Angel's Lie (Mafia)

Shopping With Sylvia

I could not sleep at all last night. My mind kept going back to Grayson and how he was right, but what's more important is that my father is part of the mafia. Has he killed people before? What I can tell so far is that he ships drugs -illegal drugs- in and out of the state and country. Who else knows about this? It's all starting to make sense. Bruno and Carlo are always working with father so that must mean they are part of the mafia too. This is crazy, my whole family is part of the mafia and I had no idea this whole time. 

Sylvia knocks on my door and walks in. I'm standing next to my window which overlooks the garden I had when I was younger. Thankfully the groundkeeper kept it looking beautiful. 

"Goodmorning Angelica, breakfast will be ready soon. Your father has a meeting after breakfast so I was thinking we can do some shopping today."

Does Sylvia know? She has to, she's one of the only people father ever trust inside of his study when he's having a meeting. She has had to overhear them talking about it. I turn to look at her and see the bright smile on her face. I feel weird talking to her now, I can't place this feeling. I just don't feel...safe.

"Um, yeah I don't feel that well and was maybe thinking about hanging around here all day, maybe read a little." I lie.

"What?" She comes over and feels my forehead as I tense up. "You dont feel warm or anything, I was hoping you would come with me so you can help me pick out a dress. I have a date with Nicolo later this week."

She looks in my eyes desperately begging for me to agree so I put on the best fake smile and tell her I will company her. I tell her I'll meet her downstairs for breakfast after I'm done getting ready. 

After changing into jeans and a T-shirt I drag my feet downstairs dreading sitting at a table with liars. As I approach the kitchen I hear them whispering, part of me want to hide behind the wall and listen in on their conversation but the other part of me doesn't care anymore about all of this. I wish I was back in California with grandma. I wonder if grandma knows. The company is a family business that has been passed down or generations. Was it always part of the mafia? Maybe father just started all of this.

I turn the corner and everyone looks up at me. Sylvia continues heaping food on to everyone's plates while Bruno and Angelo pick up their phones. 

"Good morning Angel, do you feel better?" Father ask me. 

I can't seem to meet his eyes or anyone's eyes. I notice Angelo and Bruno keep looking at each other. I wonder if they are texting each other. 

"Yes, I just needed some rest, I guess remeeting people from your childhood is exhausting." I fake a laugh as I sit down and dig into my breakfast. French toast and fresh fruit, my favorite.

"Well now I feel bad, tonight there will be a dinner held here." this caught my attention as I finally looked my father in the eye. "Nothing too big, just dinner with a business partner. You will be joining us, wear something nice and be on your best behavior. It has come to my understandings that you and Sylvia are going shopping today so use that opportunity to buy yourself a nice dress for dinner tonight."

I don't want to see any of his business partners. His "business" is fake so does that mean his business partners are part of the mafia too? I suddenly lose my appetite. I politely smile and excuse myself from breakfast after telling Sylvia I was going to change and meet her in the car. I quickly run upstairs and catch my breath. I dont want to go to dinner, and I dont want to go shopping with Sylvia. I want to stay home and process everything that is happening right now in my life, but I know if I dont go shopping both father and Sylvia will be on my case.