Unwanted

10

When I got to school that day everyone was talking about of the Valentino brothers having two knew sluts, some even going as far as to say sisters.

This confused me seeing as the Valentinos were also in the mafia, the Italian mafia to be exact, and they just so happen to be my enemy too. And I very much like to know everything about my enemy's and I also have a few people on the inside. I'm surprised I haven't heard about this yet. Even before today I at least should of been told about them having sisters.

I arrived to school late that day but I didn't really, care no one likes school anyway. I had kicked the door open to the class room and walked straight knowing full well that I was late.

But I didn't look at the teacher telling me I was late — no. I looked at the girl in the far corner looking out the window not noticing class had even started.

She was gorgeous. The way her long brown hair in it's high ponytail tumbled down her back to her waist. The way her tan skin didn't seem to have something close to a scar on it. Or how her face had that deadly serious face telling no one to came near, but, for some reason I found myself thinking that that face was just an act. That behind that mask was a scared, scarred little girl, wishing to be loved.

Shacking my head of these ridiculous thoughts I walk directly towards her. Sitting in the sit right next to her, looking at her the whole time. Her head turned my way assuming she felt my presences.

I was left utterly shocked. Her her eyes were so empty. So empty it was as if she didn't have any sort of emotion, as if she were some robot.

My eyes scanned her and amusement filled my eyes and I fought the smile that tugged at my lips. We had both unintentionally dressed in the same black outfit.

We had stared into each other's eyes until the teacher had broken our little staring contest. She turned her head away from me but I continue to stare at her throughout the lesson.

When the bell rang she had leapt out of her seat and ran out the door. It filled me with humor at the fact she hated the class so much she couldn't stand to be in here any longer than need be.

I headed to my next class. The whole time I couldn't get her out of my head. I decided that she was going to be my queen. No matter what.

The rest of the day went by in a blur. Teachers yelling students being stupid.

When I got home that night I checked up on my mum finding her sitting comfortably on the coach in front of the fireplace reading a book. I then went to my office to finish off some paper work.

My phone screen lit up the 'bing' sound it made in dictating I had received a notification. I unlocked my phone reading the text from my second in command.

Nolan - A traitor has been found at the main base.

My fist clench in anger. Grabbing my keys I send a quick reply before racing over to my main base.

This is going to be fun.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!" My sperm donor yelled at me. I tried my hardest to not to flinch. This brought back to many unwanted memories and I fought my hardest to keep my hands from shaking and too push those memories - or better know as nightmares - away.

I held my emotionless face on. I scanned the room once again and saw Hayley looking at me with wide eyes. I barley noticeably shook my head no and gave her a look saying ' if you fucking tell them shit I will fucking rip your bullshit head right of with my bare hands.' She nodded hesitantly and look down at the floor.

I continued to look around the room and found that everyone in here (that wasn't my family, not that they are) were in suites or a guard uniform, leading me to believe this was a meeting about the mafia or something really important.

My sperm donor was still yelling at me and I was growing agitated by the minute.

I closed my head only for my head to whip to the right and felt stinging sensation on my cheek. I snap open my eyes, my hand going straight to my cheek. Gasp could be hearted around the room, as I look straight at my sperm donor in front of me.

Guilt and regret could be seen in his eyes but I didn't care, all I saw was red, and I wanted blood to spilled. No one - and I mean no one can hurt nor touch me without getting away with it.

"I'm-m so-rr-y I-" Before he could finish, my hands balled into fist at my side and I threw a punch. I heated a satisfying crunch of bone breaking when I landed my punch in the square of his face. Sperm donor laid knocked out of the floor, blood gushed out of his nose a bruise already forming. The room went utterly silent, no one dared to breathe.

I looked up and glared at everyone, all flinched and took a few steps back. Turning around I scoff at my brothers blocking the door and pushed them out of my way.

Stomping up the stairs I see Graces room door open. I take a quick peak and see her doing her homework, then heading to my room. Getting some clothes from my closet, I go over to the bathroom. Locking the door, I stripped of my clothes and turn the shower on. After showering and doing the essentials, I put on some sweats and a hoodie chucking my hair into a messy pun. I open the door to the room and jump onto my bed and fall asleep, with a massive bruise on my left cheek.