Chessa:Gunshots

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Tessas POV

Gunshots rang through my ear as my dad fired the pistol in hand. I nodded my head showing that I now understood how to shoot a gin and that the lesson made sense to me. He left the room and I traced my blood red nails across the gun. I can't believe my dad has to do that daily, to people. I left the soundproof room and locked to door behind me while retiring the gun to daddy's collection.

I walked upstairs to find my family seated in the grand dining room of our mansion. On the left were my 4 sisters, Beatrice(25, blonde hair blue eyes, heir to daddy's money), then Betty(23, blond hair, brown eyes), then me, tessa(18, brown hair brown eyes), Brittany, (15 once agin blonde with blue eyes) and finally bella(13 who is also blonde with blue eyes).

I was the oddball of my family, with brown hair and brown eyes, while everyone else except my dad was blonde. I never approved of how my father made his money, but I know begetter than to question him. The brooks family has been in this business for years... and I should just try to get out. Running from police, drugs, killing, it's not really my thing.

Mother-"So I have a big news to share!"

Beatrice-"What mother?!"

Mother-"Well we will be making a trip from NY to LA to visit and meet with the Sutton family, THE Sutton family. The bodyguards will pack us bags and we shall leave tomorrow."

Bea-"You mean the ones who are ruthless and kill everything in there way?!"

Daddy-"And yes, so we need to get out of their way and stop fighting with them so we can stay alive, well at least not be killed by them."

The room fell silent and all I could do was imagine them, ruthless cold blooded Mr, Mrs, and Chance? I think it's Chance Sutton. All of them know for illegal drugs, weapons, money, and most of all killings.

Daddy-"No matter how much we don't get along we need to unite, so both of our families can live and be strong."

I nodded my head figuring that Daddy wanted Bea to date Chance or something, to show that we were tighter and strong.

When dinner was over I walked into my bedroom and sat down on the satin sheets, letting my curly hair fall loosely on the bed. I sighed and picked up my laptop, a little research is good right? So apparently Chance is a huge party guy, one of the biggest players in LA and the heir to the Sutton mafia. I have never been allowed around guys because daddy wants his daughters to stay "pure" and stuff "like a good mafia princess". Ugh. But it's so hard to stay pure when you know what your family's fortune is made of and are constantly sworn to secrets. Although Bea and Betty never followed theses rules and have had several boyfriends, I have never even been kissed, not even once by a boy, in fact I've only ever had one crush but that was back in high school.

"Ms. Brooks, your luggage"

I stood up and thanked the bodyguards who watch my dad, for packing my things and payed down on my bed, wow Chance sounds bad, how am I suppose to survive how ever long we are staying, poor Bea, hopefully daddy won't make them date...