a mafia story (A New Generation)

the truth

A/n
Do I even need to warn you again?
Yes?
Okay. This chapter contains violence and sexual assault, do not read if you struggle with anxiety, depression or PTSD. Thankyou! FINAL WARNING!

I swing the door open and run to my room, I don't even bother to take my heels off.
I fling myself onto my bed. I burst into tears.

Rocco comes running into my room.
"Did that scum bag do anything to you?!?" He yells.

"No, I'm fine!" I scream.

"You don't seem fine Rave." He sits down at the edge of my bed.

"I told you I'm fine Rocco, leave me alone!" I say as I hug my pillow.

"No, you're not fine..." Rocco completely calls me out.

"You're right, I'm not..." I cry even more.

"What's wrong?" He asks as he puts his hand on my shoulder.

"I- I can't escape him roc." I say in between sniffles.

"Escape who?" Rocco asks.

"Jake." I say as I sit up to look at Rocco.

"Who is jake?" He gives me a puzzled look.

"He- He is the one- the one-" I can barely make the words out.

"The one?" Rocco asks.

"The one that kidnapped me..." I say trying not to break down even more.

"What?!" Rocco looks at me angry.
"What happened raven?" I can tell he's trying to keep his composure.

"I may not see him in reality, but I see him in my mind Rocco..." I begin to shake.

"What did he do to you raven?" Rocco asks as he passes me a tissue.

"He abused me. He hurt me in more ways I can count.." I tell him.

"I'm gonna need more than that raven..." Rocco says crossing his arms.

"He- he wanted me to kill you Rocco.." I break down in tears again.

"Oh raven, What happened?" Rocco gives me a pitiful look.

"I'll tell you from the beginning..." I say as I wipe my tears.

"A year After jake kidnapped me we moved, Jake raped  me  for the first time when I had just turned 13 and locked me in my room for about 3 weeks. When jake finally let me out of my room he began to train me even more. He would torture me  he would tie me up with metal wires and leave me for hours without food or water.
The days I did get off were based on the fact that jake wanted to sleep with me or he wanted me to clean the house.

After another year I felt no physical pain.
He wanted to create a weapon and he seceded. He would force me to kill people, innocent people, children even.
If I didn't listen I would be punished.
Those punishments were the absolute worst, he would bring down at least 4 other males down into the basement to beat me for hours. Then after they would all get to have a turn with me...

They would have their 'fun' and leave me to cry for hours. I can't get all those innocent people out of my head. I can't get jake out of my head telling me to shoot. I just can't..." I cry even more and curl up into Rocco's arms.

"Shhh, raven Its going to be okay." Rocco rocks me back and forth.

"He wanted me to kill you."
"He wanted me to kill you."
"He wanted me to kill you." I say over and over.

"Hey, I'm here." Rocco trys to calm me.

"When I turned 15 jake said he had a surprise for me. He showed me a picture...
It was you, you were playing at the skate park.
He wanted me to kill you.

That's when I ran, I couldn't take it anymore rocco." I continue to cry.

"Raven? Does mom and dad know about this?" Rocco asks.

"I was going to tell them, but then they went missing..." I say.

"Do you think that jake has something to do with it?" Rocco asks trying to keep calm, I know he's really angry and frustrated right now.

"I-I don't know..." I reply.

"Okay. It's going to be okay." Rocco says and rocks me some more.

I soon fall asleep in Roccos arms.

The next day

Rocco fell asleep next to me. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, I ran the shower and got in. Mixed emotions ran through my brain. I have no idea what I'm going to do. I feel so lost.

I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around myself. I walk into my walk in closet and look at myself in the mirror, I see all my scars, I had tried to cover them with tattoos but some still show through. Its times like this when I'm disgusted with them.

I pick out an outfit. Grey sweats and a black crop top.

I walk out of the walk in closet and I see Rocco standing there.

"I just got word about a mafia ball that we are supposed to go to next week..." he says crossing his arms.

"You mean the annual mafia ball? We really got invited to it?" I ask surprised. The mafia ball was where mom and dad confessed there love... it was always my dream as a kids to meet my true love there...

"Yes that one, mafia leaders all around the world are invited." Rocco says.

"Okay, we will get Tristan out before then so you have a date..." I wink at him. The annual mafia ball is a place to discuss business, but there is also food and dancing aswell. There is a strict no fighting rule so kids are also welcome and are able to play and talk to other children from other mafias.

"Okay, call up Spencer..." Rocco says anxiously.

"Okay, I will." I reply.

It's time for a round two.