The boys and the mafia girl

But Papa why?

Ugh f*ck*ng Sunday. I wake up in my floral bedsheets to a pounding headache. What the hell happened yesterday? I thought to myself. I get up but fall back down due to a sharp pain in my left side. I lift up my black tank top  and see white bloody bandages wrapped around my waist. Then i remember. I went on my first mission yesterday: to murder the Gonzales Family. If you didn't know, I'm the daughter of the mob boss Christiano and Ellison Fernando. I grab my iPhone 6 and successfully get up this time and start on my way towards my bathroom. I start a bath and add green apple scented bubbles. My favorite thing in the whole world, besides my cat, PB (puss in boots). I close my door and strip out of my blood stained "work" clothes. I look at myself in the mirror. My light brown hair was everywhere and even looked greasy. My hazel eyes bloodshot due to possibly all the crying I did last night that I don't remember. I smiled and frowned. My teeth looked weird and my breath tasted terrible. I grabbed my toothbrush and mint toothpaste (Aqua fresh to be exact) and brushed for a solid 2 minutes like a good girl ( which I'm not:))). I started my morning music playlist ( it's called sleeping beauty which I'm not) After that i carefully slid into the warm bubbly water. My side hurt like a bitch but I ignored it which was hard as hell. I decide to focus on the song that was playing in the back ground, Here by Alessia Cara. I softly sang along because I'm self conscious of my voice even though everyone in the Family says I have a beautiful voice, especially Grandma Adrianna. don't get me wrong, I love her, I just wish I could hear what I sound like in her ears. I lifted my leg and glared at it.Adios muchachos leg hairs. I picked up my razor and got to business. 7 songs later: i finally looked like a normal 16 year old. I emptied out the tub and grabbed a red fluffy towel. I walked to my closet and stared at the garments. I grabbed my tie dye Arctic Monkeys tshirt with my ripped black jeans and my white high top white converse. I picked up my sports bra and grabbed a pair of blue panties. I slipped the outfit on and trudded (idk if that's a word) on back to the bathroom. I grabbed a new towel and dried my hair a bit. F*ck it I'll leave it how it is. I brushed my hair not wanting to straighten it and applied my average makeup: concealer powder foundation and mascara and some Chapstick cuz my lips were dry as a desert. I left my comfortable room and walked down the spiral staircase. I live in the Family estate. The biggest mansion and plot of land in LA. As I walked to the kitchen, I could recognize my Family's voices. I said hello and that I'm okay to everyone and took my seat, drooling at the plate of food placed before me. "Thanks Bertram" I said to my favorite butler. He nodded in response. Berty was a shy guy. Guess he was scared because he was working for the mafia. There were hash browns, toast with jam and butter, scrambled eggs, and a fruit salad. I looked down the oak wood table. I saw Damien and Rose, my mum and Papa, Grandma Adrianna and Grandpa Rocco, and Matthius. Matthius was considered an older brother to me. When I was little, he was the one who taught me how to aim and shoot a bow and arrow, my main weapon. My Papa taught me how to shoot a gun and my mum taught me self defense. As everyone was eating I heard my pops clear his throat. "Autumn, honey, can I have a word with you in my office?" I nodded my head, stood up and followed him. We walked down the longest hallway to the end door where his office was located. He sat down on his leather Rollie chair and I stood there awkwardly. "Sweetheart, you're already sixteen and me and your mother discussed that you should go to high school." I knew it. I've thought about going to school but I've been homeschooled for safety reasons. Almost in every movie that I have seen there are a bunch of good looking boys which I'm very excited about. "I would love to go to high school." I said with a nod.