chapter 7

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Ashtrids POV
"What do you want?" I ask pissed off that someone ruined my sleep. "I need your help." A voice says. "And who says I should help you. You left me." I snap. "Because im still your father." He snaps back. Hes right. "What does that have to do with shit. You might be my father but you will never be my dad." I grit. "Look i understand we fucked up. But we are in a bad situation right now. We are stuck in a club and I need you to get us out. I know you can please daughter." He pleads. "No." I reply. I hang up and lay back down. Then my phone rings again. "What!" I snap. "Look i know we just made the alliance but I need your help. We found some people who have been killing our men and we have them cornered in a club but I think they just called in some big back up." Axel explains. Groaning I hang up and roll out of bed. I throw on a pair of jeans and a crop top, several of my guns and knives. I wake up Jared and tell him to get ready as well.
Soon we are in my car driving to the club that axel is at. I walk up and the bouncer quickly lets me in. Giving him a forced smile I walk inside. He knows I hate being woke up. As I get inside the music is pounding, alcohol is being spilt everywhere, and bodies grind against each other around me. Quickly I spot Axel, as I walk over towards him I look to where he is staring. And what do you know, there is my beloved mother and father. Huddled in a corner guns drawn and ready to fight. "Im so glad you came their back up could be here any second." Axel yells over the music. "I am their back up." I grit. I stalk over and grab both their hands. I drag them outside and throw them in the back seat. "What are we doing with them!" Jared yells at me. "I dont want to be in the same fucking country as them much less 1 foot away from them! So shut your fucking mouth and do as your told!" I order. Axel walks over, glaring at me. "What are you doing? Are you helping them? I just told you that they have been killing our men!" He shouts. "Ok first.. The next person to yell at me is getting shot. Second.. Jared call the mansion and have everyone awake now! Third follow us to the mansion. We have some talking to do." I order. As I walk away I hear him mutter "yeah we do." I grit my teeth and walk away.
As soon as I get into the car my "father" begins to yell at me. "I wouldnt so that. She just said the next person to yell at her is getting shot." Jared warns. "Shut the fuck up! you stupid bitch! Sleeping with the enemies I see." He yells. Without thinking i grab a gun and shoot him in the leg, then I turn around and and drive to the mansion.
My uncles stand outside and on alert as we pull in. I get out and order guards to grab the people in the back. "Get your hands off me! Dont you know who I am!" My mother shouts. "I am the queen of the Mafia." She shouts again. I stop and so does everyone else. My uncles glare at them and the guards stand still.. Emotionless. Axel and the red roses stare, eyes wide. Slowly I turn around. My face emotionless. "You lost that title the moment you left. I am the Queen of the Mafia. And you.." I look her up and down. "You are nothing but a peasant." Turning around I walk into the mansion. "Take them to the hole, I don't want to see or hear them." I order. Then i walk up stairs and into grandfathers bedroom. Which is untouched but still mine now. I flop onto the bed and lay there.
"I thought you said we had to talk." Axel says from my door way. "Shut up and let me sleep." "If you value your life.. You'll let her sleep. We need to take care of them before she wakes." Ezra says. Before long I hear their foot steps fading away. And slowly all my troubles at the moment slip away. I cuddle into the sheets that smell like grandfathers cologne. He is the only man I have ever met that wears it. And its my favorite. I bring the pillow into me and wrap myself around it. The blankets are pulled over me and the lights are switched off. The door closes and soon I fall into a deep dreamless sleep to the music of my parents screams of help and pain.

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