Alright new story! I hope you like it and this story does of coure have crime and of course vampires. I hope you like it.

Alice's POV

Different. That's how I would describe my life. Very different. It all started when I was 6. I was trying to sleep when I heard noises coming from my dad's office. I had snuck up to the door and looked through the crack that was there due to the door not being fully closed. I saw my father smoking a cigar like usual but what was unusual was the fact that he was sitting in his leather chair smiling evilly as a man was being beaten to a pulp by one of my dad's friends. I was in shock and didn't know what to do. What was going on? Before I could do anything else my father noticed me from the crack in the door. I jumped back but before I could go to my room my father walked out of his office and came towards me.

"Alice what are you doing out of your room this late?" He asked sweetly. I was scared and He knew it.

"Alice what you saw in there, it what's I do but you are to not tell any of your normal friends or talk to anyone about it that is outside of the immediate family." He stated over the cries of pain and smashing objects coming from his office. I nodded he smiled and kissed my forehead.

"Go back to sleep." He stated before walking back into his office and closing the door. I had obeyed and hurried back to my room waking my older sister, Layla. Layla sat up and looked over at me questionably. I had explained to her what happened but she just shook her head and told me that it's a part of our family life. That it was all part of having a father who is the boss of a mafia.

It's been ten years since. Today my father is talking to some of the familes close friends, The Lanesworth family, Who are allies to my family the Lombardi family. The Lanesworths brought their son. When I first saw him I noticed his platnum blonde hair that reched a little passed his neck which was in contrast to my black hair but his blue eyes were like my aqua colored ones only his were lighter than mine. In all honesty he was a sight to look at. He at first had no expression adorning his pale skinned face but when he did show any expression for the first time it was him glaring daggers at me for an unknown reason. I was confused by his reaction so to break the ice I chose to spoke.

"Uh , Hi my names Alice." I introduced myself to him. He gave no responce when he walked to the livingroom. I was about to go after him to see what his problem was when my sister Layla, who is only three years older than me, and my best friend, Mina, who is the same age as me called me. My sister and I don't share the same looks. Her skin is a bit darker than mine and she is naturally blonde. Her hair is shoulder length while mine is waist length. Our eye color is the same like our mother's. My mother like me has black hair but brown eyes while my father has blue eyes and blonde hair. I'm not sure how considering brown eyes are the dominant trait but I love the combination I have of black hair and blue eyes. My father's blonde hair is the reason why Layla also has blonde hair so that does make sense.

As Layla, Mina, and I walked outside to our front yard I sat down on the lush emerald grass carperting the entire lawn. My family, due to it being a very well-known mafia is wealthy but Layla and I have always hated bragging about it. If others ask we of course lie and mention nothing of the mafia and hope not to mention our last name. The only reason why Mina is allowed here is because her family has known ours since She and I were still in diapers. That's why Layla and I trust her so much and she ,if it came down to it, would trust us were her life.

As all three of us were talking my mother walked in through the black steel gates. She smiled at each of us as she walked in with bags, filled with groceries, in her hand. We each got up and helped her with the rest of the bags. One thing we were taught as children was to respect our elders and to help your family. This lesson was taught to Layla and I when our older brother, Daniel, got sent to jail. Daniel is now twenty-two and is still in prison but is to be out later of this year. Daniel was taught to be protective of the females of the family and he along with my over-protective father is the reason why I've never had a boyfriend.

Layla has had one boyfriend and she is still with him. They've been together since Layla's freshman year, which was when she was fourteen, so they've been together for five years. My father at first hated the idea of Layla dating as did Daniel but after seeing how much her boyfriend, James, cares about her they gradually began to trust him. I, on the other hand am the youngest one in the family so my brothers and my father have had a huge problem with me dating. Mina has had boyfriends in the past but kept it from her family because her family is like mine only with all boys. I know what it's like having a few men in the family considering my four uncles, just on my father's side, and two other uncles from my mother's side.

Daniel isn't my only brother though. My mother had twins two years after Daniel. My other two brothers, Jack, and Jake. Daniel and I are the only ones who have black hair and he also has blue eyes but the twins have brown eyes. The twins are on an assignment and that assignment is the cause of their absence for three weeks. My mother has always made it a big deal to keep Layla and I out of Mafia affairs. She had taught us to be homemakers and to stand by our family through the worst of times. I've seen what it's like being a housewife from my mother and my grandmother and I honestly am against living that way. I don't want to spend the rest of my life being the basic and common housewife.I want to live differently than that. I've expressed this with my sister but Layla disagrees and thinks its the right thing to be a homemaker.

I was yet again brought out of my thoughts when I heard my mother calling me. We had already finished helping with the groceries. I had hurried inside to my mom. She had turned around holding ingrediates for what looked like lasagna. She had smiled pleadingly at me which meant one thing, she wanted me to help cook. None of my other siblings cook like I or my mom none except for Layla but she dislikes cooking which contradicts her wanting to be a homemaker. I had helped my mother make lasagna like I've done before. My entire family is italian and since our family dates back for many decades we have amazing recipes.

As I was waiting for the lasagna to finish cooking I had made my way to the livingroom forgetting all about Adrian. I had walked into the livingroom seeing him sitting down on the couch reading something. I had sighed remembering our odd meeting. Maybe he had lightened up. I had walked over to one of the two couches at that thought and sat down on the one that was opposite to him. He glanced up at me and glared again. What was his problem and what did I do that made him looks so angry with me?

"Did I do something to you?" I asked. I mentally slapped myself. How could I have done something to him if I just met him two hours ago? Unfortunately he gave no response.

"Okay then go ahead and ignore me." I mumbled but it was obvious he heard because of the way his eyes narrowed angrily at me.

"Seriously what is your deal? What could I have done to you to make you so angry?" I asked getting frustrated. Normally it would take a lot more than that for some to make me as frustrated as that but he hadn't said a word and I did nothing to deserve that. Finally after moments of silence he spoke.

"Your my problem. The fact you think I would even consider the thought of being friendly towards you." He stated bluntly. I was completely fuming.

"well excuse me for trying to be polite at least I know for next time." I stated getting up.

"If there is a next time." He and I stated in unison. Once we realized we both said it we glared at each other. I guess I've made an enemy but truly with that attitude I doubt I would've ever been anywhere near fear being friends with him. I left the livingroom and went upstairs into my room. I plopped down on my bed. I had nothing to do seeing as how Layla is outside with James and I don't want to be the third-wheel and Mina had to leave. For some reason all I could think about was how Adrian acted towards me.

Adrian's POV

What was it about this girl? When I first saw her something felt different. Why is that she's just like any normal human. I threw the papers I was reading on the table. What was wrong with me? Once I saw her walk in I couldn't concentrate and this has never happened to me before. A part of me wanted to go upstairs and apologize to her but my pride woudn't let me. I was caught between choosing to go speak to her or to let my pride win and stay right here.

I grimaced as I went upstairs but I was letting my pride get in the way. I never apologize and I wasn't about to start now. I had followed herscen which led me to her room. She was lying on her bed looking up at the ceiling while her feet hung off the bed and was on the carpeted floor. I had felt that annoying foreign feeling again when I saw her.

Alice's POV

I was staring up at the ceiling and sighed heavily.

"Frustrated?" I heard a familiar and amused voice. I sat up with my elbows supporting me and surprisingly saw Adrian. What did he want? I rose an eyebrow as I looked at him. I didn't respond and lied back down hoping he'd just go away.

"So now you don't speak?" He asked still amused probably from seeing me frustrated.

"Interesting because downstairs you had some things to say." He stated I rolled my eyes at his obvious statement. I had closed my eyes trying to forget about him being there. I heard foot steps and I thought Adrian had left but instead I felt the bed shift on either side near my hips. I opened my eyes to see Adrian hovering over me with his knees digging into the matress. My face proably resembled a tomato.

"Still have nothing to say?" He stated getting close to me.

"Y-Yeah I've got four words. Get. Away. From. Me." I stated. Adrian only smirked in response. He leaned closer his blonde hair brushing gently against my forehead. His light blue orbs boring into mine. After a few moments of staring into his blue orbs I finally snapped back to reality and pushed at his chest.

Adrian's POV

When I felt Alice's hands push at my chest I snapped out of the hypnotic trance she put me in. I felt this sudden rush hit me. I instantly got up. Whatever it was that I just felt wasn't good. I rushed out of her room. I couldn't stay in there and if I did I doubt it would've ended well. As I walked downstairs I saw my parents waiting at the bottom for me. I needed to leave now. I kept asking myself 'what the hell was she doing to me?' as my parents and I walked out. As we made it into the limo I notice in my reflection from the window that my eyes were turning crimson. Something was happening but I had no idea what it was and that angered me.

Alice's POV

I sat there speechless. I couldn't believe that just happened but I'm sure it wa just his way at getting back at me for not speaking. I shook my head free of those thoughts and decided to take a shower. I grabbed a change of clothes and headed for the bathroom. Once the bathtub was filled up I had steppedin and felt the warm water and bubbles cascade me. It relaxed me and I had stayed there into my fingers started to look like raisins. Once I had stepped out I put on a pair of black pants and a pink t-shirt for bed. I had walked into my room to find a tray of food on my bed. I sighed knowing my father was 'handling buisness' downstairs. This also meant that I'd probably have trouble sleeping but there was nothing I could do about it.

~A week later~

I was woken up by a knock on my door. My mom had walked in after I had said to. She was holding a white box and a smaller black box and smiling. I was confused by this until she handed me both boxes.

"These are for you. Your father and I are throwing a party and your father thought you would like beautiful wearing these." My mother explained. I smiled back at her gratefully. Unlike many spoiled rich kids I don't have a closet filled with deigner clothes or elegant dresses. I don't have jelwery boxes filled with jewlery that are worth thousands. My father would love to spoil me but I don't like it. I hugged my mom, said thank you, and then she left my room. I grabbed the big box first and opened it.

Inside was a red floor length dress with a sweetheart neckline and a black sash that tied in a bow to the side. It was thin and flowly an my favorite colors. I smiled at the dress and gently but it back in the box. I grabbed the smaller box and took off the lid. Inside the box were black open-toed heels with a strap around the ankle. I loved the outfit and would properly thank my parents once I had washed up. Once I was showered and had brushed my teeth I had went downstairs for breakfast. My mother had just started serving everyone when I sat down on one of the stools that was in front of the marble top kitchen island. Layla had sat down next to me.

Layla had looked different. She wasn't usually a morning person so it wasa bitodd that she was smiling so much and she looked like she was glowing. Something was up and I was determined to find out what it was. After pouring myself some orange juice and sitting next to my sister I had took a sip of my juice then faced my sister.

"What's up with you this morning?" I asked curiously. She grinned at me.

"It's a surprise." She stated. Layla knew I hated surprises so why she chose to do that made no sense to me.

"Just tell me." I stated taking another sip.

"I'm getting married!" She squealed. Had this been a movie it would have been the perfect spit take but instead I harshely swallowed my juice, almost choking on it, and after finishing my coughing fit I looked at her again.

"You're what?!" I asked. I looked at my mother to see if she was okay about this but my mom grinned at the both of us in a knowing way.

"James and I are getting married. He asked me last night!" Layla gushed and put her hand near my face showing me her engagement ring. It was silver with three diamonds. One big one in the middle then two on the sides. It was beautiful and I couldn't help but feel happy for my sister.

"Wait does dad know?" I asked in way fearing if he didn't. If he had been unaware of this who knows who he'd react I mean he is the don of an entire mafia so if you got on his bad side then you'd have hell to pay. I've seen it myself several times so I know what could possibly be in store for James if my father didn't approve.

"Of course. James told him afterwards. Dad was reluctant but we made him see it our way." She stated. That was a relief in a way because had the circumstances been different I would've felt bad for Layla and James. They're really good together and I'm glad she's going to have the marriage she's dreamt of since she was in elementary school. Throughout the morning Mom, Layla and I each spoke about plans for the wedding. It wasn't until we saw our dad enter into the livingroom when we stopped gushing about the wedding that wasn't happening for a while.

"Good morning dad." Layla and I said. He smiled and greeted us as well. It was around noon when we each heard a knock at the door. I opened it and saw . I gretted her but then I realized her son and husband were getting out of the car. They were getting something and since I was still pyjamas I hurried to my room to change. I threw on a pair of dark skinny jeans a white quarter-sleeved shirt and a pair of black boots that had the skinny jeans tucked inside of them. My hair was tied up in a long pony-tail. Once I was satisfied with my appearance I went downstairs.

I saw and Adrian. I had remembered what happened a week ago and managed to fight the blush that threatened to show. His been at our house everyday this week with his parents and each day had finds a reason to annoy me. had noticed Layla's difference and like me questioned why she seemed so excited. Layla of course excitedly announced her engagement and invited the Lanesworths to her wedding. They had accepted, well more like Mr and did, I heard no response from Adrian. I had glance up for a second and caught him staring at me. He looked to the side once he realized he been caught and I had wondered why he was staring at me.

"So is that what this party tonight is celebrating?" Mrs. Lanesworth asked. Layla nodded and Mrs. Lanesworth or Melissa had smiled knowingly. We had all chatted for a bit until my father and or Tom had gotten a phone call and had to leave. We all knew it had to with 'family buisness' but none of dared to ask. I was a bit surprised to find out that Adrian hadn't left with them. This could mean that Adrian wasn't working with his father yet. Adrian should be about my age if not older which means that by his age he should be training to be ready to take over when his father either dies or steps down.

I shrugged it off seeing it as none of my buisness but curiousity led me to other concluions. Maybe he wasn't going to take his father place or maybe he didn't feel like leaving with them. It could also be that he either isn't ready or was too uninformed. I decided to refrain from asking him about it. It was now around two-thirty and while my mom, Layla, and Melissa were chatting, while Adrian was ignoring them, I had snuck off to my room. Even though I love my family they've always kept things from me. On the surface everything seemed fine but below there were cracks that couldn't not be helped. It's distanced me from them. Theres this disconnect between us that neither of us admit. My motheris the basic housewife that never questions my father. My father is the boss of a huge mafia. My brothers are all away and my sister's getting married and also getting ready to leave home.

I guess I'm just the odd one out. I was mainly raised by caretakers and nannies. Sometimes I don't consider my family. I was never completely alright with all the things that go on in the family. On top of that my parents expect me to marry one of the people who work under my father then have a child and raise them into the family. If I were to have a son my father would expect me to allow him into the family buisness. If I had a I'd be expected to raise her to keep her silence about the things that go on in the family and train her to become a homemaker. It wasn't who I was. Who are you truly living for if you're following other peoples expectations of you. I remember times when I was younger. I would come home and find my mother either passed out from alcohol consumption or her running around runing errands. My father if not on buisness was in jail. Layla would be out with her friends and my brothers would also either be on 'buisness' or jail.

I had spent most of my childhood pretty much alone. I became isolated from my family creating a wall from them. I learned they were untrustworthy and I leanred the only person I should rely on is myself. I don't expect anything from my family. I've built a wall towarda them and everyone else. I've been betrayed too many times. Friends I had knew about my dad and only used me for their own advantage. I kept falling for it too many times and lear not only was my family untrustworthy but so were people. Only people in my family I can get close to is Layla and the twins. Daniel has been gone for most of my childhood and honestly I even sometimes forget I even have him as a brother. He's never been there for me so like from the rest of my family I don't expect anything from him. I barely know him and he barely knows me but it doesn't bother me.

Layla is one of the only people I consider family. She was around during important times but she never really got so close where I fully break down that wall. I doubt I'll be able to ever fully let my guard down with anyone. No one has showed me a real reason why I should trust them so why should I bother looking for someone to trust. It's not worth the risk of getting hurt. I sighed as I lied back down on my bed. My room is my sanctum. The one place I feel most comfortable in. It's an escape for me. That is until I heard the same amused voice from yesterday.

"Having fun?" Adrian asked sarcastically.

"I was until you came up here." I stated.

"Ouch and here I thought we were just getting along." He stated in a voice that feigned hurt. I rollde my eyes.

"What do you want?" I asked getting annoyed by him.

"To bother you." He stated like it was a normal conversation.

"Well you got your wish now leave." Him causing me more annoyance.

"Make me." Adrian challenged. I rolled my eyes again not inany mood fro his games. I sighed.

"You know what do what you want I don't care." I stated getting up. I had read the clock on my nightstand which read three-fifthteen. Adrian showed off a bit of confusion but it left as quickly as it came. I grabbed the boxes I recieved earlier. I walked towards where my vanity mirror was. I opened the drawer and grabbed my curling iron then headed into the bathroom. I closed the door and changed. Once I had the dress on I zipped it up and loosed my hair. Once I had finished curling my hair and putting into a ponty-tail to the side draping over my shoulder, I realized I was missing something.

I walked out of the bathroom to see Adrian on my bed lying around as if he owned it. He had looked up at me and looked a bit surprised. I walked back to my vanity mirror and opened a littled box that was on top of the counter. In the box had a few pieces of jewlery and what I was looking for, my lip gloss. I'm not a big fan of makeup so the most of the time I just put on lip gloss. I grabbed a bracelet that was a gift to me from the twins. It was a diamond tennis bracelet that I rarely ever wore but I was very grateful for it. They gave it to me on my fifthteenth birthday. Once I was done putting on the bracelet I also put on a pair of golden hoop earings given to me by my grandmother. I looked in the mirror and saw Adrian staring at me.

"Can I help you?" I asked looking back at him.

"Uh no I just never thought you could look like that." He stated.

"Gee thanks." I stated sarcastically.

"I didn't mean it like that." He replied.

"Whatever It's not like I care." I stated.

"Though You do look...pretty." Adrian stated. His statement shocked me a bit. I never thought I'd hear those words from him of all people.

"Thanks and shouldn't you be getting ready?" I asked. He nodded then took his leave. It was already three-fourty-five and the party started at four. I had went downstairs to meet my mother who was wearing a purple dress that reached her knees and she was draped with diamonds as was my sister only she was wearing a gold colored dres that reached to just about her knees but unlike mine or my mother's dress hers was like a short ball gown and the dress skirt was made of a tool material. Melissa was dressed in tight blue dress that reached just above her knees and she was also draped with different types of jewels.

After everyone was ready and downstairs, all except Adrian, guests started arriving. There were many relatives and close friends many of whom were a part of the mafia. My father and Adrian's father had yet to show. People kept piling in and I made my way towards Mina to greet her. When We did greet her Mina's brother, Adam, was standing next to her. It had been a while since I last saw him. He unexpectedly hugged me. After a moment I hugged back. He let go and grinned at me his emerald eyes matching his younger sister's only unlike her blonde hair he had brown. We spoke for a bit until I felt someone staring at me and to my surprise it was Adrian. He was glaring at either me or Adam but I didn't understand why but instead of confronting him about I shook it off.

Halfway through the party certain people walked in and I was happy to see them. I hugged both of the twins and they hugged me back. Although I don't have the best relationship with my family I still cared about my twin brothers. They always have a way to make things more lively so I knew the party would be getting better. I messed up Jack and Jake's blonde hair which caused them to feign angry. Througout the night thngs got better but Adam was being more affection then the last time I has saw him. I was talking to the twins, Mina, and Adam when I heard the sound of clanking and my mother was the one doing it with her wine glass and a fork.

"Ladies and gentlemen my daughter Layla would like to announce something very exciting." My mother stated handing the attention over to Layla. Layla had announced her engagement with James at her side. Everyone was happy and congradulated along with applauded. After the announcement all the attention was on my mother and my sister not that minded. I didn't like being the center of attention and so when people started asking me what were my plans for marriage and children I escaped to sanctum. I sighed as I sat down on my bed. My parents and my sister always enjoyed all eyes on them but I was the opposite. I tried not to have attention be put on me. I sighed again relasing my now straightening hair from it's confides. I t fell down my back still semi-curly. I unstrapped my heels and put them back in the box i then put the box away in the back of my closet.

As I closed my closet door I turned around and was face to face with Adrien. I jumped from surprise. What was he doing in my room again and why was here and not downstairs enjoying the party? It was odd but he wasn't exactly normal. I walked passed him taking off my bracelet and putting it back where it belonged. I took off my earings and put them in the box they were in. Adrian was still in my room and made no sign of moving.

"Why are you here?" I asked turning to him. He shrugged.

"Well if you don't know then get out." I stated tired of his rude intruding.

"No." He stated. I crossed my arms over my chest.

"And why is it you won't leave?" I asked getting even more annoyed.

"Because I don't want to." He stated walking towards me. I rolled my eyes and turned back towards my closet and grabbed a pair of clothes.

"I'm going to go wash up and you better be gone by the time I get out I want you gone." I stated walking into the bathroom. I took off my dress and placed it on the towel hanger for now. When I was finished bathing I changed into a pair of light pink pyjama shorts and a white spaghetti-strap shirt. I brushed out my hair quickly then walked back into my room. I saw Adrian sitting on the floor near my bed.

"What are you still doing here?" I asked.

"I told you I wasn't leaving." He stated.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because I need to talk to you about something." He stated standing up.

"Well then talk." I said plopping down on my bed.

"Who was that guy who hugged you?" He asked looking at me seriously.

"Why?" I asked.

"I just wanted to know." He stated somehow I knew it was a lie.

"I don't have to tell you." I replied.

"Well if you don't then I'll be staying her until you do." He declared narrowing his eyes on me.

"He's a family friend." I admitted.

"It looked like much more than that to me." Adrian stated anger slightly apparant in his voice.

"Well I don't care what it looked like to you so why don't you just-" Before I could finish my statement Adrian had me pinned to the bed. I was shocked and as red as a cherry. He was angry but slightly blushing.

"What is he to you?" He asked.

"A friend of mine what does it matter to you?" I asked trying to break free of his iron grip on my wrists. He let go of my wrist while his knees were still dug into the matress and his hands were on either side of my head.

"It's something I can't tell you." He stated before suddenly looking to the side. Form what I could see of his face he looked pained and as if he was trying to decide on something. Trying to work out a battle in his head. I grasped his shoulder making him flinch.

"Adrian are you okay?" I asked. He didn't answer. He looked more towards my side and for a second I could have sworn his eyes were red. I shook it off as nothing. Adrian looked like he was having an internal battle with himself as he got up. I was still confused and blushing when he got up. I got up as well and walked towards him.

"Stay the hell away from me!" He stated loudly. I jumped from surprise but ignored his statement. I started walking towards him again until I was standing in front of him. His face had looked more pained than before. I was about to touch his shoulder but before I could he left my room and went downstairs. I was confused but closed my door and locked it to ignore the music blaring from the party. I had grabbed the dress I was wearing and put it away. Once it was put away I had lied down thinking about what just happened. My brains constant thoughts about it led me to fall asleep.

Adrian's POV

What the hell is wrong with me? Why did I act that way with her? My thoughts were going in high speed towards all types of directions. I've never acted this way with anyone I mean I could go to school with normal humans. So why am I acting this way towards only her? I don't understand it and why the did I get so mad when I saw her with that other guy? None of this makes any sense. I've never been this confused by anything before. I had left the party after telling my parents I'de be going home but as soon as I made it home all I could think about was what had just happened.

Alice's POV

~A month later~

I woke up to find realize that it's the last month of summer. I sat up but when I did I heard yelling and screaming. I got up and as quietly a possible I opened my door to see what it was. I couldn't see anything but shadows so I snuck to the end of the hall as stayed hidden. I saw my mother screaming at my father with my father yelling back at her. I looked to the side not wanting to see what was happening. I heard a loud slap and someone fall. Cries of pain shatter any hope I had of trying to act as if it wasn't happening. I looked back and saw my mother on the floor holding her cheek. I ran down to help her screaming for them to stop. I ran to my mother's side trying to help her.

"You bastard!" My mother yelled at my father. My father looked infuriated but instead of causing anymore damage, he left. I looked down at my mother not knowing what to say to make this any better.

"Mom you need help." I stated like many time before. She's been hit by my father before in the past and each time I've told her she needed help she would brush it off.

"No! I'm fine just leave me the hell alone Alice." She stated getting up.

"But mom-" I stated only to have her cut me off.

"I said to leave me alone!" She yelled. I suddenly felt a stinging pain and I fell to the floor. My hand made it's way to my cheek that was stinging and probably red. My mother had just slapped me and I could do nothing. I stumbled as I got up.

"Mom I-" I started again but was cut off.

"Out!" She stated.

"But mom-" She cut me off yet again.

"I said out!" She slapped me again on the same cheek. I was about to fall again but I caught myself having the nearest wall help me hold my balance. I stumbled up the carpeted stairs into my room. I slid to the floor with my back against the wall. I tangled my hands into my hair as tears trailed down my cheeks. I had stayed in my room for a while until my sister came excited my mother had left to god knows where and the twins were also gone so I was alone. Layla had ran upstairs knocking on my door I opened it to see Layla smiling. I invited her in and she sat down on my bed.

"Alice I have great news! James and I have decided to have the wedding on the 31st of this month!" She stated. I was back considering I thought she was going to wait til October to have the wedding. I faked a smile and congradulated her. Today she had dragged me to to get her dress with her and while we got to the bridal shop she never once noticed something was wrong with me or that I had a bruise forming on my face and after trying on four different dresses she had chose a white dress with an empire with an empire waist. It had a sweetheart neckline with emboidery on the top and it flowed to the floor with a long train. Truthfully it was a beautiful dress. She had used dad's credit card to pay for it and it came out to 3,500 dollars. She was going to hide it into her closet.

While on the way home we had ran into Adrian. I sighed not wanting to deal with him right now. He's been at our house a lot lately for the last month. Things have gotten weird between us and right now it wasn't helping the way he looked at my cheek and that's when it hit me. The bruise was still visible. I tried to look to side without drawing attention to myself. Unfortunately somehow he convinced my sister into buying me something to eat but I couldn't help but feel that it would be a mistake. My sister had drop her dress of so she happily left us alone. He had walked to a nearby cafe in silence. We walked in and got a table quickly.

"So you mind telling me what happened for you to get tha bruise?" He asked. I had sighed again. I was disappointed that I couldn't avoid the subject but I had not choice. It was time to lie.

"I fell out of bed this morning." I lied trying my hardest to sound natural but it was obvious he wan't buying it. I inwardly cursed myself.

"How about you tell me what really happened." Adrian stated. I shook my head.

"No." I stated. He suddenly leaned forward a bit resting his chin in his hand.

"Please?" He pleaded. I sighed before I aswered.

"It was because of a little mishap." I stated. He looked confused by this.

"What your best friend steal your boyfriend?" He asked almost mockingly. What he said angered me.

"You know what I knew coming here was a mistake." I stated as I stood up from my chair. As I turned away from him Adrian grabbed my wrist.

"Wait. I'm sorry. What I said was wrong but I was trying to cheer you up." he stated. I hesitated for a moment then sat back down. Jut when we were about to continue speaking a waitress came up to us. She had saw Adrian and suddenly tried to cute.

"What can I get for you?" She asked looking towards Adrian batting her eyelashes. Adrian on the other hand hadn't even looked at her. He simply stated that a water would be fine while I actually ordered food. She attempted to flirt with Adrian but he ignored her and when she realized this she walked back to the back pouting. I looked away from where the waitress had gone and back to Adrian whose eyes were focused on me.

"I'm surprised. Usually if a pretty girl flirts with a guy the guy would at least aknowledge her." I stated. The waitress was in fact pretty so I found it odd that Adrian hadn't even looked at her.

"I'm here with you and speaking with you not her besides I find no interest in falsly leading a girl on." He stated.

"Now you were about to explain where those bruises came from." Adrian stated.

"Well it was an accident." I lied again. I refuse to admit what truly happened if I did who knows what would happen.

"You're a terrible liar." Adrian stated bluntly. I was trying to think up a better lie when the waitress came back and placed my food in front of me and Adrian's water in front of him. She yet again tried to flirt with him but to no avail. She had given up and left. I began eating and finally came up with an answer to Adrian's question.

"I'm not going to tell you besides it's not important." I stated. It was now Adrian' turn to sigh.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Like I said it isn't important and It's non of your concern." I stated. I continued eating and the rest of our time there was in silence. Once I finished Adrian was about to pay when I quickly pulled out my own money and placed it on the table. Adrian looked somewhat shocked.

"Im paying." I stated while standing. I had walked out into the warm late afternoon air. Adrian had caught up with me.

"I'm shocked that you actually paid for it." He stated.

"Why?" I asked looking up at him.

"Normally with a rich daddy's girl like you wouldn't dare to pay for it." He stated. I felt angry at his statement.

"I'm not normal, I'm not a daddy's girl, and I like being independent. Why is that so shocking to you?" I asked trying to keep my anger in check.

"You just don't seem like the type to pay for things on your own. Most stuck up rich girls don't." I felt even more angered at his outrageous statement.

"I'm not a stuck up rich girl but you're a stereotypical jackass." I stated walking ahead of him. I heard him catching up with me.

"What is it now? You caught up with me to continue insulting me?" I asked not even bothering to look at him.

"No. I didn't mean it that way." He stated picking up his pace to keep up.

"Just forget it and leave me the hell alone." I stated turning the corner he hadn't followed me which meant he actually listened to me. After a little while I had realized I was almost home.

Adrian's POV
I surprisingly felt terribe for what I said to Alice. I sighed as I continued walking. I figured that I should go to her house to apologize but on my way there I heard a mess of noises in a nearby ally. Drunken slurs were occurent along with cruel laughs and muffled screams. I walked closer to see it was three men sorrounding something or more like someone. I looked closer and saw Alice being pinned to the dirt stained brick wall by one of three men. Another one tried to pull her skit off while the last one was helping them. I felt infuriated and saw red. I silently lunged at the one pinning Alice to the wall.

The other two looked shocked at turned to see me. I had tackled the other man to the floor and starting beating him into a bloody pulp. The other two now lunged at me and got me of of the man. One held me back while the other started hitting me. The one hitting me had stopped when something hit him or rather Alice. She had tripped him and caught him off guard the man holding me back had looked shocked and wasn't paying attention. That's when I took the chance to release myself from his grip then punched him in his jaw. He fell to the ground in a cry of pain. and hadn't gotten back up. I walked towards Alice, who had looked shooken up.

"Alice are you alright?" I asked. She nodded and I had walked closer to her and hugged her. She seemed surprised but after a moment she hugged me back. After we let go each other I had walked her home. Once we made it to her door I stood in front of her.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier." I stated.

"Don't worry about it. Thank you for saving me and I'm sorry for calling a stereotypical jackass." She replied. I shook my head at her.

"Don't thank me or apologize." I stated. She and I said our goodbyes then she went inside after smiling at me. I smiled back at her then turned and walked towards my house. I had realized that if it hadn't have been for me that wouldn't have happened to her. As I walked inside inside of my house I had felt terrible.

Alice's POV
I plopped down on my bed after my shower. I was thankful that Adrian saved me or who knows where I would be. I rolled onto my side. I heard the faint and muffled arguing of my parents. I felt the vibration on the floor of someone falling and yells of pain. I hurried out of my room and into my parents' room. I saw my mother on the floor with my father standing over her. He saw and came over to me. He grabbed my forearm and pulled me back to my room.

"Mind your buisness Alice!" He yelled at me then shoved me. I stumbled to catch my balence then looked back at him.

"Dad why do you do this!" I screamed at him. I felt sharp pain in my cheek suddenly which made me fall. I held my cheek. I quickly realized my father had slapped me.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that!" He yelled grabbing me by my hair.

"Get your hands off my daughter!" My mother yelled running towards us. he pulled him away from me making me fall to the ground. Tears had stained my cheeks in trails. I was a complete mess but I was silent. I kept my silence. Keeping silent is one of the biggest rules in the mafia and I had no choice other than to follow it.

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