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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My brothers called the De Luca siblings to come over, without their parents. We all waited in the dining room, anger filled the room.
Fiona and Margot sat with their hands intertwined, my brother except Bruno and Beckham were confused as hell.
My other cousin barged in, "we told them we're going to a party, what's up?" Alli said catching her breath.
Marco signaled them to sit down, "Briella has something to tell us and by the look of their faces, it's not good news"
I looked up to see panic and anger. I bit my lip and began talking.
"So remember when I said I thought I knew your mother?" I started.
"Mhm" my cousins said.
"Well, I remember how I know her now" I stated.
I wasn't afraid. For the first time in my life, I wasn't afraid. I was furious.
"She knew where I was when Jason took me" I confidently stated, lifting my head up.
My brothers faces dropped. I took a breath in before continuing.
"She had visited Jason a few times. The first time I could remember, I was 10 years old. She would always give him money for his drug addictions and shit. Jason told her that I wasn't listening to him and she slapped me."
Rage. Fucking rage.
"Now let's not forget, I was 10 fucking years old. She knew where I was for 17 years and didn't tell anyone" I yelled, venom dripping from my words.
"What the actual fuck." Valentino whispered.
Alliana, Lorenzo and Roma were devastated. The rest, well let's just say they were not happy.
Valentino stood up, "bring her here" he shouted at the guards. "Valentino no!" Vivi shouted, grabbing his arm. I started to think that she didn't believe me....
"We need a plan, we can't just storm in and grab her" she added, smiling back at me.
"Call Armani, he'll know what to do" Marco claimed.
Damon grabbed his phone from his pocket, calling our uncle immediately.
"Armani? Can you come over?" He mumbled, you could hear the anger in his voice.
"It's about your wife, Armani. Come over now."
He hung up the phone before storming off to god knows where. Rocco and Ian followed.
"I'm so sorry, Brie" Roma said while hugging me. I held her tightly, letting her know that I wasn't angry at them.
15 minutes later, Armani stormed in. He caught eyes with me before looking around the table to see his kids.
"What the fuck is happening!?" He shouted.
Marco stood up, pure rage in his eyes. "Donna knew where Jason was, Armani"
His face dropped. He looked over to me, furrowing his eyebrows.
"No she didn't" he stuttered, "she would've told me!"
I then remembered that I had stole her bracelet at the time, I jumped up from my seat and ran up the stairs, kicking my heels off on my way. I ran to my room and grabbed the box of my stolen goods.
Got it.
I ran back down to show him, "is this hers?" I asked.
He let out a defended breath.
"Y-Yes...that fucking bitch."
Damn is he bipolar or something?
"Dad...what are we going to do?" Lorenzo spoke, taking his hand off his face.
"She's going to fucking pay for this, I promise you" he stated before storming out.
Is he....
Is he going to kill her?
Without me?
How dare he -_-
Marco followed Armani, grabbing his gun from a drawer in the hallway. Damn sir, do you hide guns everywhere?
Serena then turned around to me, "wanna go clubbing tonight?" She whispered.
Are we all bipolar? First we're angry, now we're talking about clubbing.
"I'm only 17 though, how can I get in?"
"We own the club gurl" she replied.
I looked up at her with the brightest smile.
"GUYS BRIELLA'S STAYING OVER AT MINE TONIGHT, COME ON GIRLS!" She shouted before grabbing my arm.
"Wait! I need my shoes!" I shouted.
I grabbed my shoes and ran out to the girls.
The De Luca's and O'Connor's are going crazy tonight yoooooo.
We got in Serena's car before speeding off. Her car was a black Range Rover with pink seating. So damn cute!
We got to her penthouse, fixing our makeup and shit. I changed into new clothes, feeling more confident. I made sure to bring makeup to hide my bruises and shit.
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I walked out, all the girls cheering me on. God I love them already.
Roma called a cab to get us. "Have you drank before?" Niamh asks, applying dark red lip stick.
"Yeah I used to drink all the time back in Illinois" I answered.
"Oh cheeky cheekyyyy"
"THE CAB IS HERE EVERYONE SHIFT YOUR ASSES!" Roma shouted before grabbing her bag.
We got in the cab, Alliana, Vivi, Cassidy and I in one. Roma,Niamh and Serena in the other.
We all just gossiped and talked about our interests. They told me that they'll show me around, I thought that was pretty sweet of them!
Once we got there, we all jumped to get out. Serena stood in front of us, walking up to the bodyguard and he let us in.
The room was lively, people dancing everywhere, music as loud as a storm.
We got to the bar first, of course.
"What are you going to have?" Cassidy shouted. "Either a strawberry daiquiri or vodka and Red Bull!" I shouted back, hoping she heard. She told me she'll order for me, so I looked around the room.
Wait... Is that? No...it can't be.. Holy shit. It's fucking Marcus Garcia...
