The Long Lost Mafia Princess

Chapter 71

It has been a few days since whatever that with Britney had happened.

After Britney was taken away, we all just headed home.

No one looked at me with a disgusted face or anything other than love and adoration which I'm grateful for.

I'm grateful that they're supporting my decision in joining the mafia and wanting to find people who've hurt others, like people have hurt me and then punish them for it.

It's nice knowing that people have your back, that they are supporting you in the decisions that you are making. 

Today is the mafia ball and,...I don't know. I'm not scared or anything, but maybe a little nervous you know.

For all those people there, I've been missing for 13 years, I just know that people will stare and look, they'll definitely look knowing that I'm the daughter of the number one mafia boss in the world.

I had just come back from training with the twins, Xander and Xavier.

I've been training more each day, I want to join the mafia as soon as possible so that means that I need to complete the test soon.

Which means that I will need to train more, which isn't a bad thing because I want too, you know.

Britney had managed to hit me once, that on itself is a shame on me.

That can never happen again with anyone, so I took it upon myself to do more training in the fighting part.

I can already shoot my gun and throw my knifes, I had the skills, now I want those same skills but with the fighting part and the only way to get that is by training more.

I'm training each morning and evening for a few hours.

I don't mind doing it, it clears my mind too.

Now that I'd finished training for today, I needed to shower and get ready to go to the hair salon with my aunts and grandma.

We had booked an appointment the same day I shot Britney.

We were going to visit her in a couple of days, the same day we're visiting their friends.

The whole family is going, for what can we call it?.......a torture family trip. 

That's a decent name is it not?

The name literally tells you what we're going to do there.

We are going to visit them and then torture them, a little family bonding time.

When I was ready I went downstairs and walked to the kitchen.

I gave dad and my brothers a hug and kiss on the cheek before walking outside where my grandma and aunts were already waiting in a car.

I got in the back and buckled my seatbelt before we drove to the mall.

"So how are you feeling about tonight?" Grandma asked.

"Okay I think" I answered to her question.

she gave me this look so I gave her more, "-I don't know, I'm not scared or nervous I think, but...I don't know"

"Try, try to tell what is on your mind. Maybe we can help."

"It's just, all these people probably know that I had been kidnapped right, they are not stupid, they'll know or guess what happened to me. I just don't want to be looked at as the girl who was abused her whole life before finding out it was all a lie you know." I clarified

"Then show them that you aren't that girl. Show them how strong you are, and even though you've faced all that in your life, you're still kind and sweet too those who deserve it. Show them your kindness, but show them what you can do if they cross the line even a tiny bit. Show them everything, let them see the power you have and can hold." Aunt Adira said.

I looked at her and gave her a nod with a grateful smile back.

"So do you guys know what you want to get your hair done into?" Aunt Valencia now asked.

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We had arrived in the hair salon after about 40 minutes of sitting in the car, driving here.

The car ride here was fun, we talked about a lot of things, it was fun and nice talking to the girls of the family like that.

In the car ride here, I figured out what I wanted to do with my hair.

Honestly I love my hair, I love the fact that it is this long but it's just a little too long.

I think that I'm just going to ask for a little trim and to then straighten my hair.

I've never had my hair straightened before, so it'll be interesting.

Personally I feel like straightening your hair, screams more danger and power than curling your hair.

And by me already having this more innocent kind of dress, having my hair straightened will give me some balance, I hope.

We were all sitting next to each other in the chairs there as they washed our hair.

For today we were all just having a trim and then go further on that by maybe straightening or curling your hair,...

No one was going to dye their hair or anything, which will take less time but I wouldn't have mind it, if we needed to wait.

"what would you like me to do for your hair honey?" The hairdresser asked when we returned from washing my hair and were now back to sitting down in the chairs before the mirrors.

"Can you just do a little trim, I want to keep as much as possible please."

"Okay, I'll do what I can." She said as she started examining the damage my hair had.

I've never used any heat on my hair, but had also never cut it.

Usually when it was really dead, it just broke of, I never really had the privilege of going to the hair salon before.

"There isn't much dead, but there is about 2 to 2 and a half inches that needs to be cut off okay"

I gave her a simple nod, "Okay, thank you."