FOURTY SIX: ISABELLA

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LUCY'S POV

LUCY'S POV

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ME AND TAYLOR ARE CURRENTLY currently watching TV seen as all the others are out and were waiting for Cindy and Blake to get back

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ME AND TAYLOR ARE CURRENTLY currently watching TV seen as all the others are out and were waiting for Cindy and Blake to get back. Before we could even start a convosation the door slams open, followed by the sound of a vase smashing on the floor...what the fuck. "THEY FUCKING TOOK HER. ARE THEY ASKING FOR A FUCKING DEATH WISH?" I hear Blake shout before slamming the door and walking into the room we are in. I gasp and move closer to Taylor as Blake furiously jab the buttons on his phone, his eyes darker than usual and his muscles tensing whilst he breaths heavily. "Blake man what's going on?" Taylor mutters calmly causing the demon himself to look up at us whilst holding the phone against his ear. "Cindy's gone. They took her." Blake says raspily, his voice hoarse from all his shouting. Anger and anxiousness runs through me as I switch on the news before running towards Blake and smacking him on the back of the head with the remote, "That's what you get for loosing my best fucking friend. How the hell didn't you realise that she was gone?Are you okay in the brain?" I ask causing Blake to send me a glare in return before taking the call he had just made, shouting into the phone about getting CCTV footage, which was pretty much impossible as you don't get CCTV in the women's toilets...at least there better not be. I decide to do the washing to calm myself down as its the only place i can catch some peace and quiet seen as none of the boys do the washing. ever. Infact they probably dont even know where the laundry room is the idiots that they are. I grab all the boys jackets and blazers which had been scattered across the room, including the one Blake just shook off in anger, and head to the machine. As im sorting the clothes out into colours, i try to listen into Blake and Taylors convosation, which consists of Blake explaining what happened. "I dont understand it, I know Cindy, there is no way that she would ever let her mum take her without putting up a fight. And i garuntee in a fight against Cindy and her "mum" i know Cindy would win" Blake shouts in confusion as Taylor tries to find an answer to his rant. Putting the final jacket into the wash i stare in confusion as a small crumpled napkin falls out of Blakes pocket. I freeze as i stare at the black ink which was smudged on the napkin, putting the washing on quickly and then turning towards the boys. "Blake....Blakeeee..BLAKE" i scream as he reluctantly stops his rant after originally ignoring my calls. "What if she wanted to go?" I say whilst showing him the note:

I'm fine...just got bored of you all.

"She's just chosen to do something incredibly dangerous. Incredibly dangerous. " Blake says, trying to hide his relief. I pass him the napkin and flop myself back on the sofa..." now all we can do is wait" i say whilst Blake and Taylor join me. "Now what do you all want for dinne-" "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY MUM BITCH". Oh shit.





CINDY'S POV

CINDY'S POV

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OKAY SO WHAT I HAVE REALISED is that its actually really really hard to pretend to be asleep

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OKAY SO WHAT I HAVE REALISED is that its actually really really hard to pretend to be asleep. Especially when you have to listen to your "mum" talk about how "sexy" her new partner is. Fucking disgusting. Anyway after two hours of driving we finally arrive at the place?...i dont even know where they were driving too at the moment. As soon as we stop i am hit with a gust of fresh air and am lifted up into a pair of arms. Not gonna lie this guy who's carrying me is wearing wayyyyyy to much aftershave i swear to god they are really trying to make me pass out. As they are walking inside i listen to my "mother" explaining to everybody the plan which will take place after i wake up. "Okay so the substance i injected her with includes chemicals which made her loose her memory for about 3 days. This means that when she wakes up, she wont remember being apart of her own mafia and wont remember anybody that she is associated with. She wont remember her age. Her name. Her favourite colour or anything. We are going to use that to our advantage. Now everybody listen carefully because this information is what we are going to use."

Im listening bitch bring it on.

"When she wakes up. Her name will be Isabella Ratello, her mother will be me, and Henry" im guessing Henry's her boyfriend. "She will be 18 years old and will work as apart of our mafia. Her job which will occur tomorrow, will be to attend a meeting alongside me, Henry and 5 of our members, to negotiate a deal with her original mafia, Blake and his 6 other companions. Now when we get to the meeting, I will say the name "Cindy Lowe", and that's when you shoot. We are intending to kill everbody who isnt on our side apart from Cindy. We wont tell Cindy this, just incase theres a 1% chance she remembers something. Good luck guys, please place Isabella in her room. Oh and you all treat her as if shes been here since forever and if she asks you to do something you do it."
Before i know it somebody takes me away and places me into a bedroom and onto a bed which by the way. Is actually really comfy.

2 hours later i hear the sound of somebody coming into the room and sit on the side of my bed. I decide that this would be the time to open my eyes. After taking time to adjust to the light i am face to face with my "Mum" and a guy which I think is called Henry. "Oh thank goodness you're awake. We've been worried sick...Isabella"

Isabella"

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