•~𝕎𝔸ℝ𝕄𝕋ℍ~• (𝓚𝔂𝓵𝓮 '𝓖𝓪𝔃' 𝓖𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝔁 𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓝𝓮𝓾𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓵 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻)

•ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟•

Y/n was conflicted...

They were hurt, confused, and angry.

They didn't understand why Gaz had just up and left like that, and it freaked them out. They didn't feel safe...especially when Sal was telling them to leave.

It was just a mess in general. Y/n felt they were being strung along this giant puzzle that they don't even know why they're apart of in the first place.

First it was their Father to suddenly act differently and strange, and just when Y/n thought they could trust Gaz he just...left.

'Is it me? Am I...Am I the issue...?' Y/n thought to themself with a frown, their cold body walking along back home as dark clouds rolled in. It was gonna rain soon by Y/n's guess.

'I just don't understand why everyone seems to act so weird around me...I don't know what I'm doing wrong...and Kyle...maybe I showed to much of my feelings for him and freaked him out?  No. No don't be ridiculous...Kyle's not like that right? He wouldn't just...' Y/n sighed as their thoughts trailed off continuously, they barely even noticed how it started to rain.

"Great...Just what I needed." Y/n hissed bitterly as they now sped walked, thankfully their home was close by enough. It didn't help the soggy feeling of rain, nor Y/n's mood though.

"I'm home- Oh! Papá! I wasn't actually expecting you to be home yet." Y/n said startled as their father stood over the counter with a harsh expression, but it melted away as soon as Y/n approached.

"Ah...Y/n. Good to see you've it home." Piero hummed out, his voice a bit gruff.

Y/n brushed off the fact that their father had used their name instead of their usual nickname, usually that meant something serious was happening.

"Everything alright?" Y/n asked as they walked closer to their father, before stopping h in front of him.

"Everything's fine Y/n. Never better..." Piero shrugged, a lazy grin on his face.

"Ok..." Y/n scrunched their nose up, "If everything's fine, then can you tell me why you left this morning in such a panic? I mean...You've been avoiding my questions, and I just wanna know what has you so afraid...?"

'I wanna know the truth about what's happening...' Y/n thought in the back of their mind.

Piero's smile turned down, and he let out a sigh. He walked out from the counter and placed a hand on Y/n's shoulder, squeezing it a bit. Y/n felt nervous all of sudden...like they were hunted prey...

"You are aware of a mafia clan named 'Ndrangheta right...?" Piero began, remaining intense eye contact with Y/n.

"I've...heard of them. They mainly roam and work in Italy...where you're from right Papá?" Y/n asked and Piero nodded.

"Indeed...I left Itlay. Like the coward I am..." Piero seethed, clenching a bit harder on Y/n's shoulder and Y/n winces, "All because I couldn't face the actions of my consequences..."

Piero finally let Y/n go and began walking around aimlessly. Their father's behavior left Y/n a little afraid and worried.

"What do you mean...?"

"I...was once part of 'Ndrangheta itself..." Piero looked away from Y/n's shocked expression, "My father was the leader...my...twin Brother and I were his sons...and next in line for leadership."

"Leadership...? But then why-"

"Our father wanted us to fight for it. We spent all our lives competing to be the best." Piero clenched his hand and let out a humorless chuckle, "And even then I could never defeat him!"

"W-who...?" Y/n suddenly felt very threatened, and began reaching for a knife. But immediately their 'father' had pinned their hand against the counter.

"You're so naive child. I would hope you'd be smarter..."

"You're not my father! Who the fuck are you?!" Y/n yelled in rage, trying to get away from the strange man.

"My name is Marcello...To you a complete utter stranger- To your so called 'father'...Im the man who's gonna bring our father and clan Justice by killing him..." Marcello grinned maliciously, and immediately recognized it.

'It's the guy from the movie theater...'

"My brother Galileo has caused me years of suffering and grief! He killed our father and fled to London like the little bitch he is! AND FOR WHAT?! All for Some woman whore who liked to skate around on ice..." Marcello sneered and Y/n gritted their teeth.

"Don't you dare disrespect my mother like that!!"
Y/n snapped and Marcello only laughed.

"I spent years tracking your father...framing him...trying to get him taken away by the damn military...so I could kill him myself when he was vulnerable...But you just had to get in the way!" Marcello continued to yell, pushing Y/n down and choking them.

Y/n's hand searched for something, and felt their hand grab something. Without thinking, Y/n shoved the item in front of them and squeezed.

"FUCK-"

Sriracha sauce went straight into Marcello's eyes, causing him to reel back in pain and trying to get the hot sauce out of his eyes.

"HAH! GET SIRRACHAED MOTHER FUCKER!!" Y/n cheered, but immediately regretted it as Marcello opened up his blood shot eyes.

'Shit...'

Without a moment to lose, Y/n booked it upstairs to their room, Marcello hot on their trails. He grabbed their foot, and Y/n scream, slamming their foot into his face. Which he did let go due to the bleeding of his nose.

Swiftly, Y/n ran up and locked themself into their room, practically throwing their wardrobe against the door as they heard Marcello pound against the door like a crazy man.

Y/n took a step back, shaking immensely as they looked for a way out. They looked out their window...that was a big no...fall from that height would either alert Marcello or the fall could break a limb....and then Y/n couldn't get away from the revenge thirsty beast.

'Wait my phone!' Y/n grabbed their phone, just to see the missed calls and texts from Gaz. Y/n swiftly dismissed his contact having no time to read them, and clicked on their father's contact simply typing out 'Help. In danger.' Before their phone died.

"FUCK!" Y/n seethed before smelling something in the air, "What's that smell...?" Y/n asked to themself as the looked out the window again...only to see their house on fire.

Y/n widen their eyes in panic, already inhaling the smoke into their lungs. Without thinking, Y/n pushed their wardrobe out of the way, trying to get out of the building. It was insane how quickly the bottom area was covered in flames, but Y/n could only think about survival.

Making a run for it, Y/n was close to reaching the door, only to be stopped by a plank on fire. Y/n coughed harshly, trying to find another path of escape of their burning home through teary eyes.

Just before Y/n began moving, they felt a force tackle them down, slamming their head into the hard floor.

They tried to struggle free, but the smoke in their lungs made it hard to function nor focus on anything other than trying to breathe.

Black dots began to cloud Y/n's sight, their fight pretty much over with...it wasn't like it wasn't gonna end this way either way...

Finally, the darkness consumed them...
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Heyyyyy yalllll how was this chapter?? How we feeling???

Finally...SCHOOL IS OVER WITH FOR ME!! I AM NOW ON SUMMER BREAK 🙌

Meaning I'll be able to post more chapters now as well as maybe start some new books after this one so I hope you all are strapped in and ready BECAUSE I AMMMMMM

Anyways- Have a good day/night!! Until next chapter, BYEEEEEEEEEEEE