I'm inlove with the Mafia Boss(ON HOLD)

Chapter 5: Invitation to Disaster

-Lorraine's POV

Okay.

It's official. I am moving in Will’s house.

Yay! Finally! I.AM.SO.DAMN.HAPPY.

NOT!!!

After days of persuading, I finally gave in. Now that I think about it, I regret meeting with Will these past few days. It’s not that I hate him or anything but damn! The guy has been pestering me into living with him and his family!

Don’t get me wrong.

I don’t hate them. I mean, they’re Will's family for crying out loud! How could I hate them?

However, I have three reasons why I don’t want to live there.

First, I don’t wanna be a burden.

I know they might not think of me like that, but I know I am.

I am not their responsibility, but they are risking their safety by sheltering and protecting me. And I hate that. I don't want to see them suffer because of me. I might as well suffer alone than drag them to suffer with me.

Second, I hate owing something to someone. Well, I already owe a lot to Will and I don’t want to add more things to the list.

Every time I’m indebted to someone, I just have the strong urge to pay them back right away. You know, for me it’s a matter of pride. And by living with Will and his family, I put my pride on the line. I just hate that: I feel shitty because of it.

Yesterday, I told Will that I would help keep their house, and both Marco and I can be their errand boy/girl while we stay there---you know, so that I won’t feel that indebted to them, but he refused, saying ‘You are our guests and you don’t need to do those things for us.’

Guests, my ass! We’re no guests!

Freeloader is the right word to call us.

Now that I think about it, I really regret telling Will all my worries and asking his help to find Liam. I regret getting him involved. And now his family will also be involved because of me.

I won’t forgive myself if something bad happens to him and his family.

They never deserved to be in this same deep shit I got myself into.

Third reason is I would feel very very very awkward. I don’t know how I will get along with Will’s family. I am not really good at getting along with people.

Well, it's not like I am going to live there just to get along with them all.

Honestly, it doesn't really matter to me whether I will get along well with them or not. But since I will be living with them I should as well try to mix in their little group. I hate to admit this but I need to move in or else, I would drain what is left of my money in that inn.

But how the hell will I talk to them? Do they know I’m the daughter of a Mafia Boss? What do they think of me? What did Will tell them to convince them to take me in? Do they know that their lives are on the line? Will they accept me?

I look at my reflection on the window. I don’t look like a daughter of a Mafia Boss or an heiress to a very rich family. I simply look just like… me.

Me with a metal band tee.

Me with a pair of dark leather pants.

Me with a pair of black studded combat booths.