Taken By The Mafia

Chapter 1: The Morning Before

(This chapter needs major editing I know). Above are picture concepts of how Sena's house she shares looks like. Please comment or vote so I know how u feel about the story!~

I woke up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. Which meant Dad was getting ready for work.

I force myself up and stretch out my body like a cat causing my joints to crackle. Then I let out a loud yawn signifying a well rested night.

I walked to my window and push the glass door open. The morning sky was a brilliant cyan blue which was just captivating, I could stare at the sky and clouds for hours. I love sunny days with perfect blue skies its one of the best mood boosters for me. But I was very glad it turned out sunny today. Especially today.

Because today I was going to be celebrating my 19th birthday party with my friends. Today is not my birthday though it's tomorrow. I decided I would celebrate my birthday party with my 2 best friends, Tessa and Kevin, today. And on my actually birthday I decided to celebrate with my Father and lil Brother.

I rummaged out of bed and gathered clothes and a towel then headed to the bathroom. I took a shower and blow dried my long, wavy, messy, brunette hair. Then struggled in the mirror for a good minute trying to brush my messy mane that could not be tamed and then mentally sighed.

'Why is my hair so difficult for me to maintain!?'
But even though my hair was a pain in the ass it was one of the few things I truly liked about me.

My name is Sena, I'm just about to turn 19 and was in my 2rd semester of college. I am a tomboy at heart with a lil bit of a stubborn personality. I always try to look mature and play it serious to avoid confrontation (which is something I disliked) that and really anything else. It was hard for me to talk to people. But, I actually am very a caring person towards my family and very bubbly with my friends.

My Family consists of my father and little brother. My mother died when I was 10 in a accident. But, I don't really remember what happened or to much of my Mom, and dad doesn't like to talk about it so I don't ask.

My family and I share a house with a friend of the family, Ms. Taylor. She's a very polite old women that acts like she was our grandmother. I love her for accepting us like family. She knew my parents, and she knew my dad was struggling with money and the loss of our Mother so she let us stay at her house. She still works a bit so we agreed to help pay rent.

But, I was always worried because I didn't know how long Ms. T would be around. Because I don't think my Dad can afford to stay in her house even though he works 2 jobs.

So thats's why I tried my hardest to get a job that could help out my family. And I got lucky.. Well sorta. I landed a job as a waiter/janitor at a fancy five-star Italian restaurant/night club. "Proiettile Rosso" (Red Bullet) only the wealthy went there.

And boy was it diffucult working there. My manager I guess doesn't really like me, she would always gave me a ton of work to do, that was meant for like three people! Then she would make me clean all the dirtiest messes and take out the trash. While she sat on her fat ass and bossed everybody around, she thought she was a better then everyone cause she's was a manager of a fancy restaurant, plus being payed more and all.
But I dealt with all the BS because the pay was too freaking good to give up.

And since I worked at such a fancy restaurant, I wanted to treat my bestest friends! who have always been there for me and excepted me for who I am. Plus they've always thrown me or shown up to my birthday partys that I had at my house. So I wanted to do this as a thank you to them.

After finally combing out my wild mane, I eyed my self in the bathroom mirror, I ran my fingers through my hair. 'Man, my hair is pretty especially when it cooperates.' My wavy brunette hair was down to my elbows. I look at my face in the mirror then frown a bit. I look so rough and cold not really feminine at all. I push my hair forward to cover my face a bit. I ended up looking more like my dad not that he looks bad he was handsome, but that doesn't really help what I thought of my apperence.