"the most dangerous person is the one who listens, thinks and observes"
alysa povI knew my brother was a Rossi. When i was ten, i started my training to join the mafia and i had overheard my mother talking to one of her men about him being the son of the don and donna of the Italian mafia.
I would've told him but, i was scared. Scared that he would leave me with my mother and sisters. My sisters Sasha and Anna aren't that bad, but they can't protect me from mom. I know it's selfish to keep him away from his real family or at least knowing about them, but i didn't want to get hurt.
when i was 7, Oakley stayed with a friend for three days, and God it was horrible. so now, whenever he go out and won't be at the house fir a few days, i'll stay with his girlfriend, Lyria.
She knows about mom hurting me when Oaks isn't around, so she lets me stay with her.But i need to tell him about his real family, because we go to the same school as four of his siblings, two of them-one a girl and the other a boy- looking just like him, which is the main problem, besides him hating the Italian mafia.
Instead of thinking about more of the bad things of this school, i think about the fact i'll be in the same class as Lyria, since she's in 9th grade too, she had gotten in a bad accident when she was like 11 and was in a coma for a year, so she was held back a grade.
I knock on the door, and when i hear a 'come in' i open the door,"hi, i'm the new student, Alysa Volkov. i'm so sorry for being late, i got lost," i apologized.
"it's fine, Alysa, it's your first day, after all," she smiles at me before turning back to the class,"class, this is Alysa Volkov, she's a bright young girl who's been bumped up to 9th grade at age 12," the teacher pauses and turns to me," you can sit by Lyria May, Lyria please raise your hand," she says, and Lyria raises her and, i smile at her while walking over to her.
"Mrs. Smith, would it be okay if Alysa's Schedule was the same as mine? she's my boyfriends little sister and it would be easier for her, and she won't be late to any of her classes," she explains to Mrs Smith,"yes, i'll go talk to the principal, for now, work on any papers you need to get done," she says, then leaves.
"why'd she agree to that?" i ask lyria,"i'm her favorite student, plus she's a really nice teacher," she shrugs.
time skip-
Me and Oakley didn't talk much on the way to the house, all i said was Lyria got my schedule changed to be just like hers.
right now i'm in my room, drawing. i've always loved drawing, i've never been too good with words so drawing is a way that i express my feelings.
(her drawing)
after look at the drawing, i get up to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water, setting down the note book, pencil and pausing the song 'start shopping' by lil peep.
when i enter the kitchen, i see my mother in there, causing me to sigh,"where the hell have you been all day after school," she says as i get a glass from the cabinet,"in my room," i mumble, walking over to the sink,"you didn't come down for dinner, you never fucking do, the schools gonna think i don't feed you," she says, and i scoff,"yeah? what about that time in 3rd grade when you wouldn't let me dinner for half the school year, why didn't you care then, huh?"
after a few minutes of us going back and forth, we started yelling at each other,"at least i didn't fucking lie to Oakley is entire life, and make him at his parents!" i yell,"the Italian don and donna don't even know Oakley is their son!"
"what the hell?!" i hear Oakley yell. shit.
Oakley pov
I had heard yelling my sister and mother yelling downstairs, but i didn't expect this.
i'm the son of the don and donna of the italian mafia. i'm a rossi.
that means.. that girl i bumped into in the hallway, is my real sister?
instead of saying anything else, i grab my gun, and point it at m- kira,"Alysa, get over here. now," she doesn't say anything, and runs over to me,"I want to see my real family, if you don't give me the address, ill shoot you," and she knows a will, so she tells me the address, but i shoot her leg anyway.
"go get some stuff together, and some money, meet me outside in 5," i tell alysa, and go get a bag of stuff, some money and write a note for Anna and Sasha.
i grab the keys to my car before going outside to see Alysa standing there with her back pack and a small bag of stuff,"let's go," i say, getting in the car.
time skip-
we're about 5 minutes away, and basically the whole ride alysa told me how long she knew and how she figured it out etc.
"i'm sorry, Oakley. i should've told you," she says,"it's okay Ally, i understand why you didn't tell me," i sigh as we pull up to the gates of the rossi mansion. thankfully when the guards see me, they think i'm Ellio rossi, and let me in.
"let's go meet my family," I say, and we both get out of the car, and walk up to the door, it's only about 8 pm.
after i knock, the door opens and i see Mr Rossi and Ellio Rossi, and when Mr Rossi looks at me then back at his so it clicks.
"who are you kids?" he asks,"im your son."
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hey loves! longest chapter so far and i hope you like it!!how should they react???
sorry for grammar mistakes im really tired!love,
Maddison💗🫶🏼
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The Lost Rossi
Historia CortaOakley Rossi was kidnapped at the hospital when he was born, and has lived Kira Volkov as his mom. What does the 17 year old do when he over hears his 'mother' saying that he's the son of the italian mafia don and donna who he was raised to hate?