Mafia's Angel

Chapter 1:

Leyla's P.O.V

Tears brimmed my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I could hear Chase calling my name, trying to convince me how this all was 'a mistake' and how it was just a 'misunderstanding'. I ran out of the house crying.

~~~~~~~~~A little earlier~~~~~~~~~~

     I put on my diamond earrings, and fixed my stilettos so they were on right. I straightened out my dress and took myself in for a moment. (Outfit in media bar)

     I stare at myself in the mirror and make sure the bruises and the scar were covered.

     My hair was straightened, with minimal to no makeup on. I was wearing a red dress that was mid - thigh with black stilletos. I normally wore on a tank top with a black jacket to parties, but I was forced to go to this party becuase my boyfriend was throwing it. Ashley should be coming at any moment to pick me up.

     I am a 5'5 girl with a simple life. People might say I'm rich and there right, but it isn't my money. I work for my money and spend it on what I need. My parents are monsters. I'd rather not talk about what they do to me. I live life one step at a time.

     Honk.

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     I looked outside my window, and saw Ashley's black 2012 BMW.

     I grabbed my purse with my phone and wallet, and headed for the door.

     I opened the door to her car and Ashley squealed, almost bursting my ear drum. Dear lord, this child is a piece of work.

     "Oh my god. What have you done to Melissa and where can I find her?"

     I chuckled. You see last time I left Ashley at a party on accident and she was so mad she didn't talk to me for a week. So I told her I would make it up to her.

     "I always keep my promises," I say with a wink.

     She rolls her eyes.

     I buckled up, and we were on our way. Chase's house isn't far, only a couple blocks.

     We got out, and you could practically feel the vibrations through the ground. The lawn was trashed with solo cups, and I even saw a guy taking a piss in a bush.

     Ugh tonight's going to be a long night.

     We walked up to the steps and opened the door.

     We pushed through the crowds, passed the dance floor. By the time we got to the kitchen, Ashley had disappeared.

     I sighed. This is typical Ash. Leaving me alone with horny ass teenagers.

      Looking around I still didn't spot Chase. Usually he'd be at the front greeting everybody, or waiting for me.

     Let's backtrack. Chase and I have been dating for almost three years and he's my everything. He's there when I'm sad and alone and he's there at my happy moments as well.

     Snapping me out of my happy thoughts, some dumbass bumped into me spilling the contents from his cup all over my dress.

     "What the hell?"

     I looked down at my dress to find myself completely soaked. What I'm guessing was tequila, was now all over my dress. I was furious, and I think the guy in front me noticed. I was about to pounce on him, but something or should I say someone, held me back.