juicyfruitsnacks x reader // mafia

manner

y/n laid in the comfort of her own bed, sunken down into the comforter as a trillion thoughts raced through her mind, mapping out an A,B,C,D and E plan on her bedroom ceiling. calculating and visualising her next steps playing out in her head as if she we were watching a multiverse movie, thinking of every situation and every consequence for whatever path she decided to choose. she hadn't even stepped foot into the cellar, nor attempted to try talk to Reekid yet.

her intentions were foggy and undecided "what the fuck am I going to do." she whispered, a distressed groan following afterwards..seconds later she was jolted up into a sitting position, light knocking on her door "can I come in n/n?" a Mexican accent hummed from the other side of her white painted door, she let out a breath of relief as a happy smile overcame her. "come in" her soft voice trailed to his hearing, giving him permission to open the door and walk in quietly. he made sure to shut the door behind him before sitting in a comfortable spot on her bambillo mattress. "how you feeling? I heard you passed, im proud of you hermana" the tanned man reached over and patted her back, holding up an ice pack as he did so. "I brought you this also..for the bruises and whatever."

"thank you eds." she tilted her head down and carefully took the icepack, holding it to her chest. really that was the only place sore at the moment, there was bruising right in the middle of her chest from where Gaege had his foot dug into. "so...you think you can tell me who it really was?" Eddie placed his hands on both of his knees, turning to her. he knew SHE KNEW who it was, but for some reason he didn't understand why the girl was protecting this person. he clearly had some form of authority.

"i....I can't tell you Eddie, I really can't. it'd be putting everything at stake." She lowered her head in shame, the icepack still pressed firmly against her chest. she trusted Eddie with her life but for some reason now she was unsure on even telling him about it, not because she thought he would tell anyone- but purely out of the concern that Gaege would somehow find out Eddie knew, and do something about it.

"Its going to be dealt with nonetheless. i've got it under control, I just need you to sedate that kid down there." she stood up from her bed and stared at herself in her huge body mirror. she wore a baggy top with a skull on it paired with black boxers which rode quite high as her thighs were naturally bigger, her hair still down as it was wet from her shower beforehand. "wh- Reekid?" Eddie looked at her concerned and stood up immediately right after her "why? now?" he continued to question, causing her to spin towards him.

"no, not now. in a day or two, I will tell you when." she walked over to her dresser and searched through her things, finding a candy scented perfume and dousing herself in it. Eddie watched her intently as his mind wandered around why she would be tasking him to do this, before pinpointing it.

"it's someone from the Genovese family, isn't it" he crossed his arms, now realising why she was trying to keep it secret. Y/n's breath hitched as the realisation of her getting caught washed over it, freezing in place. she didn't even have to say another word before Eddie spoke up again "okay, ill help you." he nodded his head and walked over to her "and I won't tell anybody, but this shit better not swing left or ill have too."

without another word, Eddie left the room and Y/n was left with her thoughts 'shit' she mentally said to herself.

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the next two days passed painfully slow, the tension building with every minute that dawned on Y/n. she was not afraid to see Gaege again, but to be seen by somebody who was not him. the anguish of the scenario drained all of the peace from her head but she was good at ignoring it. she had spent the next two days planning and training harder incase it came down to fighting again, practicing on her muay thai and gun aiming in the shooting range her family had out back of the mansion. The last thing she was going to do is show up unprepared to the Genovese manner.