part 1

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I apologize for the error. I do not know to come to me so fast. The plot is so jumpy or what to call.

*storynka*

Everything is rushing. My life took a different direction. I will have to move to Bradford with my parents. My father found a better job and I do not even money for their own lives. Once everything was different, I had a great life. I had both parents. Now I live with my father. My mother left us when I was fifteen. I'm probably wondering how many years I have. For three days I'll be twenty years. I studied jurisprudence. But I can not seem to anikde employ. My heart is bursting, because I left the city where I live. London is so amazing place to me nothing is missing. But my perfect daddy wants change. Unfortunately I was him I would have to adapt.

I was packing the last things that I need. All the furniture we take with him into Bratford. Father clogs latest suitcases in the car. I stand on the threshold of my old room already. I remember at all what I have ever experienced. In London he lived with the family since birth. After a few cheeks streamed down my unruly tears. I'm terribly that everything will be missed. I have not missed even say goodbye to friends. I do not know what I would do without them. Father says in Bradford I find new friends.

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I just stand in front of the new house. The house is two-story. The outside is orange to creamy color. Before the house rises a beautiful front gardens. My father worked as an architect. Proposes houses, just draw plans of various buildings. With great joy, I ran into the house. Here again, I will not describe what it's beautiful. I immediately went to introduce things into my new room. Everything I put on my bed, which brought me here. I wanted to go explore the area, but I was afraid that you lose. I do not know how long I was reveling room but disturbed me a bell. Who would just be? We're just a few hours and you will come visit. Father's home, he let them solve it. I lay down on the bed and I wanted to sleep .

"Lia, come here!" my father yelled from the living room. I slowly stood up from the bed and went downstairs for a father. I deserter stairs fast enough. In the living room  sat an elderly woman and a girl sat next to her in about my age.

I stood next to my father. "Let me introduce you to Jane and her daughter instead of" father smiled. That I should not go to it too. But maybe with Jane will understand and they can be together if it is free. I reached out my hand and introduced myself. "I'm Liliane but call me Lia," I handed them a hand.

I sat down to them and listened to their conversation. I was terribly bored. As I looked, Misty was also bored. Maybe she could show surroundings. "Misty showed me the city?" I asked curiously. She smiled shyly at me, and finally nodded.

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The city is incredibly beautiful. I learned that there is a university, where she also studied. I could not write at the university. I'll tell my dad about it. Certainly will be thrilled. A long time has tried to convince me to go to the Univerity.

I do not know how but we found ourselves in a small cafe. I noticed a group of boys. They sat in the extreme rear box. I am very interested, they were so mysterious. At least me that they felt. I am most concerned about the guy who had tattoos, raven hair and from a distance, the glistening chocolate eyes. I noticed how looks my way, so I have perspective.

"Who are they truly the guys?" I groaned. Misty turned toward them. Suddenly, she looked at me. In the eyes I saw her fear and great apan. I would put my hand in the fire for it, that she began to shake.

"This is a gang called One Direction are the most feared mafia in the district," she whispered. It's everyone knows Mafia? I thought that they are confidential.

I wondered how much money they earn. Perhaps this is quite a large sum. Sell drugs? They kill people? Human trafficking? It's a mafia, they are doing all that I appointed. I wish I had too much money, and sexy boy.

For a moment I looked at those guys. The tattooed guy with black hair watching me. He did not flinch or look for a while. His eyes studied me like I was just goods. Me shivers ran down my spine. His gaze was terribly annoying.

"Do not look at them!" Misty hissed. I lifted an eyebrow and pierce it look. Wrong to me the only entertainment in the city.

"Why?" My question sounded. Misty can only sigh. I want me to say something. "No one dare not oppose them or look at them. One look and you're dead," she whispered. Her voice with andin that trembled. I mumbled a few insults on her person. "And no girls or prostitutes?" I was interested on. She frowned, as if wondering what he told me. Then she nodded in agreement. So no one will allow them to speak.

I stood up from the desk chair issued a disgusting sound. Misty had in the eyes of concerns. I'm crazy, that's right. I'm going about his own death. My steps led to their table. Somehow heart pounded in my chest runaway. I'm sweating like a pig. I did not know what I tell them. What it hit me! I was terribly rude. Why actually I am going there? It may be attracted by the vision that no one dares to go to them.

I stopped in front of their table. I noticed like me have watched all five. In the eyes were cold. As they pretended biggest killers. Moment, yet the mafia and I are playing what? I've lost my mind. But I'm not afraid of them.

"Sorry to interrupt," I cleared her throat. Still they acted like a prison. I do not like this idea. "Today I came here and I do not know that any good company. They advised me to have some?" I was not allowed to smile. I tried to crank up the emphatic tone of voice. They looked at each other. On the back I felt seen by all visitors to cafes. Maybe they thought I was nuts. I understood that they have here really respect and everyone is afraid of them.

"Why do not you ask that your friend who is knocking fear?" blond laughed. Now I had the opportunity to look into his blue eyes. He was blue as the ocean. Central character, drawn, and I think it has a big appetite. "For me, do not go for events such as a party. I doubt he did anything illegal," I chuckled. Boy with curly hair grinned. It certainly took place after something reasonable. "You know who we are?" I heard a question from someone on them. I lifted an eyebrow and slightly frowned. "I heard about you" I gave right.

"So, she remembered something illegal. What exactly was it?" Guy with a beard and brown eyes was interested. They do not look not so scary.

"Sale of drugs, assault, counterfeiting of banknotes. There's quite a bit," I thought back to the old times. With my group of friends, we do a lot of things. Sometimes we have been selling drugs, we have themselves bought for cheaper. Even before I left I managed to kill.

One guy not afford a lot so I discharged him a few teeth. He ended up in hospital with a concussion. As I had attended karate and boxing. I had a great advantage. Fortunately he sued me because it was the camera. The bar where it happened were cameras.

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