The Bad Girl's Fight

Mystery Man

V'S POV:

What the actual fuck. What. The. Actual. Fuck. 

Diablo, the bastard, had taken me back to where it had all begun. Life was ironic like that, people who are cursed like I am just cannot get away from all the shit they try to leave behind them.

I had run for months, never looking back; not since watching my childhood home bursting into flames along with everything I knew and everything I loved. 

Family - GONE.

Happiness - GONE.

Comfort and safety - GONE.

All because some dickhead, not pointing any fingers *ehum Diablo ehum*, couldn't deal with the fact that daddy preferred to hand the business down to his brother. Yes. I have been doing my homework, and I knew exactly why this asshole couldn't seem to leave me alone. Kills my family to gain a title that wasn't his, now he wants to end me because he couldn't do it the first time he tried! Jesus, mafia men are rather obsessive, especially Devil Dick in the corner - why couldn't he just leave me alone? When will the guy learn to move on?!

It took me a few moments for me to soak in the sight in front of me; soot-blackened building, dead grass surrounding it's circumference, home sweet home. Sigh. If Diablo thought he'd get a reaction out of me, he was right - I'm gonna tear him a new one, then I'm gonna fucking beat him to a pulp.

I stare straight into his cold, evil eyes and pop the fuck off. "YOU LITTLE-" I had just kicked off and do you want to know what the Devil Dick did? He only went and kissed me. I know, I didn't see it coming either. I mean, I stand in the way of the only thing he's ever wanted so, logically, you'd think the guy would hate me. Sigh. I'm sighing quite a lot these days. Sigh. Maybe this isn't the job for me... Haha yeah you thought! Imagine me sat at a desk or counting other peoples' money! Anyway, what were we talking about? Oh, shit yea, Diablo's kissing me. Sigh. I'm irresistible aren't I? Oh the life I must live! Why?! Why?!

Having had enough of his dry ass, cracked lips I knee him in the jewels. "OW YOU FUCKING BITCH-" 

Sorry let's put a pause on that. Right, a question for the jury, do I look like a fucking bitch to you? Tell it to me quick and straight, don't worry, I can handle it! No? Oh really then... sounds like his problem to me then, not mine. Sigh. Some people are stupid.

"Uh yeah dude Imma stop you right there. I'm the 'fucking bitch'? See I find that pretty unbelievable; I clearly remember you enjoying my luscious lips just a moment ago, without consent might I add, and I'm the bitch? Yeah I think the fuck not". And that was the end of V. Jokes he kissed me again. Sigh. Stupid I tell you, stupid.

Diablo quickly detached his first-kiss stealing lips from me and smiled a sick smile. "See? Isn't that much better men? The perfect way to shut a fucking bitch right up." Is this man stupid? Oh, wait. We already answered that question. Yes. He's stupid. "I'm going to assume you just had a stroke and you didn't just try to kiss me again, K?" Here's another tip incase you find yourself kidnapped like moi, try not to anger the stupid guy in the room, he'll be the one to punch you the quickest - stupid, kidnapping men have no reservations when it comes to punching the smart girl. We make them feel less than, so they resort to violence to compensate for their lack of brains. Pretty sad really. "And I'm going to pretend you didn't chat back to me, k little girl?" Take it on the chin and bare it. Right. 

Diablo directed his men and I found myself being dragged into the scorched building that I used to call home. It's so strange actually seeing the place that has only been in my dreams for so long. It was strange, and very unsettling. Diablo had replaced every happy memory from this place with the image of my mom bleeding out in the kitchen, and her staring. Not even blinking once - dead. When I saw the ugly orange rug on the floor by the sink, I no longer saw dad arguing with mom for spending way too much on the thing. No, Instead, I saw dad reduced to tears for the first time while holding mom who was either dying or dead already. Diablo pulled me out of my thoughts with a tap on the ass. "Right, princess, Peppy here is going to take you to your bedroom where you'll find the dress I want you to change into!" With that he turned around and headed downstairs to the basement. "Wait! Why do I need a dress?" I mean seriously, what's wrong with what I'm wearing? And what's it to him? Surely I'll be spending the duration of my time here in a cell in Dad's basement? (As much as Dad tried to keep me from going down there, 9 year old V needed to know what 'Santa' was getting her for Christmas. And she didn't find an iPad down there that's for sure.) "Dinner, Sweetheart."