99% Bad Boy

5

There is no way this man is my father. My father is at home. Is my mom even my real mom? Where is my real mom? Why did he bring me to my stepparents who abused me?

"I understand that you have a lot of questions, but let me finish first" he said before he continued, "It all started when you were just 2 months old, you got kidnapped, I searched for you all the time, trust me I never stopped searching for you. But when I saw you at your school, I knew I found you. I know it wasn't the best way of telling you by kidnapping you, but it was the only option, please forgive me" he now had tears in his eyes.

"Where is my mom?" I ask, he sighs, "She is dead."

Oh.

My real mom is dead, no, no, this can't be true. This whole time if been living with my foster parents, who abused me. This whole damn time.

"What even is your name?" I ask him, "Ilya Volkov" he says with pity in his eyes

"I want to talk to Elijah" I say , he gets his phone out and dials his number, he gives me his black phone,

"Russo?" His deep voice sounds cold.

"Elijah?"

I can hear how lets of a deep breath of relive." Elena, is that you? How are you? Where are you?"

"The one and only, Im fine but do you know a guy named Ilya Volkov? He claims to be my father."

"Ilya Volkov? He is the leader of the Russian mafia. Do you know where you are?"

"Uh no?"

He takes a deep breath, "Does it look like you're in the same country?"

"Uh, I don't know, I'm going to ask him stay on the phone"

I walk to wards a green couch on which he sat, "Uh were am I?" He raises and eye brow at me but then quickly gives me the address.

"Elijah?"

"Hm?"

I give him the address.

"Ok seems like you're not that far away ask if we can come."

I walk back to the green sofa, "Uh do you think Elijah could come?" He thinks for a moment, "Sure," I raise an eyebrow at him but then quickly walk back.

"Uh he said its okay if you guys come,"

"Okay we will be there this late evening."

We say our goodbyes and then I, once again walk back to the green sofa and hand my father his phone back.

"Thank you, they are coming this late evening,"  I say to him grateful that he allowed me to talk to Elijah.

He similes at me, "You're welcome, we got about two hours until dinner, Ill get a maid to bring you to a room where you can stay,"

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A maid brought me to a guest room and if I need to be honest it is stunning, it has beige colours with a touch of white and yellow.

There are two doors in the room one to the bathroom and one to the closet.

The maid told me that I should get ready for dinner. So now im in the beautiful white bathroom getting done for dinner, the bathroom has a shower that is bigger than my life and has a really nice cozy touch. The closet is full with cloths in my size, I wonder how they got my sizes.

I enter the huge ass shower and turn the water on, or I want to turn the water on the only problem is that there are like twenty buttons to turn on the shower. I press one of the button and hell starts to come out of the shower, there is water coming from every direction you can ever imagine, front, top, left, right I even have the feeling it is coming from the bottom. I really don't know who designed this shower but I don't want my skin to rip of from my body because of a shower. The pressure of the water is higher than before my exams. I let out a small scream before trying to turn of the water.

I press another button and now there is the whole fog of this whole world in the shower. Bruh,seriously who designed this shower?

My hands somehow find the button which ends this and also the button that makes a rain shower. The only problem is that the water is to warm for me because im used to shower in cold water. People might think then just find the knob which turns down the temperature, hehe, THERE IS A FRIKING DISPLAY .

The display also has another 100 function you can even play games on it. What the actual fuck that is some rich person bullshit who even would do that, I'm currently playing Subway Surfer in a shower.

I somehow found out how to turn down the temperature.

After a very relaxing *cough, cough* shower I exit the shower and dry myself.

I exit the bathroom and walk over to the closet, I open the doors and now im standing in the cozy closet. I decide to wear a yellow sweater and a grey sweat pants, to get finally out of this short ass dress.

I let my hair fall down to my shoulders. And apply a bit of lip gloss to look somewhat decent.

A knock is geared from the door. I quickly put the make up away and go to open the beautiful door, crazy even the doors are beautiful.

In front of me is the same maid that also brought me here, "Ma'am dinner is ready" she quickly says before she turns around and quickly leaves. Well she could say that in a nicer tone.

Uhm okay so uh now im here and uh don't know how to get to the dining room. Great, Great,mhm, mhm, fuck me.

By the way im still standing in the doorframe with the door handle in my hand.

Ok so now I have two options a) I could just stand here and hope that someone walks by and help me or b) I could walk and try not to get into basements.

Im going with a.
Yeah a, definitely a.
I don't want to get into any basements.
Plus a lot of people work here so some will probably walk by.
So definitely a.
But like no one is in sight.
Fuck it.
Im gonna go with B.