Don't Trust Them

by LoboFanGirl

When friends turn into people you don't know, sometimes it's more serious than others. Especially for mortals who have no clue what they're getting themselves into.

Preface

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How this all came into Being

I don't know why I trusted them. This whole situation was just too good to be true, and it was. As I watched one of the people I counted among my best friends walk away and essentially abandon me, I had to wonder how it all started. As the heels of his shoes made dull echoing thumps down the marble passageway I was caught in memories, trying to remember how this all started. How some of my best friends turned out to be people I barely even knew. How we all ended up in this damned casino from hell while some psycho threatened my friends and tried to make me pay for something I had no part in. The thought that came to my mind? Don't trust anyone from the mafia, even if you don't know that they're in the mafia. It only brings trouble. Trouble that you can't get out of on your own, and going to the authorities will damn you before it helps you.