Mafia Blood

I gasp in shock as Clyde slammed me up against the wall, his hand wrapped around my throat, making me gasp for air. His strong hand tightens slightly as I swallow hard, his gold and silver rings cold against my throat. “Now, who’s a good girl?” He growls by my ear which sends a shiver and a chill down my spine.

“C-Clyde, they are watching us...” I beg as my eyes glanced up at him, and his lips curl upwards into that sexy smirk I’ve grown to love.

“Do I give a fuck?” He asks smirking, showing those canines as he leans closer and kissed me, pulling my bottom lip in his teeth. “Let them see, you are my queen, Adriana, and you will be shown off like the bloody woman you are.” He whispers huskily as his lips trail to my jaw. As my hands grips his arm, my breath coming in quick bursts. All of his men’s eyes on me as I tremble in his arms. His fingers trail my dress and lifts it up before he slid my panties down. “Scream my name, show them who you belong to.”

Now you all must be wondering, how the fuck did I end up here, right? Well, why don’t I start at the very Beginning?

I groan slowly, hearing my Alarm clock ring beside my bed which made me turn my head. I slowly lift it up over my fluffy blankets packed around me like a bean bag. I squint my eyes at the clock as it beeps and rings out a Lady Gaga song in my ears. “What?” I ask totally confused before my eyes widen. ”What!” I jump up and held the alarm clock in my hands. “9 am?! Oh god, I am so fired!” I exclaimed in shock before I ran to the bathroom while on my phone. “Mrs. Johnson! I am so-” I began but she easily cut me off which showed how little she cared for me.

“Don’t even say any excuses to me, miss Adriana. Can you make it in the next 20 minutes or not?” She asks sweetly which told me she was smirking; the old woman was my boss of six months since starting and has been out to get me since I started. I have no idea why; I would literally kiss this woman’s feet for extra work because that is really how bad I needed it; I can’t explain why but I was happy I was about to be fired but also upset due to the fact I had no other income except for the stripper job I took at night for extra money.

I check my clothes as I then look at the time, this was bad. “No.” I responded sorrowful. All I heard her do was sigh loudly, enough to be heard on my phone. Which said more than I could ever do or think to say, she was happy I was being fired, which was what she had been trying to get done for ages, I also knew this for a while.

“Then, do not bother coming in.” She responded as my eyes widen slowly, my eyes began to fill with water as tears threatened to spill over and I knew it was over, but I had to try, I needed this job so bad, more than my own life in this case.

“Ma’am, please. I need this job to help my parents!” I exclaim as she was probably glaring at me through the phone, because I felt a sudden chill down my spine in fear. But it wasn’t the good kind it was the absolute bad kind, and I hated the feeling so much right now before I wait for her response, maybe this woman had some kindness in her heart enough to let me be given a second chance. Because this was my first time being late.

“Do not make me repeat myself, goodbye Miss Adriana. I can have your stuff ready by this afternoon. Do stop by then.” Then she hung up on me as I slowly fall to my knees and cover my face.

I felt so...miserable. My parents needed this money I was making, they didn’t need me to be jobless, I felt a few tiny tears begin to fall down my cheeks. “No...” I whisper, rubbing my hands together as I began to rub and wipe at my tears, breathing out slowly. I stand up and go to the mirror, turning the light on in my bathroom. I stared at my glassy brown hue of eyes, more like an amber color but that was just me. I slowly brushed my hair which was curly and frizzy as I looked at the wrong brush. “Oh bloody-” I groan and rub my nose. Of course, I began to spray my hair with a bucket load of water it feels like, I began to brush it again with the right brush this time. Thus, I pinned my hair up into a braided bun which looked nice. I smile softly as I brush my teeth as my alarm was still going off the background. “I seriously got to turn that shit off.” I mumble under my breath as I began to get dressed in my dress uniform minus the logo now that I was fired, I was going to find a new job today. After I call dad. I ready myself as I sniff and rub my hands together and over my skirt before I pick my phone up. I began to type my dad’s number in and let it ring. I go into my bedroom and turn my alarm clock off as I nod, it rings almost a million times before it finally is picked up. “Hey dad, I was wondering why you weren’t picking up, but anyways, uh so I got fired from work, but do not worry, I’ll get out today and begin looking for a brand-new job today. I promise I’ll get you the money soon!”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize Mr. and Mrs. Short had a daughter, and you are giving them money, why?” The man questioned on the other side of the phone which wasn’t my dad’s phone. “Do not think of hanging up, I can make your life a living hell otherwise.” He snarls out in a husky way which made my body tremble as air was stuck in my throat.

“I-I...” I stutter out, staring at my reflection.

“Out with-it girl! Before I kill them myself.” He snaps out as I flinch.

“I’m...paying them, to help-help with their...ahem,” I cough trying to build my courage up. “To...help with their debt that they owe...a Mafia, the brotherhood of arms I think?” I manage to speak out without making a complete fool of myself, which I suppose was a huge bubbling plus in this situation.

“Who are you to them?” He asks firmly, as I blink. Did he forget when I said dad at first? Damn this guy is dense or that he just said he didn’t know they had a daughter? Jeez.

“I am their daughter, Adriana Short.” I reply flatly now, as it was quiet. Which made me fear suddenly, as I swallow hard. “Hello? Anyone there?” I question while I rub my chin as I wait for a reply and glanced at the clock when I hear him speak.

“Come to the house, now. If you tell the cops, I will shoot them dead, understood?” He snarls out as I gape in shock. “Get over here girl, your timed. You have...” He paused for a moment and sighed. “Thirty minutes, see you then.”

The phone disconnects on my end as I ran and jumped into my car as my heart began to hammer in my ears, oh god. Were they after my parents now? Why? I was giving extra money, their debt was 50 thousand, by how much we gave, we were down to 10 finally, and it was almost over. Did we wait too long? This is bad. I buckled up, and placed my seatbelt on, starting my car which started to give trouble. “Come on...work!” I beg as it kept sputtering over and over, turning over. It has to work, please work! They are counting on me, it finally roars to life, I then slowly back up and drive, over the speed limit, going 40 in the 20 lanes, I had to. I drive fast to the house and saw two dark black cars sitting out front as my eyes stared. My parents were always there for me, when I was always sick with Cancer as a child, they sold things they had, moms wedding rings for me. When we needed money for my college, I wanted to be a lawyer, that fell through when dad made a debt with the brother in arms, the local Mafia of Maryland. We don’t know their actual name, but everyone calls them the brother in Arms. By the time I actually begin to breathe normally, again I mean, I’m at the door. My hands tremble as I grab the doorknob, but the door opens slowly. Like in those horror movies which made me instantly nervous, why did it do that? “Dad? Mom?” I call as I step inside which was another mistake probably. My eyes looked around slowly, as I pull on my sleeves of my jacket.

“Adriana!” My mom yelled from their bedroom, I ran that way and threw open the door, I only saw mom and dad sitting on the bed. I rush over and they held me. “You shouldn’t of came.” My mom whispers as the door shut. I spun and my eyes widen.

“Wow, you actually came, with twenty minutes to spare.” He laughed, his laugh was bitter and cold hearted. I lift my eyes up as he had a jacket undone, a white button shirt with red lipstick stains around the collar, he had a god like face, his jaw sculpted like the gods hand crafted his face. which silently made me sick to my stomach but also made me feel funny deep inside. His bright blue eyes graze over my body as I held my mother. “Stand.” He orders as he had a gun in his hand, so I slowly stood up and stare at him coldly. He moved closer as he laid the gun under my chin and makes me lift my eyes to his face, his hair was gelled back, and it was a thick black hair, but looking at the roots showed it was dyed. Of course, of course it’s dyed, why wouldn’t it be? I felt him lean closer as his breath on my skin. “Mm you know, you are very beautiful once I get pass the fact you are-” Before he could anymore, I did something I knew I would regret, and I did. Sadly, it also did feel amazing to show this bastard how it felt.

I spit in his face as his smirking face instantly began to scowl as he looked absolutely disgusted that I had done that. “Fuck you, what do you want with me? Or my parents? We were paying you filthy scumbags!” I snap as he wiped his face with his hand as he glanced at it and then lifts his eyes at me, now cold and hard as I felt my stomach drop into my lap as I felt so scared suddenly. He slammed the gun into the side of my head. Everything next went in slow motion as I couldn’t believe what was happening, nor did I even realize it.

“No!” My father screamed as I fell to the ground, groaning in agony as I saw stars, blinking slowly against the carpet of my parents’ room, I heard a struggle nearby, as I felt someone shake me and yell my name to move. I open my eyes and saw mom yelling at me. I couldn’t understand her, she was speaking but it was going over my ears as it was still ringing. I sit up and held my head as I felt liquid. When I pulled my hand back, I saw red Crismon blood on my hand and looked around. I felt so dizzy, so confused and currently lost. My eyes widen in shock at my dad laying on the ground, his body bleeding and he looked so in pain. I realized this was all my fault because I had to be the hero, and the man slamming the gun into his head over and over. I just stared in shock; my eyes lift up to my mother as tears fell down her beautiful pale skin that I got. She shook her head at me as my lips open slowly before I closed it.

“See this is what you cause!” the man screamed as he held the blood-soaked gun in the air, the blood drips down onto my father’s unconscious face, it was bloody, I even saw pieces of skin missing which made my stomach churn in disgust. This man was downright sadistic, and pure evil. How can men like this get away with this? “If only you had paid your 100 million back.” The man sneers as my eyes widen.

“What?” I manage to squeak, 100 million. I thought, no way. I look at mom and her eyes were wide too, we both realized he had lied to both of us about the full amount, meaning he was hiding it from all of us, I can’t believe it. He was trying to protect us. The man cocks the gun as it makes a click sound, we watch as he aims the gun at my father’s head. He was unconscious, he can’t defend himself! I clench my jaw as my mom grabs my hand. She shook her head, but I pulled my hand back as I kissed her cheek. “Sorry, stay safe.” I whisper to her before I stood up on shaky and wobbling legs.

I charge and slam my shoulder into his back which knocks him forward, right off my dad’s body. He grunts as he lands on his chest in pain, and I scramble over him. I grab the gun as he growls and grabbed my leg and pulled me back. I gasp as he slammed me down and held my wrists in his hands. “Don’t try it, just stop and this can all be over.” He smirks as his hand switched and he held both of my wrists in one hand and his free hand trails down my neck to my hip as he pulled a leg over his waist.

“Tch. You are a disgusting pig. Go fuck a cactus, while you’re at it.” I speak before slamming my knee right into his crotch as he hunched over me and released my hands as I shove him off and just to rub salt into the wound, I slam my heeled shoe into his crotch as he yelled. “Ha!” I snicker and he grabbed his phone. Oh shit. I ran out of the room and slammed the door shut as I breathe against it. I hear him speak into the phone as he slammed into the door, I pull harder as we had a small tug of war with the door before I jam a hair clip into the door which locked it. Mom caught me doing this as a teen and took all my hairclips.

I sigh and step back as it wiggled and wobbled. I don’t have long, that is for bloody sure. I stare at the door as I step back and looked at the bloody gun in my hands, I lift in onto one hand and stare at my other hand which was covered in my dad’s blood. I felt sick all over again, I hear the hinges on the door creek as I realized he slammed into it. Oh damn. I quickly turn and ran down the hallway to the back door, but a man almost saw me. I hid by the hall; I peek my head around as he walked by and breathed easier. Okay. I hurried to the front door and open it wide as every one’s head turned. All the men who were hidden now stood there and just stared at me full on as my heart sunk, I’m dead. “Get her! She is armed and is...fuck, dangerous.” His voice boomed over a radio. After a moment, all the men raised the guns at me.

“Get her!” A man yelled as I ran, I ran towards my car first, but men blocked it as someone shot at me, and it whizzed by my face, cutting a deep cut across my cheek, I began to dodge men. U slammed the gun into them as I began dodging to get into an alleyway, breathing fast as I duck behind a garbage can. I hear footsteps running nearby as my eyes wide in shock and confusion. This can’t be really happening right?

I hear a noise nearby and cover my mouth as to control my breathing. I began to pray to God and pray for my life to be spared as I hear a man speak. “You know, he isn’t always this harsh. Your father is an old man who talks back common enough.” He walked around and he was very sexy for an older gentleman, he wore a suit and... a gold ring on his pinky finger.

“Oh crap.”

He laughed as he stood up and eyed me. “I can probably offer you a gift which will fix this mess plus save your life. Because you will be killed today if you don’t accept it.” He explains simply as I stared up at him. He offers me a handkerchief as I wipe my face up of blood. “So, what shall it be, my dear Adriana Short?” He asks me finally as my eyes lift up and I began to think back on what to do, I get one choice.

“If I don’t agree now, I will be shot by you, correct?” I ask as he nods simply.

“I have snipers above me, if you manage to run from them and not get shot, men surround this alley, you won’t escape alive.”

I nod, as I lick my lips, and stare at the gun in my lap, he knew I wouldn’t use it, it’s why he is so deathly calm. “I can’t use the gun fast enough before I am shot, as well, right?” I tilt my head up to look at him as he nods and I sighed, now it all lies on my shoulders, what do I do, what can I do let alone? He doesn’t have all day to let me decide, I have a few moments to decide, either die or give myself up. I don’t care what his gift is, if it fixes this, saves my life and my father’s debt, I will do it. I stand up, as he eyed me, and I held the gun out towards him. As his eyebrow raised slowly and as if asking what I was doing.

I remember the first time I held a gun, my father took me to the shooting range, with his father’s handgun. I was 13 and scared to hell as this was not something I was comfortable with, my father smiled and knelt down to me. “This will protect you; I promise my flower. You will understand some day.” He says as I nod and take the gun from him as I aim and closed one eye like he showed. He lifts the gun up with his index finger and nods. “Shoot. Follow the curve of the barrel, lift up slightly so it shoots down, because when you shoot it goes downwards to earth. Because of why?”

I lift my eyes and hold the gun up like my father taught me as blood drips downwards and the boss stared at me coldly as I suddenly flip the gun with the barrel facing my chest and my eyes lift up and I eyed him full on. “What are you-” I cut him off by flipping it once more and shot two shots off finally at the snipers as they were instantly out of the game. My eyes never left him, and the boss stared before I finally set the gun on the ground and kick it to him. My lips turn into a smile as I held my hands behind my head like this wasn’t new.

“I’ll do it, I will do whatever this gift requires, as long as the debt and my life is fine, understood?” I question before he smiled.

“Understood, Adriana.” He says and holds his hand out as we shake on it, a boss’s deal. Soon his eyes look over as his son walked over with his hands holding his...crotch. Guess I really did a number on his baby maker, made us almost chuckle as he winks at me. Guess, he liked me already which I can tell will and may help me out quite a lot, especially since that man didn’t seem to like me anymore.