The Mafia's Whore

Chapter 3:The Girl Who Yelped For "Help"

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Chapter 3: The Girl Who Yelped For "Help"

"Just take me to heaven and take away this pain." Amelia yelled loudly in the middle of a very chaotic school cafeteria, but her words had seemed to silence everyone. Her head was laid on the table still hurting from the hang over from yesterday, I rolled my eyes and looked around and everyone looked away not daring to stare but remained silence.

"I am sure there is no show going around here, so open your gob and start talking." I yelled, which instantly made everyone continue to talk. I slouched back into my chair, sipping my juice.
"I certainly was not the one who chugged down five whole shots of vodka." I spoke sarcasm laced in my tone, I groaned as she slapped my arms and I rubbed the area she had hit.

"Yeah well I was the one who lost a bet." She groaned, I kicked her feet making her shut up instantly. But what had been said had been heard, Anastasia looked between the two of us with a suspicious look.
"You didn't." She dared. We both giggled uncomfortably, Amelia's headache long forgotten as we stared at Anastasia guiltily.

"You bet on my relationship, I am going to murder you." She yells as me and Amelia ran off with a scary looking Anastasia behind us.
"This is so your fault." Amelia yelled, as we ran to the second floor of the building.
"Is not. You started the bet." I yelled back she was about to say something when I bumped into someone and I began to fall backwards, arms instantly wrapped around me and I looked at the very familiar looking guy.

"Harold, My saviour." I spoke, as I stood up. His hair was messy, and he had not worn a top as he had just finished his football training. His friends behind him, all staring at us as if we were ghost.
"Why are you running as if you have seen a ghost?" He questioned ignoring what I had called him, at the mention me and Amelia exchanged looks.

"She made a bet on Anastasia's relationship." We both yelled pointing at each other,
"Did not." We both yelled once again.
"Great now you both made a bet on Anastasia's relationship and now your running?" A guy from Harold's friendship group called Charlie Martins spoke up.

"Your so smart Martins." I spat out sarcastically, I watched him roll his eyes but remain silent.
"Today's traditional Friday don't forget." Harold pointed out, I rolled my eyes.
"How can I forget what we have been doing for the past thirteen years." I spoke, my fingers pull at his hair, as he slaps it away. Me and Harold have this traditional Friday where we would sleep at each other's house, spend time and no one was allowed to ruin that.

"It's been a while, it does not take twenty minutes to get from down stairs to the second floor?" Amelia questioned, I nodded my head and signalled to check it out waving a good bye we made our way down the same way we had came up.

"Baby I had missed you." Came Colin's voice as he had Anastasia trapped in his arms, caged to the wall with his face on her neck.
"And we were also missing you too, my baby." Amelia cooed approaching him and pinching his cheeks, and I smirked approaching him as well.
" I missed our smoochy." I gushed, I watched him roll his eyes at the two of us and slap the hands of Amelia.

"I'll see you later Asia." He whispered pecking her forehead and walk away, but not before sending a glare our way.
"So your finally stopped running." Anastasia's voice brought us back to her, she slapped the two of us in the head before walking away and we hurried beside her.

"So I had received a message earlier, the bride maids dresses are ready to collect." I spoke, which made Anastasia and Amelia instantly squeal in excitement and jump clapping their hands.
"I can not wait to try it on, I brought a matching choker necklace and earrings." Anastasia spoke, a bright smile on her face and her eyes were lit up in happiness.

It was weird how they were more excited for my wedding then I am myself, arranged marriage was just not my cup of tea but I was very much clear from a young age that I was going to get married to Harold. It was an benefit that he was my bestfriend, he knew me like an open book and I knew him.

"I brought a Swarovski necklace, it has perls all around and then the diamond necklace begins." Amelia bragged about her expensive branded necklace, coming from a very rich background money was never a problem. Anastasia was the daughter of my mothers best friend Emma, so she was part of the Mafia. However, Amelia was the daughter of a rich billionaire she had grown up with me so she knew about the Mafia but had taken the oath of secrecy, which meant she was not allowed to mention about it to anyone.

"No way, the latest one out?" Anastasia asked which in return Amelia nodded.
"I thought you were going to wait and buy it together?" I questioned, Amelia gave the two of us a guilty smile.
"I could not control myself, it was on every page I turned too, I promise. It was calling me to buy it and before I knew it I had brought it and it was in my hands so gentle and beautiful." Amelia spoke exaggerating everything, I looked at Anastasia and we both rolled our eyes at the drama queen.

"Fine, then it safe to say that me and Anastasia brought the same pair of Christian Louboutin shoes, you know the silver one." I spoke, the look of shock passed Amelia's eyes.
"You did not." She yelled, me and Anastasia shrugged our shoulders and smirked.
"Ohh but we did." Anastasia responded back to her, Amelia glared at the two of us.

"You both are-" The voice was muffled by the loud bell ringing, it was extremely loud and could burst our ear drums. It was the signal that lunch was over and time to go back to hell... aka lesson.