Family Secrets

𝔗𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶 𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔯: 𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔒𝔫𝔢

Alexandra's POV

I'm Home Alone.

No I'm not fucking lying.

My dad. The fucking leader of the Italian mafia just willingly left his only daughter who might I add has been kidnapped in this very house before, home all alone for 24 hours.

Apparently he's got some meeting he has to attend with the boys in another state that was very important and I wasn't allowed to come.

Honestly what a load of bullshit. I know they're at a mafia ball.

Now it's not like I wouldn't like to be dancing around in a beautiful ballgown, but I have a mission to do.

And besides, it's not like my dad would have let me go anyway because it's mafia related.

Not that I'm complaining.

This just makes it easier to leave without anyone becoming suspicious. The only downside is that he's upgraded on the security outside.

And when I say upgraded, I mean there are about 250 guards spread out all around the outside of the house.

But I've got a plan of getting out anyway. It's quite simple really.

I'll just drive out the front gates.

It's simple but genius.

I've got to leave early though, so that they think I'm going shopping or something.

Then I'll get one of my friends to take my car and wear a wig posing as me and stay at my house.

I don't want to jinx anything, but it does sound like a good plan to me.

Anyway currently I was shoving junk food down my throat, as you do when you've been left to your own devices.

Should I be getting ready for this mission right now?

Yeah.

But am I going to?

Hell no!

*sigh* I'm so awesome.

You may be wondering why I'm acting so wierd.

Simple.

I may or may not have accidentally ate some of the boy's 'special' brownies.

I say some, but I ate the whole box.

They were just sooo good.

Is Damon going to kill me.

Yepp.

Do I care?

No not really.

This ladies and gentlemen is why I love myself.

Wait, did you just admit that you love me.

You know what inner voice in my head thing, I may just be extremely high and regret this later on but...... I think I do love you.

I.....well I love you too then....I suppose.

I know.

......

......

well then this just got awkward.

You know what, I've been thinking.

Wait for it.

If I was a cow what cow would I be?