A WEEK LATER * * After everything that happened on that island, Damon's acting like he doesn't know I exist. I'm so confused, was it a dream? was he just toying with me? or did he just want to use that to get to me. "Are you okay Blu?", Alex asked as we got into my car. "No" "I noticed, I mean ever since you came back from the island you've not been okay, even Damon, he's been avoiding everyone", he said. I swallowed hard. "What happened in that island Blu?". My brain suddenly began to replay memories, awful memories, memories that I enjoyed, I yearned for and I loved, but now it's like a stab on the chest. "Ask your brother", I said and we zoomed off. Minutes later we arrived in front of a mansion with dozens of security. Alex and Jessie got down first and then I did. They all pointed their guns at us. I scoffed, "Tell Feud that a friend is here to see him", Jessie said. Another car pulled up behind us, it was Tobi and Jerry. "I thought you guys weren't
I was seated among all of them, I knew all of them in details the color of their underwear. I knew everyone here, but none of them knew me. They stared, talked in hush tones and wondered who I was. This was the black ball, the society's annual ball, eat drink, socialize, gather allies, and kill an enemy or two. Everyone always ended with one drama or another but this time around things were going to be about me. The Hastings brothers and I weren't supposed to have any direct contact tonight because every eye will be watching us, and I don't want to implicate them any further, but Damon was supposed to be here, he was supposed to come with me to this ball, we discussed it before when we were on the island, now he's disappeared and ghosted me after everything. Alex walked up to me and bowed and handed me a glass smiling. I smiled back, "Where's Damon?", I asked through the smile. "He said he's not coming". "How the fuck is this plan suppose to work if he's not here?" "I don't kn
Few seconds later, guns where everywhere, pointed at me.Alex and Tobi immediately got their guns out and went to stand beside me.This is where I wished Damon was here."You're not getting out of here alive", Lucian said."Stop, everybody stop, put the guns down, we're not ending this ball in a bloody war", one elderly man said from the crowd."Actually, I'd like to see them try", I said."Miss Blu, please apologize to Mr Lucian and let's all put this aside ",he said again.I laughed out, loudly, "Do you have any idea who I am?", I asked."Let me do a little display of my power ", I said.I turned to all the men around pointing their guns at me"Switch ", I commanded.They immediately turned their guns to Lucian, everyone gasped in shock."What? why are you pointing your gun at me? I'm your commander, fire her", he screamed."Unfortunately, they only take orders from their original boss, me", I said.I think Lucian got the message, loud and clear.He began to quiver.*Now let's have
Blu***One thing about being a gangster is the inability to cry when people are watching. Father said it makes you look weak and that is abominable.It'll give your haters an opportunity to laugh at you, and make you look like a complete fool.So in order to give you haters no view of emotions, you keep up a straight face and once in a while, you smile.Make it look like the pain didn't hurt one bit.It was my father's funeral, everyone kept on whispering and saying things like I'm heartless or wicked or I probably wanted him dead because I have refused to cry, right from the moment they announced his demise to me.At a point a smiled cheerfully once or twice and then went back to normal.Someone even said I was his killer, that I killed him myself just to inherit his throne, like there was anything here worthy of inheritance.But the truth people don't know is that I don't know what emotion I am to put up right now.Everyone knows me as a cheerful girl, too happy infact, not a day
DAMON * * * * The moment she walked in, my heart stopped working. I couldn't believe 5 years could do so much to someone. The last time I saw her she was the nerdy little girl who could barely walk around without tripping over something. This time around she walked elegantly into the room. It wasn't just me that noticed it, it was everyone else. Blu was taller now, much more elegant and she held this invincible aura around her that I'm certain she didn't notice. But I did,I noticed everything about her from the very first day I've met her till today. And now I was nervous because I don't know this not the Blu I know. She was staring at me, it was not until she called my name that I knew she was right in front of me. "Blu", I mumbled. I begged my legs to move but they refused to, I begged my mouth to open and say something, anything but it refused to. There was this odd thick silence that I was causing, just because my body refused to respond because she was standing rig
I had trouble on my hands and that was a fact.Before my father died, he had a lot of issues with the police, a whole lot, he was the most wanted criminal but most untouched because they couldn't get him.He also had enemies, lots of enemies that we believe also killed him, and one of them swore to end the entire family lineage, he did well killing my mother and my sisters, and now my father is out of the picture, I'm the next he's coming for.I never for once thought I'd become a Mafia, but as it is now, I have no other choice than to be one.That's what has caused my sudden Character change.I use to be a nerdy weird kid that could barely make a sentence without stammering, that was what killed my esteem and I knew that I will never be that it girl.But after I moved away from Italy and moved to the United States, I suddenly found my confidence.The Hastings brothers have been my childhood family.Their family was friends with mine and so we became best of friends especially after I
Blu***In as much as everyone saw me now as a horrible daughter I really didn't give a fuck because I was having my own private time with him now, alone, without the eyes of people watching.For hours I stood there, watching his grave.I can't believe he's actually dead.I sighed and turned around to leave, and Damon was standing right behind me.And I noticed his brothers in their car not too far away."I thought I asked you guys not to follow me around", I said clearly getting pissed."We're not, were not here for that, actually we just, came to see him too, we didn't get to attend the funeral", he said.I nodded slowly and turned back to his grave."What exactly happened that night, when he died?", I asked Damon.He sighed, "It was really blurry honestly because I was drunk, I do remember he called me and told me to come over to his house, then I came in and he was on the floor covered in blood, saying they already got him... I remember... trying to run out of the house panicki
BLU * * * My eyes shot open and I groaned, my hand still hurt . "Glad to see your awake", Alex said walking over to my bed. He had a glass of water in his hand. "Hi Allie", I was smiling. "You okay?", he asked dropping the glass on the table beside my bed. "My arm still hurt", I said. "Sorry about that, I'm just glad you're okay", she said touching my cheeks. Alex had changed a lot, he was much more matured now, calm, reserved, manly, and so hot. He was the one in the family with the lightest green color, it was so bright and sharp, he had light brown hair too, you'd almost think it'd blonde. He was well built, very muscular and it was sexy, and he had this silver necklace on from when we were kids, it was his father's. He was the cuter version of Damon, and he's always had my back, how come I've actually never noticed him? "I missed you, a lot", he said calmly. "Like you moved to America and shut everyone out, completely, I tried reaching out to you, s