Her Perfect Half

Chapter three

Recap:
My ways became so popular to the verge that I became the hot topic of the whole mafia world. Everybody knows me as 'The torturing queen of Italy.'

Present day-> five years later

As usual, the first thing I do in the morning after I've gotten out of bed and done my routine is to go to our gym.  I train every day. It's all I've ever known. When I was five, my parents told me about the mafia. I was eight when I started training to become part of the mafia.

I was fourteen when I officially became part of it. It was hard. I wanted to give up every single day, but I couldn't. Giving up, in my family, is not an option. 'Kiarra, can you make me a fruit salad?' Siena asks me. 'I can't. I'm busy.' I say, continuing to hit the punching bag.

I was enraged for some reason. I was angry at my sister. She has gotten everything that she has ever wanted. And she hasn't even lifted a finger. It's not fair, I bust my ass off for my family, and everybody ignores me while she can flutter her eyelashes, and she has everyone's attention.

I punched the bag harder and harder every time I thought about my family being unfair to me. All my life, I have been her shadow. It's always 'Good job, Siena!' I'm so proud of you, Siena!' 'I love you, Siena!' Never 'I'm proud of you, Kiarra!' 'Good work, Kiarra.' Never, and I'm sick of it.

I wish I could be my sister for a day. It would be easier. 'Kiarra! I need you.' Nicholas yelled. 'As you know, every year, there is a mafia ball. We've been chosen again as the foremost guest. Since you are fifteen this year, you are finally able to go. Do you want to accompany me this year?'

Wait, is that real, or am I dreaming? Please tell me it's real, and I'm not dreaming. I can choose whether I want to go or not. 'I want to go.' I say excitement, filling my voice, but then I realize I'm in front of my brother and quickly hide my excitement.

'Okay, pack your stuff. We'll be going to Spain tomorrow.' I immediately go to my room and pack just what I need. Usually, after working out, I spend five hours studying with my private teacher, but she is sick. So, I won't have school for a week or two. After I've packed all my essentials, I get my second suitcase and put all my weapons. And my ball dress, of course.

The dress is beautiful. It's light pink with a deep V-neck and a diamond belt, it's gorgeous.
The dress belonged to Siena, but she didn't like it. In her words. 'That dress is too ugly to be mine.' I came downstairs only to hear my sister arguing. 

'But I want to go to Spain too.' She says, stomping her foot on the ground. 'Why can't I go instead of my sister?'  'Because Bambina, Nico, and Kiarra have dangerous work in Spain. You can't come. What if I lose you? I would never forgive myself.'

'Nicholas! When are we going to the airport?' I asked my brother, pretending I didn't hear what my father said. 'Today, we'll be staying at one of the best hotels in Madrid.' He says, looking up at me. 'When are we going to land?' I ask. God, I have so many questions, and I'm so excited.

'A flight from Venice to Madrid takes about 2 hours and 45 minutes. Come on, I'm taking us there.' He helps me get my bags in the back of the car. Wow, finally, one of my family members is not being a jerk to me. Good job, Nicholas.

We are at our private airport. We get in, and I go to my usual spot in the far left corner next to the window. Nicholas sits beside me, takes out his book, and starts reading it. I look out the window. The clear sky is beautiful.

It's so weird. For the first time in forever, my sister is not with me. It's quiet. I can hear my thoughts. I like it. It's calm, warm, cozy and peaceful. I close my eyes just for a little while. I'm not going to fall asleep. No.