Rival texting D.M

12

"Merry Christmas, my girl," Cissy leaves a kiss on top of my head, smiling. I love the woman the way I love my mother; they are best friends. This is why they want me and Draco to return to being best friends. That won't happen, fine I'm being friendly over texts, but a friendship in real life between us will not occur.

"Merry Christmas, Cissy," Draco glares at me from one of the couches, his eyes inspecting my outfit. A red sweater with a black skirt, we might be in Italy, but not even Italy is that hot in the winter.

"Draco, did you give her the gift-"

"No need, Cissy, if he doesn't want to"

"Oh come on, it's not like I wanted to give it to you anyway. Just take it and stop being such a fake-ass pick me." Narcissa glares at her son, resulting in Draco leaning back in his seat.

"Dont listen to him. You will get your gift later." I smile faintly; I dont need a gift from Draco. Fine, I bought him a gift; I was forced to. But that doesn't mean I want something from him; he is a dick. A raw-ass-eating bitch. My dad walks down the stairs, my mom behind him. He has his phone to his ear, talking to someone wishing them a Merry Christmas; my mother gives me a faint smile. She feels terrible for me, and the person my dad is talking to can't be someone I like.

"So, Bella." Cissy tries to lead me towards Draco and the fireplace, but my focus is on my father and the phone call. He mentions money before once again wishing the person a Merry Christmas and drops his phone on the table. He turns to me, giving me a faint smile.

"Is it gift opening now?" He messes with my hair a little, and I frown; what the fuck?

"Who was that on the phone?" I ask, trying not to sound mad since I still dont know who it is. Draco stares at me, then over to his mother and my parents, who are all quiet now.

"Just a"

"A family member?" I raise my brows; I know my father. None of my parents wanted anything to do with the mafia business, so I was confused about Italy being the place we were going to. Over the last few years, I have never heard him mention money or the business. It's been peaceful, and I haven't had to worry about losing my life when I walk outside on the street. My grandpa is a dangerous man, so he is in prison right now.

Dont get me wrong, my family has a dark past, and if I had to pick a team, I would like them instead of the rivals. But I dont want anything to do with the dark business; when my grandma married my grandpa and found out about her being a witch, he saw a way to take advantage of her. Meaning making babies with superpowers. At least, that was what he thought; my father grew up to be intelligent. He never did a mission or killed someone; he was the brain helping my grandpa with money. Until the day he went to London to study and met my mother; they fell in love and had me.

Now you may ask, what about Alec? This is where the story gets interesting. Every country has their mafia, but then we have the big five. Italy, Russia, Japan, Mexico and Colombia. Then we have smaller groups, the groups who take collaborations seriously. Spain is one of them, making Alec a part of the Spanish mafia. His history is the same as mine, dark, but we found our way out.

"Dad, who were you talking to on the phone?" my gaze is locked on him, him staring at my mother.

"Was it Grandpa?" He sighs deeply, and I shake my head; I can't believe it. It's Christmas, my favourite time of the year, and he brings up the mafia again. We are not having contact with my grandpa; he is in prison because he is a murderer.

"Bella." My mother says in a soft voice; I shake my head. I feel disappointed as I leave the room, take my jacket and shoes and leave the house.

*********

"It's a bit double-sided," His voice says behind me, me leaning my head against my knees on the beach.

"This is my place; go somewhere else." Draco rolls his eyes, sitting down beside me.

"If everything was okay, I would be back at the house opening my gifts in peace. But someone had to make a drama, and my mother forced me to come and look after you." I look at him, his blonde hair.

"I had my reason,"

"Didn't say you didn't," I suck in my lips, staring at the ocean.

"They are putting everyone's life at risk; I dont even know why we are here. It's dangerous for all of us." Draco nods slowly.

"You have been low. Did you know about this before?"

"what do you mean?"

"Well, we have spent sixteen Christmases together. It's your favourite time of the year, but now you are just low." I shrug.

"Didn't know you cared," he rolls his eyes.

"Sometimes im questioning why we have the same grades. You are foolish." I glare at him, feeling my blood boil.

"Just leave. I'm tired of your bullshit."

"I can't. I would lose my trust funds and-" I glare at him. Is he fucking for real right now?

"And it's dangerous for you to be outside alone like this. Even you deserve to live through Christmas, I guess." I almost chuckle; that is the lamest excuse I have ever heard.

"If I didn't know you better, I would think you care about me." He stares at me for a second,

"Good thing you know me then, Violet." I smile faintly, and he throws something in front of my feet.

"I dont have any use of this; my mom forced me to buy it. Dont think I actually care about your happiness." I grab the gift; it's definitely jewellery. A moon necklace. It's beautiful; I wish I didn't think it was beautiful. I love it.

"Uhm, thanks?" He only nods, then checks his phone for something. It looks like a chat. Is he waiting for someone to text him back?

"What's that? Your girlfriend- Oh wait," I smirk. Draco Malfoy being in love? Excuse me for laughing. He almost smiles, looking at it and then locking it.

"I dont do girlfriends."

"Then who is it? A crush?" He shakes his head, standing up.

"Come on. You can cry in your room. I'm tired of the cold, and I want my gifts." I suck in my lips before standing up. Draco walks away from me as I follow him slowly. That was our first real conversation in five years.

Ugly Dipshit - Bella

Ugly dipshit
Hi
Merry Christmas again, did you get any gifts?
Not that I care.
You there?
Wow ignore me then.

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