All Mine

Collateral Damage

TW: mentions of mafia, kidnapping, actual kidnapping, mentions of child abduction, vaping, alcohol, murder, night terrors, sleep paralysis, mentions of fits, seizures, heartache, arranged marriage, violence, swearing, smoking weed, sexual themes.

Decided to try to write a longer chapter to the ones I have written before, and I must say I like this so far. I am enjoying this story.

This is a story of a young girl with a dark past, who finds herself kidnapped by a mafia family, ordered by the mob boss. All because of her parents debt, but is that the only reason why? Is there more to the story than what we are lead to believe? Have a read as we go on the journey and discover Gwen's past, as her traumatic memories come flooding back into her life that she tried to escape from.

I hope you guys enjoy it and by the way, I do have a playlist on Spotify with all the songs listed on here on the playlist. Feel free to have a listen while you read this. It might take a while for chapter 2 so please bare with me. I'm not rushing chapters out this time. I do mind maps of what is going to be in the chapter and how I do it. But a lot of work went into this so please bare with me on a chapter 2. It will come, good things come to those who wait.

Enjoy ;)

Play The hills by The Weekend

I'm chilling in my back garden, just basking the sun. My speaker was playing music while I was kicking my feet in the pool. I was rubbing sunscreen on my skin, while sipping on my cocktails in my glass. I wanted to get my tan on. I have the fortune of tanning easily in the sun, not burning. I laid on my sun bed with my sun glasses on. Vibing to the music playing, I was always the weirdo who went into my own fictional world through my music, only to realize that I'm not weird but simply a girl who dissociates from society. I would sometimes be bored of my own life that I'd always hope that something interesting would happen to me, just anything.

Just as I was enjoying the sun, I hear my mother crying for help. My father  started shouting too, I turned my music down and took my sunglasses off. I listened intently, my heart beating in my chest with a 'thump thump'. I heard cries and more shouting as unfamiliar voices echoed the halls. I rose from my seat, scared but ready to fight whoever was causing the commotion inside my house and causing distress to my parents. I pulled a knife in the kitchen, quietly and slowly walked down the hall, I followed the voices.

"Debts need to be paid Mr. and Mrs. Clarkson." the unfamiliar male voice said as I heard my mother crying, my father trying to reason with him.

"I'm sorry Mr. Jaeger, but you got to understand. We're broke and we're trying to make ends meet. We are trying to pay you back from the loan you gave us but, we've not been able to give you back the five million in one go." my father tried reasoning with the unwanted intruder. I kept slowly walking into the sitting room with the butcher knife in my hand. I didn't know who I thought I was, Lara fucking Croft or what I was going to do when I walked inside with the knife in my hands.

"Doesn't matter," the male voice responded as I entered the sitting room. "You failed to pay up and I gave you plenty of time to do so. Now I've been more than generous than I should have but debts need to be paid." the male figure hadn't noticed my appearance. The man my father called Mr. Jaeger sat on our sofa facing my parents. His leg crossed over the other with his hand gripping the ankle crossed sideways on his other leg. His hair was tied in a man bun with his baby hairs hanging down the sides of his face. His chiseled jawline was breath taken, his blue/green eyes were almost hypnotizing. He looked quite young for a man who was a debt collector, who was this man? He had four men standing behind him with their hands behind their back.

"Who the fuck are you?" I called to the man known as Mr. Jaeger, he looked at me as his eyes grew wide with a wide smirk.

"Go back outside Guinevere!" my mom called out to me over her shoulder. Mr. Jaeger still sat in place, eyeing me up and down as he licked his lips. He clicked his fingers in the air and two men walked on either side of him.