Diavalo. A name that could strike fear into anyone in a 70 mile radius of the massive gated mansion.
Danica Diavalo was taken from her home at the age of 5, brainwashed into believing whatever her 'father' fed I to her young mind.
Including the fa...
"What's wrong Allister? Can't catch a minor?" I yelled back teasingly, smiling cheekily just for the hell of it.
"We've caught you many times don't forget that!"
"Yeah sure" I mumbled half-heartedly not expecting to be um- caught in the next 5 minutes.
••••••
"I just wanna know where she got the damn dagger"
" I ain't telling shit till Fiona get here"
"Fiona's not your guardian Diavalo"
"Might as well be" I mumbled slouching down in my seat hooking my fingers around each other repeatedly.
"Alright look here since you won't call your old man we got an um- Donovan?" Allister looked expectedly at me.
I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion
"Who the hell is that?" I asked leaning forward
"From our files seems like a brother"
Ok great more confusion
"I don't have any brothers" I stated simply
"Files say different I'm calling them"
"Hey what if they're a fucking hacker or some shit?!"
"So are you Diavalo, so are you" Allister trailed off leaving my alone in the room handcuffed to the table.
Why? I don't know this isn't A Fall from Grace
•••••••
The door behind me opened and in walked a man with a crisp black suit on.
I raised an eyebrow at his attire
Who the hell wears that except for Ste- Jimmy
"I presume your my brother"
"Yes Danica I am"
I slightly flinched at that name resulting in him raising his own eyebrow in question.
"Alright so can you can me out of these?" I asked rattling the cuffs restraining my wrists knowing damn well they took my Bobby pin out of my hair the minute I walked in the station.
"I can but I would like to ask a few questions myself"
"Oh fuck you an undercover?"
He seemed taken back at my choice of words but replaced that with a light ghost of a smirk on his face.
"No, nor will I ever be. Police give me the creeps I'm fucking Italian it doesn't work"
"Anyways do you remember your other brothers?"
"Ian, Lip, Carl, Melo and Liam?"
He lightly chuckles at my answer and starts to talk
"No, not the Gallagher's
How the hell did he know-
"I mean the brothers by your last name"
"I didn't even know who you were till 4 fucking minutes ago"
"That's alright, you'll find out soon enough" He says smirking before taking long strides towards the door confidence radiating off him.
Yeah, ok just leave me in here I'm totally not starving-
Before I could finish my thoughts I notice a Bobby Pin in front of me the exact place Donovan's hands would were placed.
I smirked before jumping at the chance of getting out of the cuffs and sliding the Bobby Pin back in my hair.
The door opens once again to reveal Donovan once more.
I slide the left cuff off my hand before brushing past him and walking briskly out the door knowing he would catch up cause he's a human incarnation of Daddy Long Legs.
"So... where are we going?" I asked running a hand through my hair.
"Your house then mine" He answered fishing out something in his pocket
"Ok... so where's yours?"
"California"
Homeboy said what-
Vivianna Speaks!
Ok so Danica's style is going to slightly transition form crop-tops and jeans to more of a street wear approach.
And yes that is her outfit up top.
AND YES THE GALLAGHERS METIONED IN THIS ARE THE SAME GALLAGHERS FROM SHAMELESS US
I knew I'd never have the patience to write a Shameless fanfic so I just incorporated it in here
She do be smart doe- 🤭
Meme👇🏾
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