The Mafias Daughter (wlw)

Pain And Suffering

Btw guys in the last chapter of this book I didn't mean Friday the next day I mean Friday next week lol anyways hope that clears thing up. Enjoy the chapter!

Tw: F slur

5 months ago

??? Pov

Pain... Anger. .. Sadness.. That's all I can feel right now... I've just been beat near close to death by this fucking girl. I can't feel anything.. My screams go unheard as I cry out for help.

All I can hear is faint gunshots and screams while I can barely see 2 feet infront of me. My vision is blurred but I still crawl to my bed and help myself on my feet. I feel like shit right now. Like someone just hit me with a ton of bricks. That girl is stronger than she looks. But why didn't she kill me? She spared me... Idk why. All I could see in her eyes was anger. So why didn't she finish me off? It confused me.

"Mom!" I cry out in my weak voice. To be honest I actually don't think anything came out of my mouth with me screaming for mercy that whole time my voice is broken. I walk very slowly towards my bedroom door. Every movement I make is filled with pain. I cant even feel my arm and honestly think its broken. "... Dad.."

Finally I reach my door and grab the doorknob, using it to support my weight while breathing in and out like I just ran a fucking marathon. Walking, no.. stumbling down the hallway towards the sound of the gunshots while I glide my arm across the wall for support.

Slowly and painfully I make my way to my mansion stairs and was about to go down them but what I seen at the bottom of them made my heart sink to the pit of my stomach.

My parents were laying dead on the floor in a pool of their own blood... And standing above them with a dangerous look on his face was a tall man with blood on his hands, shirt, pants. Literally everywhere. But once I got a good look at him I realise I know who this guy is... Its fucking Mark Reid

A gasp escapes my mouth and his dark eyes shift up to the top of my stairs and I quickly turn my back and cover my mouth as tears roll down my face. I know I'm in no shape to fight or face him or I would have easily took him down. This is him... Ive only seen photos of him in my dad's office but I would recognise those dark eyes anywhere. My parents killed his wife...

Once I hear his footsteps walk out of the mansion I sigh in relief before looking around to make sure the coast is clear. Once I find out it is I painfully  go down the stairs very very slowly and look down at my parents.

After about 20 minutes of crying I feel a gun point to my head and at this point I dont even care. "Do it.. Pull the trigger"..... Moments pass and there's nothing. No gunshot no nothing. Instead I feel the person lower their gun and kneel down infront of me while I'm crying in my dead parent's arms. "We're here to help you. And I think you can help us aswell."

Who is this guy? He just shows up randomly and expects me to help him? "With what?"

"We heard gunshots and came here and then we saw a girl leave this mansion... And by the looks of how your beat up, this is her doing." I look up at him and sigh. I'm calming down a bit now but my voice is still weak and horsey from how beaten up I actually am. "yes I was, tall. Brown hair?"

The man smirks and nods. "Her names Amelia and I've been looking for her for sometime now. So what do you say we team up and take her down... Along with the guy that killed your parents.." OK this guy is just freaky, how does he know about that? Regardless I nod. He killed my parents... And i wont let him get away with that.

"What's your name kid."

"Aidan"

"right. my names Derek, he's John and he's Harry. But you would better know us as.... The killers."