The life of a mafia girl

Chapter 2

It was a long day today. I sat in the principles office the whole time. But the thing is, he is scared of me. Everyone in this damn school is afraid of me. I mean shit, I can't blame them. I don't fuck around when it comes down to business. They just keep me locked In here until I have to go to the bathroom. Then that's when I get my stuff done.
By business I mean working with my father. He has his own mafia. We're are the most feared mafia. I take my job seriously. I get that from my dad.
Right now I'm walking home. I don't live that far from the school. I live in a beat down apartment with my mom. My dad lives on the other side of Gotham. I see him on the weekends so when I'm over there we split the money we earned and restock the stuff. I hate living with my mom. She always got shit to say. Talkin bout I need to get my life together. But she be in the strip club workin for them dolla bills.
Me and her fight a lot. We don't get along well and honestly I could care less. She don't love me so why should I care what she thinks. I provide for myself and myself only. She just can't see that.
While I'm walking home I feel like I'm being stared at. I could feel the eyes burn holes in my back.
"If y'all wanna act like ninjas and tryna hide from me then jump yo ass into a naruto episode because I ain't playin these games". I said not stopping to look back.
I make my way to my front step and take out the keys to the door. I open it and walk into my house. It smells like pure alcohol In here. My moms boyfriend must be home.
"Well well well. If it isn't the *hiccup* goon herself". He says with a slur.
"If it isn't the deadbeat ass boyfriend who can't ever get a damn job". I say rolling my eyes at him In the process.
"You better shut that mouth before I shut it for you". He said looking me in the eye.
I pulled out the gun I always hid in my boot and lazily point it at him.
"Now now Steven we don't want that other foot to have a hole in it now don't we"? I asked. He looked at his foot then back at me.
"Stupid bitch". He said

"Yup love the chats". I said heading to my room and locking the door. I fell on my bed and went to sleep
Time skip

I woke up to the sound of banging on my door. It was getting louder and louder by the second.
"Who the hell is it"! I screamed.
"Open the door jasmine its me".it was my mom. And I know that when I open that door, it's not going to be pretty.
I sat up and walked to the door unlocking it. Before I could open it, the door swung open.
"Why aren't the fucking dishes washed. And the house is still a damn mess". She screamed.
"Just like you said , it's your house not mine so maybe you should go clean the shit up and maybe while ya at it, tell that good for nothing ass hole to get a job"! I screamed. Then out of no where I felt a sting on my cheek. She just slapped me.
"WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU TALKIN TO"? She yelled. But i wasn't havin it one bit.
"I'm talkin to you bitch. If you know how to clean the stage from the dollar bills lying on it, then you know how to clean some damn dishes"! I yelled getting furious.
"Get out my damn house. I never want to see you hear again"! She said. But that didn't effect me.
"I've been waiting for you to say that for so long because my life wouldn't be a living fucking hell if it wasn't for you"! I said. I walked past her and out the door waking down the dark streets of Gotham. It wasn't scary for me cause I was used to it.
I got out my phone and started to dial my dads number.
"Ey dad it's me Jasmine" I
Said.
"Hey J what's up? You sound mad" he said
"She did it".

"Well you know what to do. Come over to the house I already got you room and clothes ready for you". He said
"Got it. See you then". I said and I hung up the phone. Let's see how this is gonna work out.