LUCI

16 - Confusion

Confusion

~ Uncertainty about what is happening, intended, or required ~

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I have so many questions about what is going on. I'm confused how Paul found out about who Nico was. He was so well hidden and he was always 'loyal' to Paul without breaking Omertà so I have no idea how he was discovered as a traitor.

"Get up! We are going on a little trip" I hear someone shouting at me. Not just anybody though. Paul.

"Your like a diarrhoea" I whisper "You just appear out of nowhere and you're a pain in my ass" I chuckle to myself as I reluctantly stand up from the corner I was sleeping in and walk over to Paul.

"You might want to watch your mouth. You know I could kill you if I wanted to" He sneers. He takes me by the arm, rather forcefully, and drags me out of the cell.

"You probably couldn't kill me if you wanted to. I know you don't have that kind of power. I know that someone controls you" I taunt. I probably am going to get myself killed but I can't help but talk back to Paul. It gives me comfort. Which is bizarre considering my situation right now.

Paul looks at me angrily before he punches me in the face causing me to let out a cry of pain. Damn. This bitch has a mean punch. "I told you. I don't want to hear any of your smart mouth" He sighs. "This all will be easier for you if you just shut up. I have permission to hurt you if you get out of hand but you are correct, I may not kill you"

"Where are we going?" I ask politely, trying not to get myself punched again. He really did hurt me. Fuck.

"You need a makeover so that we can leave and none of your boyfriends men can recognise you when we leave"

"He's not my boyfriend" I shout defensively.

"That's not what he said at my party" Paul laughs.

I'm taken through a series of doors before we reach a room that looks like a hairdressers. I am shoved into a seat and handcuffed to it. "Just incase you try and run" Paul tells me. I mean I wouldn't try and run, or would I? I came here by myself, I wasn't forced here but I can say that I regret that decision. I am glad Nico is alive but I think Luci was right. Maybe there was a better way to do it.

"I have a question" I state just before Paul leaves the room.

"What is it Emma? I have things to do" He glares at me. Ugh his face is so annoying.

"What do you want with me?" I'm nervous of the answer but I need to know. He said that we are going to leave but to where? With who?

"I don't want anything to do with you and that's the problem" He sighs. "However I need something from that boyfriend of yours and he won't give it"

"What do you want from him?" I ask, ignoring that fact that he just called Luci my boyfriend. Again. I mean it does make me feel all giddy inside but that's not important right now.

"He killed my bosses men because we took something from him. We now want money or we will go after his men. Having you should speed the process along" He has this sick smile on his face. It makes me sick to the stomach to look at his face right now. "Right, I must be off. I will see you later"

Okay, so the American Mafia messed up so Luci got revenge and now they want revenge because of the original revenge?

All this mafia stuff is so confusing.

Paul says nothing else as he leaves the room, leaving me alone. I'm handcuffed to this chair which means I can't go anywhere so I guess I just have to wait for someone. It doesn't take a long before a short blonde woman enters the room with a box of things in her hands.

"Apologies that I took so long dear. I assume Paul never told you what we have to do so I will explain. You need to change your hair colour and length and then we need to put some coloured contacts in and change your outfit"

"I'm not letting you cut my hair" I state as coldly as I could. Although she was being nice I didn't trust her. Not one bit.

"I thought you would say that so I bought some wigs" She smiles kindly.

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I've now got a short brown wig on with brown coloured contacts in. I look like a completely different person. I know that I'm supposed to look different but I hate it. I also look like a prostitute in the outfit I'm wearing. I have on a short black skirt and a nude coloured halter neck top that comes a little too low for my liking. I hate wearing clothed like this. I like my joggers and baggy hoodies.

"Hurry up. Your falling behind" I hear Paul's cold voice shout at me. He told me that he is taking me to meet the boss but as we were leaving the 'hive', so I had to look different. Apparently Luci might have men looking for me, I was supposed to look like some girl that Paul had just picked up, which grossed me out. I mean I looked different but if you looked close enough then you could tell it was still me, Emma Greene.

We had been driving in a car for about an hour before Paul dragged me out of the car and was now making walk down this dirt path towards an old looking house. Don't get me wrong it was beautiful but it wasn't very modern like all of the houses I've seen recently. Here I go again with the weird building fetish. God I'm so weird!

I hasten my pace to keep up with Paul. I am getting nervous now as I am meeting the boss. I had always thought it was Paul but when Nico told me it wasn't, I got confused. Paul seemed like he was but then again that's just because I don't like him and I needed a reason to hate him. You would automatically hate the leader of your rival Mafia.

There is one mafia leader I don't hate though.

We reach the front door of the house to which a few guards opened up the doors. They clearly recognised Paul which means he cam here often or he was quite high up in the American Mafia pecking order. From what I can see, the house is defiantly lived in. It feels homely when you step into it. Paul grabs my wrist, dragging me down a hallway. After walking for what seems like ages we reach a large door to which Paul knocks.

I hear a familiar feminine voice from behind the door, "Enter"

I follow Paul through the door and look up to see who is standing at the desk. I actually cannot believe my eyes. I swear my life couldn't get more confusing or any weirder but I think it just did.

I would recognise this person anywhere. That brown hair, those blue eyes. I have those blue eyes! My jaw opens and closes a few times as I try to get the words out but nothing it happening. I'm so shocked and confused right not that I'm literally a peach less.

Finally I manage to speak but it's not much.

"Mom?"

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