The Mafia Down the Street (EDITING & FIXING...
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I was cleaning my bathroom jamming to some music.
I was swaying my hips and dancing around with the toilet scrubber and a bottle of bleach in my hand.
I was enjoying myself when the song ended. I waited for the next song, but instead I heard a door open.
I froze in my dancing position with my hands in the air.
Who in the fuck is in my house?
I set down the toilet brush and bleach before I cautiously go towards my bathroom door. I take a deep breathe before ripping the door open.
I see a tall figure, but I don't waste a second before I reach for the fork sitting on a table outside of the bathroom door before launching it straight at the person's face.
They drop to the floor landing in a pushup position. I try to find another weapon, but I quickly realize it's Carter when I hear his voice.
"ANDIE WHAT THE FUCK?"
Is he seriously questioning ME right now? HE'S IN MY HOUSE.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'ANDIE WHAT THE FUCK'? WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I have to relax for a second.
I grab my chest trying to stop the high rate beating taking place inside of my rib cage.
I'm having a fucking heart attack.
I watch as Carter looks between me and the fork in my bedroom wall before he smirks at me.
Fucking typical. He scares the living shit out of me and has the nerve to question my fork?
"It's the only thing I could get my hands on."
Andie Stone is a 17 year old girl who knows how to have a good time and how to get business done. She is a trained assassin and street fighter who can handle her own.
Despite her young age, she is known for her attitude and skills, but the best part? She ends up crossing paths with a stubborn and temperamental mafia leader who lives just down the road.
Along the way she will be reunited with old friends and meet new enemies.
Who can she trust?