Thrown Into The Mafia

There were four boys already seated at the table, none of them smiled, they just looked over at us before looking back at one another in silence."Why don't you sit next to Jace?" he said, pointing to one of the boys.Walking over I took a seat next to the boy. He had dark brown hair that looked almost black that was a little mess sitting on top of his head like a mop, almost as if he had just gotten out of bed.Sitting down silently I watch as my mother sits on one end of the table and Mr. Pierce sits on the other."Boys please introduce yourselves to Amara" he spoke softly as maids came out with trays of food and began placing them down in front of us."I'm Jace" the boy next to me said and I sent him a small smile in an attempt to please my mother but no reaction was sent back as he turned away from me."Julian" another said from across the table, looking over I see another boy taking a sip of his drink nonchalantly.His dark red hair fell down a bit lower but it was gelled back fo

Letting out a little groan I rolled onto my back angry at the fact that I knew it was morning. "Just kill me already" I grumbled putting my arm up over my eyes. "Doesn't that seem too fast" a soft voice whispered, causing me to quickly move the arm off of my eyes as they shot open. Looking towards the foot of my bed I saw Link sitting there looking almost innocent even though he had just been watching me sleep. "You're right I wouldn't want to miss out on this" I said while raising an eyebrow and he let out a little laugh. "You're acting weird" I said while pushing my body up a little and resting on my elbows. “You don’t know me well enough to decide that” he chuckled out and I just sucked in a breath as I looked at him. "Yeah well I might not know you well yet but the most I got out of you yesterday was complete and utter disgust" I stated and his eyes widened but he didn't deny what I had said. "So what is it that you want Link" I ask waiting for him to reply but he just pau

"Hey Link" I said, dragging out his name as I leaned against the doorframe. "I thought you had to leave," he stated with his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at me confused. "I was but I'm here" I said, shrugging my shoulders while I looked up at him. "You locked your door" he said suddenly and I nodded at the observation. "I did," I said in a matter of fact tone. "Are you mad at me?" he asked while looking down a bit nervous that I was gonna tell someone about what was going on. "Why would I be mad at you?" I asked and his eyes widened in relief. "Can I come in?" he asked and I took a deep breath before shaking my head. "I don't know if that's the best idea" I said and he sent me a fake pout while stepping forward. "Please" he said, reaching out to grab me but I moved back a bit while letting out a sigh in annoyance. But without me responding he went right past me into the room "Link" I said in a stern tone as I turned around. "You shouldn't be in here, I do not want to list

Loud banging, all that could be heard was loud fucking banging; sitting up I glare at my door hearing more bangs after more bangs. “Go away” I yelled, moving to lay back down but I heard a frustrated growl and a groan from next to me causing my body to stop its movement. Looking over I see Link and my eyes widen, shit, oh wait no I didn’t sleep with him, thank god. He moves closer to me in his sleep, his arm moving around my waist and the banging from the door continues causing a whole lot of anger to course through my veins. If it was mother there would have been loud screaming and threats, I also doubt Mr. Pierce is the type to repeated bang on a door or allow it so my only guess is the engaged couple has left earlier this morning and this is none other then one of my other new fucking step-brothers deciding to wreak havoc early in the morning. “Fucking hell I can hear you, quit banging you asshole” I yell throwing Links arm off of me causing him to shift and stare at me as I w

Standing up I stretch my arms above my head causing my back to pop and me to let out a satisfied groan at the release of my joints. Deciding to keep the long sleeve shirt on I change into a pair of plain black jeans, not needing to be real fancy for the restaurant making me feel slightly relieved along with the fact that my mother wouldn’t be going making some of the pressure fall from my shoulders. Walking into the bathroom I put my hair up into a ponytail before checking my face, I didn’t put makeup on this morning but my hair was down and covering most of my face and anything would probably be chalked up to a shadow if it was seen but if anyone realized anything nothing was said. The marks weren’t too bad, the fingerprints on my face were barely present but the bruises were there nonetheless, the mark of my mothers slap last night was closer to my ear so no one had realized it. Pulling out some concealer I begin putting it on my marks and blending it in with the rest of my skin