"Could you tell your little devil to stop kicking my seat?" I screamed at the lady behind me on the plane to the U.S.A.But guess what? I got a seat a row away from the freaking bathroom. And this man who looked like he was over 300 pounds just took a dump.
So while holding my breath I had to deal with s little boy kicking my seat.
Lucky me.
This little boy was getting on my last nerve. I'm rethinking my decision of finally getting away.
People are annoying af.
But let me explain my situation. Basically I'm going to meet my biological parents in California. This is my first time seeing them ever.
Sad I know.
It all started yesterday
*flashback*
Mom I can't keep doing this"She sighed and continued to comb my curly long hair ignoring my question. I peeked at her through the cloudy mirror on my vanity in my Victorian style room.
She was slightly clenching her jaw.
''I swear she gets mad over the simple things'
"Mom I know you hear me" I became frustrated.
I bring this topic up a million times and always receive silence.
Even from my gullible dad.
She put the hair filled brush down on my desk harshly. Then she turned me around in the chair.
She grabbed both of my shoulders looking me in the eye.
"You can't keep doing what sweetie" She asked her eyes filled with guilt.
"Living secluded, with no friends or Tv. I'm tired of being locked up for no reason! I don't understand!"
She gave me the don't-raise your-voice at-me look.
I sighed and muttered an apology walking to the Underground Gym we have.
The only place I felt free at.
My life is not normal. I wasn't allowed outside at all. Something along the lines of it's too dangerous.
But let's be real what's dangerous about a secluded area with no one around.
I had no social media barely knew what Disney was and had no friends. So workout to keep me occupied and distracted from reality.
I sometimes get my mom to hire a trainer to help me fight. As my dad says " she needs to be tough"
I rolled my eyes at that thought.
All these thoughts distracted me and I ran into my dad.
"Hey kiddo!" He smiled "watch where ya going there!" My dad has always been the brighter one in the situation.
"Oh hey daddio" I grinned cheekily "sorry I was on my way to the Gym"
"Oh well--" his phone started ringing.
"Hello"
"....."
"Hola Xavier"
"........"
"Sí que hemos mantenido a salvo"
(Translation: yes we have kept her safe)I furrowed my eyebrows.
I didn't know he knew another language.
He must be hiding something because I've never heard him mention an Xavier.
"........"
"¿por qué después de 18 años se llama?"
(Translation: Why after 18 years you call)My father than began walking away with a stressed look. I rolled my eyes. I made my way down the hall where our library was located.
I suddenly felt relaxed.
I grabbed my boxing gloves and began to turning the punching bag.
After about 15 minutes I went towards the weight station.
After about 4 hours of working out I went to get a refreshing drink of water. I probably was sweating so much till I looked like a wet Donut.
Don't ask why.
As went downstairs I heard my mom and dad talking.
"Bill she has to find out soon, we can't keep pretending to be her parents!! We have gotten to old to keep protecting her. It's time she goes to visit her real family "
My heart shattered. How could they?
After 18 f*cking years of lies.
Who does that?
I could feel the anger threatening to come out as I stood frozen in my spot in front of the door. I heard footsteps come towards me but I didn't care.
I punched the wall
I thought they were my family.
The door opened and my dad came out. He suddenly looked my way and his blue eyes softened. He ran to me and hugged me.
" I'm sorry sweetie we lied. Your father has s very dangerous organization in California and still does not want you involved"
My anger only grew.
"I CANT BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING!"
My mom then walked in.
"Listen Story if you continue to disrespect us I'm kicking you out"
"You know what I'm sick and tired of hiding and drowning in lies IM GOING TO FREAKING CALIFORNIA TO FIND MY REAL FAMILY!" I screamed rushing to my room packing up all my belongings and savings.
I decided in the morning I was going to go find my family.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
I finally woke up with determination. I grabbed my bags and headed out. I ran into my dad on the way. I rolled my eyes
"Look--"
"Listen I'm not here to stop you I'm just here to give you this plan ticket, your fathers address, and money for a hotel"
And that folks is how I ended here.
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Hidden Mafia Daughter (Interracial Bwwm Romance)
RomanceJuly 13 1999. Xavier Act the Mafia King and his wife Jenny had their third child. Story Victoria Act. A beautiful mixed baby with marshmallow cheeks, gorgeous chestnut hair and captivating green eyes. The Mafia King had people who would do anyth...