Looking up, Gio has a concerned look on his face. "Are you okay? You're extremely pale."
"I'm fine, just need to eat something." I try to brush him off.
"When was the last time you ate?" he questions
"When I went out with Lucas." I mumble
"What about sleep?"
"Friday night with Luci." he gasps.
"What have you been doing?"
"Working I had a lot to catch up on and I also watched some Netflix." I explain.
"You neglected your health for work. il mio amore my baby I will make you food now. Anything in particular you want, what do you want?" he rushes running around trying to find food.
"Just a sandwich." I shrug
"No that's not enough."
"Just a sandwich please"
"Why don't you eat much?" he questions
*flashback*
I was 12 walking down a dark alley when 4 guys were drunk following me i was trying to get home. they are whistling and catcalling me, i walk a bit faster. but am stopped by a dead end. fuck.
"what's up little missy?"
"Hey sexy thing"
"Come here baby"
"You wanna warm me up"
luckily, I have my gun on me. I pull it out shooting all four guys in their heads and chests emptying the clip. Pulling out the phone I just got from Asher, I was going to call him. Just as I was about to there was the sounds of sirens. I managed to crawl through a gap in the fence at the dead-end. once i crawl through i run and run until i am caught by someone. I feel strong arms grip my wrists and i get pulled into a hard chest keeping me still. I pull trying to get away but get pulled into a dark alley, and police officers and sirens run past.
"thankyou" i mumble as his hands loosen. i pull out of his grip turning to face him, it was a tall man with black hair and near black eyes. we are surrounded by darkness and I can barely make out his features.
"Your too light and too weak. do your parents even feed you?" he sneers
"non sono affari tuoi, ora ti fa incazzare la testa di cazzo." I huff out, I was about to turn around when what he says next stops me in my tracks.
(That is none of your business now piss off you dick head.)
*End flashback*
"Because I can't eat, I struggle to. but when I do eat I can fuckin eat a lot. I always went out and got my own food with the money I made. I could never trust sir or ma'am to feed me they only gave me food every few days" he sighs sorrowfully.
"I think you're underweight, you may be strong but you have no fuckin mass to you." I feign fake shock and gasp.
"Well, I guess I should eat more than," I already know how this will go. "you're going to tell Ace and then he will tell the others. Then all of you are going to force me to eat everything in sight." I roll my eyes which makes him chuckle
"Bang on the money." he places a sandwich in front of me, leaving me to eat. After I've eaten, I go upstairs and try to sleep.
I don't know how long I was trying but it felt like hours to sleep. I was about to check the time on my phone before remembering I smashed my phone and I'm pretty sure Ace has it. standing up, I head down the hall. I open the door at the end of the hall. Ace is sitting at a desk in the corner on a laptop. He turns to the door when he hears it open.
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Broken
Teen FictionA broken girl who fights all her own battles, alone. she owns her own mafia and people see her as sadistic, heartless and cruel. no one has ever seen the real her broken and in pain. Her adoptive parents are brutal and abusive, the only people that...
