I Punched a Mafia King

1. Pizza kid called Brian

WARNING: Might be Cringey and Embarrassing

1. Pizza kid called Brian (Picture of Caitlyn)

C A I T L Y N

"I'm leaving!" I hear mom shout, followed by a quiet door slam. I guess it's just me, alone again. I grab my phone to call Lily to come over, my highschool and college bestfriend.

"Lilz come over, mom is out so I have the whole apartment to myself." I say into the phone as I search Netflix on the TV. "Sure thing Cait" she says as I carry on, boredly scrolling the comedy movies, "Be there in fifteen" she says before hanging up.

I order a pizza, using some money I got payed from my waitress job. Huh, you wouldn't see the daughter of Fabio De la Cruz waitressing everyday. My father is the famous boxer Fabio De la Cruz, they say he's one of the best boxers in history. But mom and dad are divorced since me and Cameron were ten.

I sigh, stuffing more Dorito's in my mouth. Knock knock knock, I hear coming from the door. I got up from the couch feeling a little nautious, since I was trying to read Netflix upside down.

I open the door widely, jumping into someones arms, grinning "I haven't seen you in ages" I say opening my eyes thinking it was Lily, but it was only some weird kid I see at college. He was smiling with glee "N-normally don't get hh-hot girls jumping into my arms." He stutters while weirdly laughing and snorting.

I laugh nevously, I think his names Brian. I backed away, away from Brian and forced a smile on my face. "Here's the money keep the-" I say before Brian cuts me off "No, you're getting it for free" He grins at me, which leaves me wondering of he contaminated the Hawaian pizza I bought.

"Um...Okay thanks for the Pizza Brian" I say before I shut the door. "My name is Fred but Brian works too" He calls from outside my door. After I slammed it in his face due the awkward moment we had.

(A/N Who would do this, I know I would x)

That's when I mentally slapped myself in the head, stupid stupid stupid stupid I said on repeat. Before I hearing another knock on the door, I opened the door slightly.

"Sorry I was late...Traffic" I hear Lily's voice coming from outside.

"Ugh thank god it's you" I say, swinging the door open. "I thought you were that weird pizza delivery kid." Lily chuckles "That pizza kid called Brian?" I laugh. "Em, let's tell a little story that happened a few minutes ago" I say letting Lily in.

She was a beautiful young lady, the same age as me. Lily is actually a part time model, she can literally strut her thing and can pull off any look.

Even the emo look she had to do last year, which I thought was going to be fail. Her wavey, chocolate coloured hair was down and naturally messy.

She was quite tall and had a slight tan, her sky blue eyes sparkled wherever she went and had a comforting smile on her face.

Lily came into the apartment and I immediately told her the whole embarrassing scene.

I told her the whole thing, and Lily was shocked, choking on her pizza. "Wait wait wait wait!" She says, stopping me from saying anything.

"I thought his name was Brian" she questions with her eyes widely opened. I giggle "I thought that too, turns out it's Fred."

"No but I called him Brian while we were at the sleepover at Carrie's house." Lily says as I try to remember what happened, "You know the one where that giant vaccume turned on in the middle of the night." 

I started laughing because Lily lost about half her designer clothes, and her pet unicorn (The unicorn was more important).

We talked for a few hours before Lily had to go home, she was flying to Milan. Yes Milan! To model for fashion week...lucky.

Its midnight once again. I'm in my cramped room looking at all the old photo albums of my family before the split. Each picture held a precious memory that's frozen in time. Picture by picture, page by page added another tear in my eyes.

We were a happy family once, I flipped the album to the last page. The page of me and Cameron's tenth birthday, our last birthday as a whole family. I really couldn't hold back all the tears anymore, and broke down crying silently.

Mom is a gamble and drinking addict, she promised she'd stop but I've lost all hope for her.

I was in my favourite pj's that my dad and Cameron bought me for my 20th, they gave it to me almost a year ago. Since mom didn't have he money to. It had a Unicorn head on the front or the shirt and a unicorn tail on the back of the pj trousers. (I love all things unicorn, I am a unicorn)

I treasure the pj's because it reminds me that I'm not alone, and even though they may be divorced they still care and they're still my family.

A creak came from outside my bedroom, the teal wallpaper was pealing off the walls. I have been living here for eleven years. I quickly hid the album under my pillow and ran to my closet. She couldn't back yet? She normally comes home around 4am. The slits on the closet doors were my only source of light, that was coming from my lamp in my dimly lit room.

My breathing became more rough and my heart was about to smash my ribcage. Wait, I'm a dela Cruz. I fight for what's right andI know how to fight!

I knew I had to fight, even if it got me killed. My father wanted me and Cameron to be a fighter, and fight for what's right.

Okay let's do this! I thought, but knew I would probably die.

As I peeked through the gaps on my closet door I seen three men in black masks and suits come through the door. "Find the damn girl" one of the men say, I'm assuming he's the boss.

The two men started raiding the bedroom and the bathroom, while the boss of the trio slowly walked directly to the closet.

He had his hands on the handle of the closet, my stomach twisted. I backed away slightly to run up and attack the man. He opened the doors and I came flying out in my beautiful pj's.

I caught the man by surprise and punched him in the stomach and kicked where the sun don't shine. I kicked hard to make sure he'd never had babies ever again, but not hard enough.

"Fuck!" He yelled as he collapsed onto the cold floor. I pulled a smirk on my face, proud of what I did. Which only caused him to shoot a glare out of those captivating eyes.

The two men held me down while the boss rolled about on the floor for about five minutes straight, holding where I kicked him.

He got up from the floor and brushed his well fitted suit. "You just punched a mafia king darling, you're gonna regret that" He whispered softly into my ear while I was held down by the other two.

Oh shit.... I punched a mafia king!

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Hello well that was the 1st chapter.
I'm sorry if it isn't that great in grammar bye :)

- Angelu