Eres Mía

~ 8 ~

My thoughts were racing. I didn't know what to do. My real parents stood before me, and it felt like a weight had just been placed on my chest.

6 months ago...
I was working at home. My boss, being the kind soul he was, let me work from home since I practically begged him to allow me to finish the article I was writing.

It was against the rules to take material from the building to your home.

To be truthful, I had finished said article days ago. I just needed two laptops for my research.

I purchased a DNA test to find out who I really was. It was quite obvious that my "parents" weren't my real parents.

I looked very different with my black hair and light skin, unlike my sister who was the spitting image of Charlotte Miller.

My fake mom.

Blonde hair, blue eyes. It was pretty obvious that I was the ugly duckling of the family.

Our family had quite the looks but I couldn't speak for my sister. Kimberly.

When the ancestry test came back, I found out about my real parents and my half Italian-half Mexican background. I started researching about my parents and I found many things.

When my eyes skimmed over the article about my so-called father, I slammed my laptop shut and didn't open it for an hour.

A Mafia Boss? No way. I can't be related to the leader of the largest mafia in Italy, I thought. It was insane.
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present day

"Who's the puttana on your arm?" my father said.

Fury raged in me. Before Enzo could answer him, I cut him off.

" The puttana on his arm is your fucking daughter." I spat.

My mother, dropped her clutch purse in shock and her hands flew to her mouth.

" I- Mija? It can't be. Henry told me he killed you..." my mother said; sympathy oozed from her voice.

"Clearly not Mamí." I say, the pit in my stomach growing.

She came up to me, cupped my cheeks and pulled me into a tight embrace. I didn't know how to react so I kept my hands by my sides.

"Thank you Enzo. I appreciate that you brought my daughter back to me." my dad said, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Who said I was coming back to you?" my fists clenching. As far as I was concerned, my life after 6 years old didn't contain them once till now.

Mami let go of me, her eyes on the brink of spilling her tears. She turned to my dad, his face confused by my words.

"What do you mean? Enzo kidnapped you so our family could be reunited after so long." Dad explained, edging closer to me.

I took a big step back, shaking my head in disbelief.

"Do you even know how long it's been?" Dad shook his head and I continued, "15 years. 15 years since I've seen you. And the worst part is, I can't remember anything past the age of 7."

I never raised my voice. It was a habit I picked up a long time ago when in arguments.

Mom's tears were falling now, with no sense of stopping.

"Lucía, mi dispiace per mia figlia. Ma devi capire cosa abbiamo passato." his Italian accent coating his words.
[translation: I'm sorry my daughter. But you have to understand what we went through]

"No soy tu hija porque mi padre me hubiera buscado." I said
[translation: I am not your daughter because my father would've looked for me.]

I pushed past my parents and past the crowd of people. They called my name but I ignored them. I went straight up to the guest room and checked the burner phone again.

No messages.

Quickly, I pulled up the recent message from the unknown number.

You: Do you still need the job done?

Unknown: Yes. I have a location and time. Are you in?

You: Where and when first, then I'll decide.

Unknown: Better not screw me over El Fénix. You don't know what I'm capable of.

You: No, you don't know what I'm capable of.

Unknown: Touché.
Location: Corner of Schuyler Avenue and Park Avenue.
Time:  23:00
Can you do it?

You: can you send my money for a plane ticket?

Unknown : If I do, will it be done by tonight?

You: Completed by dawn.

Unknown: Deal.

*notification*
You have received $500,000 from: Unknown

I smiled to myself and took a sip from the hip flask I had. The whiskey burned my throat as it went down.

Time to catch a flight.
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a/n: so Lucía rlly gon do the job?

how are you guys?
q and a:
What's ur fav tv/netflix show?
mine: Obvs brooklyn 99 as it is uh- double noice

have a good day :))