A Snow White Story (Aborted)

Chapter 5: Something New

Roxy woke up cold and trembling in a dark room. The only light was a faint blue bulb. As her sight adjusted, she could make out the room. The walls were made of rough stone. She was lying on a hospital bed, she assumed. There was something wrong with her. Something terribly wrong and it frightened the shit out of herself.

She couldn't remember anything. Every memory was either too hazy or it wasn't there at all. Shivers ran down her spine and she wanted to cry. She tried to remember but she felt as if her brain was gonna split into various cerebral parts. The coldness increased and she tried to curl up into a ball but when she did, pain shot through her legs. She winced.

That is when someone turned the lights on. The light hurt her eyes but she managed to see it through. A muscular man, might be in his thirties stood in front of her. His jawline was sharp like a blade and he had tattoos all over his body. He had light hair. He looked terribly hot but certainly not Roxy's type. Moreover, Roxy was too young. The man had his pitiful eyes staring at her.

"Are you okay, now?" He asked in a deep voice.

Roxy nodded. She weirdly felt safe, "Who are you?"

"Do you remember your name?" He asked ignoring Roxy's question. She touched her head and realized that her head was nearly bandaged. She felt weird. Like something was coming. There it was. Here.

"Rox- Roxette. . ." She stuttered, "My name. It is my name. I'm Roxette."

"Okay, Roxette, anything else?"

"I- I can't remember anything else. Why?"

"Don't worry, Roxette, you're safe here. You can stay," He smiled a genuine smile.

"But who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Maxwell," He said. Then some murmuring voice was heard outside the room and then the door opened. Six more guys were standing there who were young and might be in their twenties. All of them had muscular bodies with tattoos all over their bodies. They all looked good with sharp jawlines and piercing eyes.

"Hey, there," They stepped in but stopped as Maxwell glared at them.

"Hi," Roxy said shyly. The guys looked mystified.

"I told you guys not to come in," He said.

"But a little talk can make her feel good, maybe?" A guy with dark skin and bald head suggested. Maxwell just nodded.

After introduction, Roxy came to know that they were Collins, Quentin, Benny, Earl, Earnest and Kian.

Collins, who had dark skin, was of African decent. He was twenty-five your old. Quentin was twenty years old who had a British accent. Benny was twenty-two years old who was a Canadian dude. Earl was twenty-six who was a pure New Yorker. Earnest and Kian were eighteen, who were twins who probably were some native Americans.

"I'm Roxette," She said.

"Well, Roxette," Earl said, "From now you will be like our sister. We will protect you from anything that'll post harm."

"But why? We barely know each other," She said dazed.

"Because," Maxwell started, "You are one of us now. Here we stick together and take care of each other."

"But what place is this? Where am I?"

"Well," Quentin confessed, "Because you're one of us now, I guess we can tell you this."

Everyone nods and Quentin starts, "This is a Mafia Gang. We are a part of this and now, you are too. We get into fights and other terrible things. Can you do that? We don't tolerate fear. Do you understand? Can you be like that?"

Roxy thought for a second. She had to be like that. She needed a home and she had faith in herself.

"Yes," She said startling all, "I can be like that. I will be."

"Are you sure?" Earnest asked.

"I am."

Maxwell cheered for Roxy and everyone joined his cheer. The boys lifted her slowly raising her high up. Roxy had never felt this proud. Well, she couldn't remember anything but still. This was a different feeling.

"To the Queen of the gang," Kian cheered. Roxy laughed.

She had found a new home where she felt like she was really home.

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