MY head hurts so so bad. I want to die. I'd just finished my math exam. My mouth still feels like I have a cotton but on my tongue.
"Why again did I agree to go partying a day before finals? "I asked myself as I walk back to my dorm. Lydia and Chloe already finished and submitted early, my guess? To go back to the dorms and sleep. It was my plan as well.And opening the door I guessed right, Lydia was lying halfway on her bed the lower part of her was on the floor. And Chloe?? I can't say, her neck was in a really awkward position.
And they were still both in their uniform guess they didn't have time to change.And I did the same flinging my backpack by my bed I got in and snuggled my pillow.
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Someone was shaking my shoulder. "Dee" please leave me alone. "Dee!" Maybe if I ignored her, she'd leave me alone. "Wake up Dolores or so help me God, I'll give you a bath." "Urgh! Fine" I said getting up.Lydia was standing in front of me her golden blond hair was a mess. Chloe came out of the bathroom holding a bowl of water.
"No need for the water, I'm up already" I said raising both hands in surrender.
"We gotta talk" she said placing the bowl on a chair.
"Alright", I said folding my legs.
"So last night rocked big time" that was Lydia.
"Uh hu?"
"What happened?" Chloe said in a no-nonsense voice.
"We were so worried I thought someone kidnapped you or something. Number one rule of girl time, stick together" Chloe scolded. "I'm sorry okay." What do I tell them?"And then those hot guys in suit almost manhandled us to that car saying they were taking us to you. I thought I was being kidnapped!"
"Am sorry, okay" I said in a small voice, what am I gonna tell them?
"You were there one second and the next? Boom! We were worried sick. I for one thought you've been kidnapped or dead somewhere in a ditch." Chloe scolded.
"I second that" Lydia said waving her hand.
We both turned towards her and glared.
"I'm really sorry, I got in a bit of a problem." I need to think of something fast, can't really tell them about the family.
After the empty lot last night, the drive back with dark and dangerous and yes, I decided to call him that from now on. Dark cause everything was dark about him, from his charcoal hair to the black on black suit that hugged his muscled arms. And for dangerous, didn't need anyone to tell me that he was dangerous, hell everything about him screamed danger, Was a very quiet on. More like I was trying really hard not so freak out and scream bloody murder. I had also wanted to ask him where he was taking me then decided against it.When he pulled over there was another SUV in front of us. There i found Chloe and Lydia they seemed frightened and as i got out from the car they did the same and after asking if i was alright we strolled back to the academy and tip toed to our dorm.
I was asleep before my head hit my pillow but not before I got a 'you-are-so-explaining-yourself-look from Chloe. Which brings me back to this conversation. They gave me a look that screamed 'well'."My cousin saw me and the she was going to tell my parents" I decide to go with the truth, or parts of it anyways.
"Whoa! You mean that blonde?" Lydia asked. I nodded my head. "No offence but she looked like a whore" Lyd said. "Non taken, she's a grade A Bitch" I scoffed out. "Anyway, the owner of the club is friends with my family so he gave me a ride" could I come up with a better excuse? No way they were going to buy that."Mmm that makes sense" Chloe said nodding her head.
It does?! I try to keep a neutral expression."But seriously Dee, you never told us you knew so many hot guys. I mean that makes sense! You never swoon over cute guys here at the academy because you've seen more hotter guys!" Lydia all but yelled.
"That is so true for a while there I was wondering if you didn't have ovaries" Chloe deadpans with a flip of her hair.
"That is so so gross" I said as we all burst out laughing.
"But really if I wasn't freaking out of over the whole kidnapping thing, I would have jumped one of them" both Chloe and I stared at Lydia.
"What? Don't tell me you haven't fantasize about being Kidnapped and have wild animalistic sex by a guy who looks like a Greek god" she said with wide eyes.
"What!" I screamed and the laughter continued.
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"And let the packing begin!" Chloe said with a fake French accent.
"Argg!" Lydia scoffed. I laughed shaking my head and walking to my closet. Good thing I didn't have much clothes. After a very gross conversation with my friends about sexual fantasies we got hungry and went to the dinner Hall. Chloe and Lydia pulled me to the 'rich' kids table where I'd seen Michael again. He asked me why I didn't come back to the party after my visit to the washroom. I'd told him that Lydia and Chloe wanted to go back to the academy so we left. After that there was an exchange of contacts. Sharing hugs and kisses as everyone said their goodbyes. Some students were even wiping teary faces. Making plans to hangout. It was a little sad. Now we were back in our dorm rooms to pack because everyone will be vacating the academy tomorrow. My clothes mainly consisted of tank tops, crop tops, and sweat shirts. A lot of shorts, leggings and sweat pants. This is one of the times I was glad I didn't own a huge wardrobe like my friends especially Lydia. The only problem will be my art supplies. I swear I had no idea they were so many. "Well, I'd have to throw them away." I shrugged. After throwing out what I didn't need which turned out to be a lot. I strolled into my dorm and made a bee line for my bed. "You done?" Lydia asked zipping up her fifth suitcase exhaling. "Hm" I nodded my head and fell on my bed. "Night Dee" "Night Lyd" and I fell into a deep slumber.My uncle was right, everything will change from now on, the Grecos, Mendoza, and the Oriente arms of the New York Families are no more. Though we weren't particularly friendly with the other two, it wasn't required for the business. The Greco’s however have always been closely allied with the Salvatores, it wasn’t because of that friendship that Julio was my father's right hand and his father before him, as capo it was my decision to choose my right hand, but for decades, that honor belonged to the Greco’s, until Julio fucked it up. With them gone, there is a gap, in the prominent families, and someone needs to take over for the business to run smoothly. As things settled, I just wanted some peace to be with my family, my children, I already missed so much. It was something I would never retreat, I kept them safe. I did what had to be done, even though it hadn't been my Knife in their throat or my orders. My actions lead to their deaths. And their deaths created a power vacuum, one
**“We have to leave here, get to another safe house we don’t know who else- this place has been compromised” Arms wrapped under my arms trying to pull me away. I was staring blankly at the Man I'd grown so close with. I didn't know what to do.“We can’t leave him here” Tears spilled down my cheeks. “You think I want to leave him? He was like a father to me, but I have to protect you, he would want you to get to safety”“Miguel…”“Now Lola, Now." he shook me "We have to-“ a phone ringing cuts off the rest of his words. Miguel bends down and searches through Matteo’s jacket to retrieve his phone. I crawl back to him lifting his head into my lap, spatches of blood stained my jeans as I run my fingers through his hair. “Please Matteo open your eyes,” I begged softly.He couldn’t be gone. He felt warm despite the blood pooled on the ground beneath him, he couldn’t be gone. He couldn’t...“It’s Matteo…” I hear Miguel say to the other person on the phone “He’s gone” is all Miguel says
I straightened at the sound of a car pulling closer. I know it isn’t Miguel as he’s in the next room, slowly tiptoeing to one of the windows and pushing back the curtains, “Lola don’t do that-“ “It’s Matteo” I gasped in recognition at the dark hair and family face of the man that exists the drive's seat. “It’s Matteo” I repeated “He’s here!” I announced as my heart began to race in my chest. “Stay here, stay down” Miguel ordered, as he headed to the door a gun in hand. I remained at the window, clutching my rounded belly with a shaky hand, the other fisted around the thick curtains as I tried to listen to their exchange. It went on for about half a minute but it was too long and then Miguel crossed back to the porch, he disappeared from my line of sight, and I moved to the door. The bottom of my oversized jeans dragged on the floor over my bare feet as I had left the zipper undone to accommodate my large bump. I’m standing behind the door when it opens and Miguel says “It’
“That puta was whoring around dirtying the family line-“ she gurgles, choking as red spills from a thin line across her throat. A hand flew to her neck eyes wide in shock. No one was allowed to speak of that, I took pains in ensuring it remained that way. The consequences would be devastating. I look at the blade in my hand then swipe the napkin beside her tea set to wipe the little blood at the end. I turned around and came to a stop at the dark figure at the entrance. Fuck. “Is it true what she said?” I observe his stance, the pistol hanging loosely at his side, my brows furrowed as I tried to figure out how long he’s been standing there, how much he heard, I let out a sigh, “Tommy…” He sucked in a deep breath, his empty hand clenching into a shaky fist. “Did you know?” Tommy asked calmly. I grit my teeth and wipe the blade once more, then I return it to the sheath strapped to my wrist, soothing down my sleeves to keep it hidden. I turned to my brother fully and asked “Wh
Bang! Bang! Bang!!! Gunshots sound as I make my way down the hall of an Italian-styled penthouse. The enemy tries to return fire, but they are quickly overwhelmed by my men. Martino Greco led me to Valentina's hideout like a mouse to the cheese. Pained grunts and shocked yells followed by the thuds of bodies heating the ground, and then quiet. Hmm. I walk in smooth strides past pools of blood, bodies littering the polished wooden floors noting the soldiers Valentina called from her mansion in Italy, I frown at the sight of a falcon tatted on one of the fallen men’s forearms, seems she hired some mercenaries also. Splendid. Last night Valentina sent her men to Mendoza and Orinete households while they slept and took them out in one swell move. It is why I can break in with little to no resistance, half of her man power is gone. Danilo inclined his chin at me then motioned up silently a gun in hand, corked and still at the ready. Chase and Emilio stand beside him each o
I stared out the window on the ride back. Like the two times we’ve gone out, I remain in the car while he checks the property, when he signals all clear I open my door and move to the back to get the kids. Miguel goes around the other side and gets started on Angelo’s seat, he undoes the strap holding the child to the seat and then unhooks the chair fully so he can take it inside. “Want to tell me what happened at the clinic?” he questions as we walk. I shook my head nothing. “You don’t really expect me to believe that do you?” “What makes you think I did anything." “Excluding the fact that you looked guilty as hell when we got back, there’s a tear glued to your lashes" he pointed one end of his bottled water at me, "Why were you crying” We entered the cabin and I unstrapped the kids to let them run free. “I just needed to use the bathroom quickly” I paused helping Angelo to his feet. “I called him” I admitted. His expression remains unchanged. “You don’t seem surprised