Chapter 24

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Hey guys.
Double update today.
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The party-but-not-a-party ended some time ago. I'm just sitting in my balcony and looking at stars.

I did forget they are the mafia, after all. They can keep me locked up forever, with just a snap of their fingers. Lorenzo could make me follow anything he said, with just a look.

That just proves they are doing it all out of love. That's what I fear the most. They can't love me. It'll be hard for me to leave, when they finally get tired of me.

I shouldn't have came with them so easily. Destiny just had to make me cross paths with them.

I'm so happy here, its just disturbing me. Happiness doesn't last long. I'm not ready for more pain and sadness. I want to be happy. I'm doing everything to be happy and satisfied with my life.

I know I won't get peace until that bitch is dead. Ryan Brown.
He made it all worse.

All the time I thought he was just their friend who was suspicious about me getting abused. How wrong I was. He was in on everything, excluding the beating of course.

He was the one, who wanted me to be a perfect doll. A perfect wife, who just does chores around the house and raises kids.

He was hugely mistaken. I would've shot him in the kid-maker, if he even tried to touch me.

These are the times, I'm grateful I joined the gang.

If I didn't know basic self-defense and using weapons, it would have been impossible to survive.

Now I understand why after giving me bruises at my body, they still cared enough not to give me scars.

They didn't want permanent scars on me, because Ryan wanted a perfect body. That is also why they didn't want to target my face.

Just thinking about it makes me sick.

What if he comes after me?

I know big bro won't let him take me and I doubt my brothers will either, but there's still a little doubt in my mind. What if he still manages to take me away from them?

"What happened?"

I jumped in my seat and turned around putting my hand to my chest.

Mason was standing in the doorway of my balcony.

"Nothing. Nothing happened." I said. He took a seat and stared at me, looking like he was trying to look through my soul.

"Is there a problem? You can always tell me." He said, giving me a reassuring smile. I hesitated

"Why are you all so sweet to me?" I asked, staring into distance.

"Because we are your brothers, who love you and have been looking for you for so long and when we finally got you, you had gone through enough pain to last for years." He said, looking at me the whole time.

"But I'm not the same five year old. It was ten years ago. You can't love someone that much." I said, a disturbed expression on my face.

"You can love someone for your whole lifetime. Even if it was ten years ago. We had your memories with us. We had hopes of at least seeing our little angel once, even if she had grown up." He said, a sad expression on his face.

"But I'm not the innocent little child anymore. I'm turned into a violent teenager, who has anger issues, was in a gang and planned to kill people."

"That doesn't make us love you any less. You are a human being. Every human gets angry and I can't blame you for getting angry at the smallest things. Keeping emotions inside is too frustrating." He said.

I just stayed silent while we both just leaned back and looked at the stars. I was feeling cold, my hands and feet were numb and I was shivering a little.

"Can I hug you?" Mason asked out of nowhere. "Like the cuddly-hug. I don't want to sound desperate. But I was longing to hold my baby sister for ten long years."

"I understand if you don't want to." He said after some time.

I looked away from the stars and looked at him. He wasn't looking at me but staring at the sky.

I got up as his gaze snapped to me. I could see nothing but sadness in his eyes.

I shuffled over to him as he kept looking at me. He opened his arms as I just practically sunk into them.

He hugged me so tight, it was comforting. I snuggled into his chest as he kissed my head. He was so warm, I curled up and kept hugging him.

Sometimes you don't even realise you need a hug so badly.

"You are so cold." He whispered.

I just hummed, feeling sleepy. His heartbeat was giving me a strange comfort and happiness.

I don't know when I drifted off.

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Mason's POV

I felt like crying.

Recalling how she suddenly vanished from our lives, how things were after that, feeling betrayed, everything was just so overwhelming.

She even finds it hard to believe someone loves her. From what I know, she can be there for someone every time they need her, but she'll not express herself that easily.

When she was little, I loved to just have her in my arms and watch her smile. I would make faces and do stupid stuff just to hear her angelic giggles.

After she was gone, I was losing hope slowly. Negative thoughts about what could've happened to her, gave me nightmares. I just wanted to find her and keep her so close to me that no one could take her away from me again.

Not gonna lie, I was so sad when we didn't even get a hug from her after finding her. She didn't like being touched, we needed to respect that. We did.

But I was so desperate to have her in my arms again, I couldn't just refrain myself from asking.

There have been multiple times, when I just wanted to do nothing but hug her for hours. She was just so cute. Nobody could say she was a badass about-to-be gang leader. It was like she just switched roles. She acted like a little baby before us and gave an independent businesswoman type vibes to others.

I heard soft snores. I looked down at her, curled up and snuggled into my chest.

Someone bring the Camera!!!!!

Putting one arm under her knees and the other under her back, I picked her up and carried her inside.

I tried putting her down, but she didn't let me. She had her arms around my neck and had my T-shirt clutched tightly in her fists. I tried to get her to loosen her grip but she won't budge.

"Looks like she doesn't want you to go." I heard someone whisper. My head snapped towards the door. Grayson stood there, looking amused at the situation before him.

"What happened?" Lorenzo came up behind him.
"Oh." Was all he said, before smiling and adoring the little baby. He looked amused at my position. I was bent down, with her just some inches away from bed.

"My back hurts." I hissed in a whisper.

"She doesn't want you to go." Grayson repeated.

"And the princess gets everything she wants." Lorenzo said and they both left.

Fine by me.

I straightened up again and sat down on the bed with her still in my arms. I shifted her a little to my side and laid down. She snuggled more into me as I just resisted the urge to bounce like a little kid.

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