A Touch Of Emerald

ew, why are u on the floor?

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT WHAT THE FUCK."

"BITCH I WILL EAT MY BREAKFAST OFF THE FLOOR IF I WANT TO."

"Thats fucking disgusting." i pipe in. This happens almost every day, Dylan will somehow manage to drop his breakfast on the floor and Scarlett, who is one of our other members will scold him for it. This morning isn't any different since Dylan is currently eating scrambled eggs off the marble floor.

"YOUR'E FUCKING DISGUSTING." He retorts. Ive learned to adjust to his not so light humor, so I'm really not bothered by his bitch attitude.

"HEY, DON'T CALL HER DISGUSTING YOU ASSHOLE." Scarlett defends.And this goes on until I'm done with my breakfast and decide to start my day, walking out of the family house while still hearing those two bickering, i roll my eyes, i swear those two have so much sexual tension it makes me want to gag.

Waking into the main house, i walk up to my room and pick out my outfit, a black tank top with blue ripped skinny jeans, and a grey hoodie. After putting my clothes on i walk over to my mirror and put my hair into a pony tail, while doing so, i noticed my brand thats just on the side of my neck, below my ear. I run my fingers over it while going back to the day i got it, it definitely wasn't fun.

But those are the rules, every Mafia member must get branded by the age of 16 and only then can they start participating in the Mafia's activities.Each Mafia has a different symbol the represents them. The Italian's Symbol was very unique, it resembles a fire, it represents strength, loyalty, and richeousnes. I then opted to let my hair down.

Since I'm starting my new mission today i decided that having a brand on full display might blow my cover a little bit. I roll my eyes and walk downstairs where I'm greeted by my father.

"Ready for you're big day kid?" He teases.

I give him a blank look to which he just laughs at.THIS was my punishment, not only did i have to clean up after everybody at dinner, but i was also on probation for a month, and now that he finally lets me go on a mission, he makes sure its one i wont enjoy. Going undercover isn't something i enjoy, because it means multiple things, one being that it probably wont be a short mission, that and i need to make friends so i don't look suspicious, and I'm not exactly the most social person.

But it was a mission nonetheless so i really can't complain.Rolling my eyes at him i quickly bid him a farewell and decided to take angel on this one, her shiny black coat greeting me the minute i walked into the garage. I started the car and pulled out of the driveway and stopped right in front of the house where Scarlett and Dylan were already waiting, I roll down my window as Dylan hands me all my stuff.

"Right, so here are your ID's and a new phone, laptop whatever."He mumbles, sounding pretty mad which i know for a fact is because of the girl standing right next to him.

She pushes him out of the way,(pretty aggressively) and gives me an innocent smile while she hands me my file.

"Thanks, scar." I say, trying my best to suppress my laugh.

"Yep, no problem!" She replies with a smile."Good Luck!"

I might need it.

I give her a smile as i start the car up again and the minute i start moving, i look at my rearview mirror to see that Dylan was currently ass down on the floor with a pretty pissed off expression.

"Ew, why are you on the floor?"

"Fuck you."

yup... these are the people i choose to associate myself with.