The Ballerina and her Mafia Boss Kidnapper

Chapter 1

I woke up to the sun shining in my face. My shirt rode up my back causing me to feel a slight chill. I pulled it down and got up from my bed. I wake up at 6 in the morning everyday to practice in the studio before I head off for school. Ballet is my everything. I've been dancing since I was 2 and planned to have a career in it. Whenever I dance, my mind goes away from whatever problems or stress I have. It's an escape. My mother passed when I was 12 and my father along with me and my siblings took it hard. He started drinking and my siblings, Josh and Alice went to me for comfort. They were only 6 and 8 at the time, so I looked after them since my mother's passing. Now they were 12 and 14. I was 18.

I brushed my teeth and grabbed my gel along with my doughnut bun and Bobby pins. I put my hair into a doughnut bun and started doing my makeup. I personally hated makeup. The only time I wear much of it is for competitions. Other than that I do it natural. Some mascara, eyeliner, a little concealer under my eyes, and some light eyeshadow. I grabbed my ballet clothes and put them carefully in my duffle bag along with my water bottle, phone, and my emergency kit. "I think that's everything" I muttered to myself. I grabbed my backpack for school too and set it next to my duffel bag. Time to wake up the kids too. I headed over to Joshes room. His room smelled like dirty gym socks and there was cups all over his dresser that he never washes. "What am I going to do with you" I chuckled. I kissed his forehead and he woke up. "Don't kiss me that's weird" he said clearly upset. I only smirked at him and told him to get ready for school. With that he got up and I left for Alices room. Alice was sleeping peacefully, her face relaxed. I almost felt bad for waking her up, but she couldn't miss school. "Wake up Alice" I whispered into her ear. Her eyes fluttered open, her long eyelashes casting shadows over her cheeks. She looked like a spitting image of me, but younger. Her petite body, eyes, hair. I smile to myself everytime I see her. "I'm up I'm up" she said, sitting up so quick I jumped. "Well someone's excited for school" I laughed. "Yeah me and my friends are presenting a project today and we agreed to meet up early to finish it since we couldn't finish it in class..." Alice talked about her project for what seemed like hours. I realized we had to leave soon and with an amused chuckle I told her to get ready. I put my stuff along with their backpacks in the trunk of my car. It's a 2019 Honda Civic. I saved up for it using some of my college funds because my dad wouldn't buy me one and I really needed one to get places, along with Josh and Alice who I took everywhere. I went back inside and made some eggs and bacon for breakfast. "JOSH ALICE BREAKFEAST IS READY" I yelled. They came barreling down the stairs. "Me first me first!" Alice said. I made her a plate and gave it to her. Josh scowled at her and me and Alice just laughed. After I gave a plate to Josh and served myself, my dad came down. "What's for breakfeast" he said slurred, rubbing his temples. Yep he was hungover again for sure. "Um I made eggs and sausage" I muttered. I was sick of him always neglecting us. I worked to pay the bills on top of ballet and school. He just sat around drinking and eating. I wanted to kick him out, but at the end of the day he's still our father and I couldn't bring myself to do it. I gave him the plate and me, Alice, and Josh went to the car. We piled in and I drove off. I was in college so my class didn't start till 2:00pm. As for Alice and Josh, they were in middle school, 6th and 8th grade. I dropped them off first. "Here we are" I said. They both groaned. "Can we just stay home" Josh said unhappily. "No, you cannot. Your education is very important and I don't want you to miss out on it. Your dream of being a football player won't come true either if you don't keep of your grades." I laughed at him. "Yeah whatever" he said. I popped the trunk and they grabbed their backpacks. "Love you guys have fun" I yelled after them. With that I pulled away. My studio is called "RCDC". It stand for "Rose Caden Dance Company". In case your wondering what Rose Caden is, that's just the name of the owner, my Aunt. I parked my car and walked in, duffle bag and backpack in hand. "Aunt Rose"! I yelled. She came walking down the stairs that led up to the second story of the building, where she lived. "Hey Aspin!"she said, hugging me. " Your about 5 minutes early so get yourself changed for today and I'll open the studio". I walked over to the locker room. Pushing open the door, I walked in. I quickly changed and left, locking  all my clothes away. The studio consisted of about 5 rooms. The main studio where all the regular students danced, the office, the tumbling room, and 2 other smaller studios for individual practice. I walked into my favorite one. It had a window that went all
across the wall and faced the busy street. There was 2 mirrors on the other 2 walls that went across like the window and the other wall had the door and ballet bars. I plugged my phone into the speaker and started one of my playlist. It consisted of all my ballet songs that I used while stretching and warming up. I walked over to the ballet bar and and propped my leg up and bent down, touching my toes. I held it for about a minute and switched legs. Then I started doing tendus to the front, back, and side on each foot. Warming up and stretching took about 30 minutes to 1 hour, depending on how much I felt like doing it. Today I only did 30 because I was anxious and excited to start my new dance routine. It was a piece called "The Broken" and it was about a broken young women who tried to find light in her life after meeting a boy. They ended up falling in love whilst he cured her "brokenness". I personally believed in love since I was a little girl. I've always dreamt of finding the perfect guy who treated me like a princess, loved me, and could raise my kids. But my recent relationship made me doubt I would find such a thing. My ex, Chad, cheated on me because I refused to give him my virginity. It hurt. We only dated for a couple months but I guess I just got too attached and thought we had something. Clearly he thought otherwise. Once I confronted him he said I was too innocent or whatever the hell that means. All because I didn't want to have sex with him. I pushed those thoughts back and started my routine.

I was mid-leap when I felt the presence of eyes staring at me. I landed and started doing a triple purette all the while still feeling like someone was staring at me.  I finished my dance and looked out the window, still in my ending pose of my feet en pointe with one arm above my head and the other below me, my head held high. I dropped out of the pose and continued staring out the window. My gaze quickly met a Cadillac Escalade with dark, tinted windows. I instantly felt chills and wanted to look away but I couldn't. After what felt like ages of just staring, my aunt walked in. "Aspin it's already 1:30! You'll be late for school!" she exclaimed. I gasped and quickly grabbed my duffle bag and ran to the locker room. I shoved my tutu, tights, point shoes, skirt, leotard, and slippers in the bag and zipped it. I changed into a loose floral skirt that was about mid thigh and a matching cropped shirt. My shoes were just white and black sandals and my jewelry was a name necklace and my sliver bangles from pandora. I let my hair out of the bun and combed it with my fingers. After I fixed up my makeup and headed out to my car. Once I walked out the sun blinded me and I put on my sunglasses. Almost immediately I felt that gaze again. I looked for the car I saw earlier, and it was. still. there. My heartbeat quickened and I brushed off the feeling and just started walking down the sidewalk.