Karma200
Brownie Goddess
Sorry for the length but this is where it all begins
Valeria's POV:
It was a dark and rainy night... the night when my life turned upside down. Well, you could probably say that I was full of adrenaline and didn't realize just how deep I was in until it ended. Who could seriously ever believe that this would happen to me? Who would've thought that my life would possibly end with bullets inside of me?
"Don't act like you know everything! You're still just a child! You don't know what you want!" My father shouted at me, his anger clear after I had said I wanted nothing to do with the family business. My dream was to become an artist, drawing was something that I enjoyed since I was able to pick up a brush.
"I know what I want, you know nothing about me!" I yelled right back at him, stepping closer to him as my green eyes raged with anger so loud that I could see my usually cold mother get worried. She knew that I didn't mind punching either of them, they didn't matter to me. Just like I didn't matter to them. They treat me one way, I'll treat them the exact same.
"I'm getting sick and tired of your childish attitude! Your mother and I are leaving for a year to Paris so you just... stay out of trouble!" Father hissed at me, his darker green eyes glaring daggers at me before he lifted his suitcase off the floor and left the house. My mother right behind him with her own bags. Right... whatever.
For about three hours I watched TV and just ate rocky road ice-cream. Sure, I realllyyy wanted to call my friends but it was 1AM in the morning and interrupting their sleep wasn't something she wanted to do since they previously came back from a party.
"Valeria! Open up! Its me, we need to talk!" I jumped at the sound of loud yelling in the front, quickly turning the TV off I stood up and put my bowl of dessert on the coffee table. Oh man... what am I supposed to say to him? I sent him a text message breaking everything up between us. Why? Because I found out that he's the son of mafia king Silvio. Besides, his crazy nature began to show when he had slapped me a few days ago. This guy is nuts! Looking around I hurried to grab my phone and put it on video recording, hiding it in a small area that had view of the entire living room.
Opening the door I gave him a small smile but he pushed inside and looked around, slamming the door and pulling me toward the couch. It was clear that he had gone completely psycho! Who did he think he was barging into my house? When I moved he gave me a look that told me he dared me... and I did.
Valeria's POV:
It was a dark and rainy night... the night when my life turned upside down. Well, you could probably say that I was full of adrenaline and didn't realize just how deep I was in until it ended. Who could seriously ever believe that this would happen to me? Who would've thought that my life would possibly end with bullets inside of me?
"Don't act like you know everything! You're still just a child! You don't know what you want!" My father shouted at me, his anger clear after I had said I wanted nothing to do with the family business. My dream was to become an artist, drawing was something that I enjoyed since I was able to pick up a brush.
"I know what I want, you know nothing about me!" I yelled right back at him, stepping closer to him as my green eyes raged with anger so loud that I could see my usually cold mother get worried. She knew that I didn't mind punching either of them, they didn't matter to me. Just like I didn't matter to them. They treat me one way, I'll treat them the exact same.
"I'm getting sick and tired of your childish attitude! Your mother and I are leaving for a year to Paris so you just... stay out of trouble!" Father hissed at me, his darker green eyes glaring daggers at me before he lifted his suitcase off the floor and left the house. My mother right behind him with her own bags. Right... whatever.
For about three hours I watched TV and just ate rocky road ice-cream. Sure, I realllyyy wanted to call my friends but it was 1AM in the morning and interrupting their sleep wasn't something she wanted to do since they previously came back from a party.
"Valeria! Open up! Its me, we need to talk!" I jumped at the sound of loud yelling in the front, quickly turning the TV off I stood up and put my bowl of dessert on the coffee table. Oh man... what am I supposed to say to him? I sent him a text message breaking everything up between us. Why? Because I found out that he's the son of mafia king Silvio. Besides, his crazy nature began to show when he had slapped me a few days ago. This guy is nuts! Looking around I hurried to grab my phone and put it on video recording, hiding it in a small area that had view of the entire living room.
Opening the door I gave him a small smile but he pushed inside and looked around, slamming the door and pulling me toward the couch. It was clear that he had gone completely psycho! Who did he think he was barging into my house? When I moved he gave me a look that told me he dared me... and I did.