Mafia princess

Chapter 8: Daymares

Unpopular opinion:

I really hate mangos...
Is it just me? But I can't stand them they make me feel sick.

Update: yall are brutal lmfao

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The car ride was dreadfully uncomfortable, my cramps went from zero to a hundred as the time passed. I honestly wanted to rip my ovaries out and then curl up into a ball and cry.

I'm still a bad bitch though.

Not to mention my hormones are everywhere and there is awkward sexual tension in the air between me and Dominico.

I just want to kick him. In the mouth.
That shouldn't be normal.

I began to zone out a few times and light headedness overcame me, I assumed it was due to my current iron deficiency being low but i felt physically sick as well.

To put it short I simply felt like complete shit.

Contrary to my better judgment, I decided to let my mind wander off, I might as well get some rest if I am going to keep zoning out so I casually let my body fall into a deep sleep whilst I wrapped my arms around my stomach trying to contain the pains that overtook me.

Though I'm not sure it was my physical well-being that I should be concerned about.

Dominico's POV:

"Dude turn the music down." I shout towards Adriano who has control of the aux and is vibing at full volume.

Having spent years trying to convince him that his rapping is awful, you'd think he would have done something about it...apparently not.

"Why?" He seems disappointed.

I point to Sienna who is passed out on my lap.
She is curled up into a ball and has her hand gripped tightly on my shirt as if she's pulling me closer.

I didn't have the heart to push her off me.
You don't have a heart anyway Dominico.

I scolded him because she had only just fallen asleep, I could tell she was in pain and I felt bad.
I don't know why though, I barely know the girl.

However, I chuckled at the sight of her I could hear her quiet breath as I rubbed her shoulder comforting her pain.

God why the fuck am I turning into a soft ass person at the sight of a girl?
Here my subconscious is attempting to convince me to gangster up.

What if you just tip her off the seat?

I leave at the end of the week and as I'm staring at the girl below me I come to realise this is the first time I don't want to go back. Because of a girl? Dominico pull yourself together.

I'm not attracted nor do I give a fuck but there's a part of me that is intrigued.
I want to get to know her more. She has made this stay the most interesting that I have had since me, Christian and Adriano were children. I let my mind wander off with thoughts of my childhood.

"Stop... no... let go of me." I am brought back to real time with a frightened Sienna squirming in my lap.

"what's going on?" Christian says, his main focus on the road.

"I don't know she's bugging out." Adriano replies.

"Mom? I can't move, I'm stuck. DON'T HURT HER." She keeps screaming.

Adriano attempts to shake her but she won't wake up. So he starts drumming on the bottom of her legs.
"Dude." I scold him.

"What if I sing to her? She'll wake up then right?" He asks.