightly pulling me to the men he was talking to.
"Gentlemen, this is my daughter, Lucia, its her birthday" he said holding my wrist tightly as i looked down trying not scream at how tight he was holding me.
"Oh this is the one?" One of the Men said running his cold fingers on my cheek.
I looked up at him, bad idea.
He looked around my brother Matteo's age, His beautiful brown globes pearced my soul.
He looked at me shocked.
"Ahh you imbecile, don't look him in the eyes" dad said elbowing my stomach.
"Hey, its fine," he said grabbing my chin, and pulling it to look at him.
"She obviously doesn't know who she's looking at" he said as didn't look into his eyes.
I prayed in spanish and english twice, hoping he wasn't going to kill me.
"Ah lucia, my love, happy birthday" my mother said gracefully and taking my hand.
The man looked at mother as she just stared back with no fear.
"Mrs Garcia, it's lovely to see you" the man said kissing mum's hand.
"Oh yes of course, me and Lucia are just going to go now" mum said rolling her eyes as soon as we turned our backs.
"Who is he?" I asked in spanish.
Luckily dad is Italian, and doesn't speak any spanish.
"I'm not quite sure, but i do know your idiotic excuse for a father is up to no good" she rolled her eyes as i just chuckled.
"Your husband is a mafia, what do you expect?" I said earning a smile from her.
"Where are your brothers, anyway?" She asked scanning the room.
"There over there near the bar" i pointed.
"Well go over there, and I'll be with you guys in a minute" she smiled and kissed my forehead.
I walked over to them as they all smiled
"Okay, girlll we see you" Carlos joked.
I spun around as we laughed.
"Do you guys have anything planned for tomorrow?" I asked.
"No but, didn't you get the text from papa?" Matteo said in Spanish as if it was secret.
I shook my head no.
"Well he wanted to see us all in his office tomorrow, i don't know what about, tho" matteo continued taking a sip of his drink.
"Are you drinking alcohol?" I said slapping his head.
"Oh my- don't you see every stupid kid our age is drinking right now?" He said rubbing the back of his head.
I looked around and remembered we were in a room full of mafias, my brother underage drinking should be the least of my problems.
(AUTHOR- Don't drink if your underage, it's weird😊)
i sighed as we just sat quietly for a few minutes.
Suddenly, the room went dark and i couldn't hear anything except for the footsteps coming towards me.
Someone walked behind me and held me tightly from the back and attempted to drag me.
I planted my feet as tight as i could with these heels on.
I could feel it was a man, he had a weird textured beard.
I elbowed him in the ribs, as he groaned in pain and bent over.
I then right hooked him in the jaw, making him collapse to the ground.
The lights came back on and suddenly everyone was looking at me and the man on the floor.
"Well, she's a fiesty one" the man from before said to papa.
"Oh please, don't insult her like that" papa whispered and rolled his eyes.
"Hmmm" he said walking away with his wine glass.
"Did you just beat the shit out of this guy?" Carlos asked.
"I don't know, I'm glad you guys talked me into boxing" i said they just chuckled.
"What are you guys talking about?" Papa said standing next to Thiago.
"Nothing" Matteo answered.
"Well if it's nothing, speak English" he said glaring at me.
