Briella,17, never had a stable family set up. She was left alone by the age of 7, to fend for herself. Her father hated her, abused her for her whole life. Briella usually got into trouble with the law. She has never trusted anyone before in her lif...
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I came back to my senses once Cassidy came over with a tray of alcohol. "I got us shots!" She screamed. "I can see that!" We started taking our shots, while the rest of the girls were dancing or flirting.
We were right beside the bar, easy access and all. Cassidy started singing like a crazy lady! I stood there, half sober- half drunk, giggling at her and her amazing voice. That's sarcasm by the way.
I took a few shots and it hit me like a truck. Damn, I used to never get easily drunk. Life has changed gurl.
I started dancing with Cassidy, being the crazy people we are. I lost myself in the rhythm, Cassidy then decided to bum bounce me... thanks Cass, thanks a lot.
I bumped into someone and when I say "bumped", I mean fell. He caught me before I fell to the ground.
"Hehehehe I'm sorry *hiccup*" I said to the guy.
"Wait.."
I know that voice...
"Briella?!"
I turned around to the guy, revealing the one thing I tried to avoid tonight.
"Marcus..."
He looked over my shoulder, seeing Cassidy and a very drunk Roma that just appeared.
"Brie... they're dangerous people why are you with them?" He said with concern.
I looked back, seeing Cassidy and Roma dancing like mad people.
"Oh them? *hiccup* they're my *hiccup* family" I drunkly shouted.
He seemed surprised by my answer before pulling me out to the hallway. The music was faint, people were making out in the halls.
"Your family? I thought Jason was your only family?" Marcus said, letting go of me.
"Oh yeah that Jason one, yeah, *hiccup* he died, R.I.P in piss *hiccup*"
"And how did you find out that they are your family?" He said, he's much more sober than me, he gotta loosen up.
"I was *hiccup* arrested blah blah bl*hiccup*ah, they found them through my fingerprint or something" I said giving him two thumbs up.
Oh! My hiccups are away!
*hiccup*
Dammit!
"Briella... I missed you" Marcus whispered, getting a bit too close to my liking. "My cousins even miss you, I want you back."
"Cool cool cool, I thought *hiccup* you were dead" I stated.
"BRIEEEEEEE!" Drunken Vivi screamed. "Wanna dance with me?" She smiled.
I looked up to Marcus, he seemed to be conflicted? God, I don't know I'm too drunk.
"Oh aren't you like Marcus or something. I know you!" Drunk Vivi shouted.
Marcus just nodded, he had a cold expression.
"Why are you talking to my cousin, Marcus. She's not joining your gang, you twat."
His what?
"Gang?" I looked back up at him. It looked like he...just shit himself.
"Briella, I can explain.." Marcus started before being cut off by Vivi.
"Spanish mafia guy, move, I wanna dance with my cousin!" She said while pushing him away. She grabbed my arm,hurrying away. "Brie, do not talk to him. He's not a nice guy" she warned me.
"I knew him from years ago, he never seemed dangerous?" I said to her, holding onto her arm for support.
"He moved here around 3 years ago, he's the Spanish don's cousin. Do not talk to him, I repeat, DO.NOT.TALK.TO.HIM!"
I sent her a thumbs up before we drifted off to the crowd of dancing drunk people.
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I just got home from a rough night. Alejandro told me Briella's having a sleepover at Serena's which I'm completely fine with. I trust her.
I guess I'll tell you what happened, Armani and I confronted Donna. She denied and denied until she couldn't. She fucking cracked. Armani now has her in his basement, which is where he keeps people to be tortured or killed.
I didn't do anything to her, I couldn't bring myself to hit a woman. My mother taught me better than that.
Mom.
I miss her.
When she died, I was devastated. Now knowing it was Jason and Donna who killed her, it makes me angry. I wish I could've protected her. That was the night he took Briella. She was only 5 months at the time. I was 12 at the time, but I can still remember like it was yesterday.
I was absolutely heartbroken and still am.
That was the day I had to grow up, become a leader. Find my baby sister. The Italian mafia went on the down low for a while until I was 15. I then started to become more stronger and resentful.
I tried to find Jason and Briella, but he was too good. I remember we got a tip saying that he was kicked out of a penthouse for not paying the rent for almost a year. I then flew to Chicago, trying to find pieces of evidence of where they would be. But he was one step ahead of me.
I even remember finding her high school, I was so close to getting her but Jason, once again, outsmart me. My sperm donor is a smart man, his intelligence goes to waste.
He then moved to Washington , into a ghetto. He had no more money and when he did, he'd spend it on drugs and alcohol. Well, that's what Briella told me.
I really hoped that Jason treated Briella good. I prayed every single night. I'm not even fucking religious! When she told me what he done, I was gutted.
She reminds me of me. A strong person with a hurricane in her mind. You see, Briella and I share a lot in common. Jason also beat me because I defended my brothers and mother.
He never hurt any of my younger brothers because I wouldn't let him. They day he left was the best and worst day of my life. Well, the day Briella came home was the best day of my life.
I know she's hiding something... I just know it deep down. I've raised six boys, I know the little signs of hidden secrets. But this time, it's different. It's not something she did, it's something that Jason did.
I can't put my finger on it...but I have an idea. And I fucking hope I'm wrong.
