𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝

05 | Dinner Fiasco

VALENTINA

Running away was a thought I always had. It was like my dream in my childhood.

Running away always intrigued me at the young age, to able to live life, happily.

Before the time I had gotten kidnapped, During that time, kids would always talk about how their parents were kind caring.

I always thought it was normal for a parent- or in my case parents- to hot their kids for a mistake.

When I was 9 this girl in my grade, I still remember she cam to school and had this tiny, small bruise that was barely visible and she was trying to sho off about how she had gotten hurt.

Me being 9, wondered why everyone was pitying her, and how her parents allowed her to show her bruise?

John and my mom, they would make sure to cover my body up and one day I got enough courage to show one of my scars and my teacher was so shocked and called my paren- guardians about how I got them.

The result of showing one of my scars was getting starved and getting drowned in water.

At that age I used to have a very humongous fear of water.

There was this one thing, that was bugging my mind since I tortured one of the Irish man.

The Irish Mafia, it had disappeared for a good 4 years now.

So why now? Why would they attack us, the American Mafia, out of everyone

Lorenzo shows me too my room "The rooms go from the youngest to oldest and if you need anything I'm just down the hall" he happily says.

I give him a small smile and he returns one to me.

I shut the door and release the breath I didn't know that I was holding. I thought I was going to faint because of the tension between us and daily it was awkward.

Of course it would be awkward if you saw your kidnapped sister after years.

My room was beautiful it was a shade of white and had this pinkish yet almost like red shades of accent. There was a desk and it had a few notebooks and a note on top of it.

Hope you like your, we had gotten it done
On short notice, if you want you can change all you need to do is ask. And we are all really happy to have you back and please know that we will always be there for you.

Dinner will be served in an hour

-your father

To have me back?

Happy?

Have I lived with them before, how come I don't remember? What if I have memory loss?

You actually do have memory loss.

OK you do know that I'm you and you are me, you know what just fuck off.

I plop down on the bed and oh how soft it is. The bed is so so so soft that I could fall asleep, As I close my eyes to get a short nap, the sound of the notification disturbs me.

'Donna everything has been moved.'

It was Jacob who texted.

'Good job I'll come in a day or two to see everything, until then take care of everything ' I text back and I instantly get a reply 'Yes donna'