Mafias girl

Chapter 2

After a freaking 22 hour flight from Sydney to Rome all I want is to curl up in bed and go to sleep. The flight has been so long plus I couldn't sleep much because Of Chloe's constant kicking on my seat.

I don't understand what her problem is. How is making me sleep deprived ever going to do any benefit to her. She knows how much I love my sleep yet she always makes sure to disturb me.

We finally for what seems like years reach the hotel. We've booked two rooms. One for my parents and one for the both of us.

Me and Chloe are sharing a room. And both of us are so excited!!

-Note the sarcasm

As soon as we reach our room I quickly put my bag in the corner and literally jump on the bed cuddling with the soft duvet. My eyes slowly start to close, all my worries fading away and I'm about to enter my happy world.

But obviously that doesn't last long. The duvet is snatched away from me and I hear my sisters voice

"What are you doing??" She asks me with her hands on her hips and looking at me as if I've grown two heads

" um trying to sleep?" I ask more as a question

" aha right...." she trails off as she slowly moves towards me. As soon as she's standing beside me she speaks again

"Listen to me carefully because I'm not going to repeat my self" she says and looks at me expectantly. I look at her confused but then realised what she's waiting for. I nod my head and she speaks again

" first of all this is my bed and im not going to share it with you" she stops again

"but where will I be sleeping?"

"on the floor. Or on the sofa. I don't care, that's none of my concern. Secondly pull that ugly ass  of your off the bed and get ready because I want to go visit the Colosseum today." She tells me.

I sigh and complain "but can't we go tomorrow? Why today? I hardly slept during the flight and-"

"Here you go complaining again like a spoiled brat" she interrupts me. I stare at her with my mouth open

A spoiled brat? Me? Before I can say anything she speaks again

" now hurry get up" she demands

"Why do I have to go. You go with mom and dad I'm staying at the hotel tonight I'm too tired"

"Do you think I'll ask you to come with me if I didn't had to. I'll rather not see your face again. Mom and dad are not going they're resting today. And obviously they won't let me go alone so your coming with me whether you want to or not."

We both stare each other for a minute while i
process everything. So she just wants me to go with her because she has no other option. All my life she's treated me like trash. Using me for her own purposes and then throwing me away when she doesn't need me. From using me when ever she wanted to sneak out at night to blaming me whenever she broke something.

I'm interrupted from my thought by her voice
"Stop staring  at me like an idiot and get up. If your not ready in 5 minutes I'm going to leave alone and then tell dad that you refused to come with me." She says with her arms folded to her chest and an evil smirk in her face