Aurora Costello.

Chapter 31.

"It's been a second" I say trying and failing to lighten the mood.

"Aurora Arabella Costello where the freaking fuck have you been" I hear mama say in a cold voice

"We've spent six months mourning your death, blaming ourselves and nearly dying from the grief, pain and suffering and you turn up out of the blue and make jokes?" She continued

I think papa's in a state of shock, he's gone silent and very pale.

"Well when you put it like that -" I cough awkwardly "let's sit down, I'll explain everything I promise" I say avoiding eye contact because there eyes have all darkened, even the knew additions.

We all make it to the kitchen and take a seat.

"There are a few things that you guys didn't know about me, I never told you, hell I never told anyone. It wasn't out of spite or because I didn't trust you, it was to keep yous all safe I swear"

I start, earning only dark stares right back.

I'm only allowing them to intimidate me like this because I've been gone presumably dead for 6 months. They have until I finish my story to sort their faces the fuck out, or I am leaving without so much as a word, or a contact number.

Period.

"well it started when I was twelve. I had gotten into a spot of trouble with the Russian mafia don. He was a top tier dick and he wasn't afraid to show it, by then I was already a fighter and assassin so I could handle him. It ended up with me killing him." I pause for dramatic affect but also to try and gauge any emotion other than anger from anyone I don't fail to see the shock on the family I haven't met yet, but those I have, it's clear they aren't even surprised, I wouldn't be either.

"I. Killed.  The. Russian. Mafia.  Don" I said as if I was talking to a bunch of deaf people hoping my speaking louder and slower would help them understand.

I was met by blank confused look.

Really gotta spell it out loud huh.

"When one kills a don, and there is no children or heirs left to take the throne, the killer becomes the Don of said mafia. Or in this case Donna"

Gasps fill the room, there we go!

"I am the Russian mafia Donna and have been for the past 5 nearly 6 years" I complete fiddling with my fingers to distract myself from the quickening and tightening feeling of my heart.

Since the bullet my heart beats quickly and tightens a lot more often then before, I put it down to stress and anxiety but I have a tugging feeling that it's something more.

Ignoring that issue I look up to see all the family.

First I see aura looking at me with her big doe eyes and chocolate covering her mouth whilst she stuffs her face with cookies, her hair is in pigtails and she's wearing pink dungarees I give her a wink and she smiles up at me, she is too cute.

I scan around and my parents and brothers all have faces of horror, the rest of my family all have looks of shock, confusion and underlying questions. All except my grandfather, my papas dad I'm assuming, he has a glint in his eye, a look of excitement mixed with pride.

I give it ten seconds before the questions come flooding in. But before that can happen I walk out of the room and to my car.

I hop in and close my door, taking a breath I fasten my seatbelt and start the car, I realise leaving so soon may cause more problems but I can't stay there with those looks all pointed at me. Not only is it making me damn uncomfortable but I can't help but feel like a failure, although to most I'd seem like a huge success, seeing those expressions on my families faces I realise I'm not the baby girl they wanted.