Mafia Hearts
Cy, Reuce, and (possibly) Flynka.
Summary
CeCe&Flynn and Rocky&Ty are on different sides of the mafia. They have seen eachother at school a few times, but were never real good friends... Until, their parents' decide to have a dinner to discuss a truce. The kids immediately love and hate eachother. Who loves and who hates? Will there be a truce or just more fighting? Why are they at war in the first place? Find out in my new A/U story!
XXXXXRocky's POVXXXXX
"And we're going to a dinner to talk about a truce." Dad says in a rough voice. This is shocking! My Dad, leader of the Blue organization, wants to have a truce? We've been at war with the Jones organization for as long as I can remember! I do think the have a kid my age though... I hate her! Well, I've never met her, but her Dad put a hit-out on my Dad! So I have to hate her. I should probably explain who I am.
I am Rocky (Raquel) Blue, daughter of Curtis Blue (aka The Bang) and Marcia Blue (aka the Witch), Sister of Tyler (Ty) Blue (aka... ladies man ~sigh~), and my bestfriend is Deuce Martinez; we've been friends since as long as I can remember!
My Dad is a *ahem* a mob boss. A very powerful one if I do say so myself... We are currently at war with the Jones. I do not know why my Dad wants to have a peace dinner! We've been at war since I was four! I hate ther entire family...
Well, that's my story. I am Rocky Blue, daughter of mob boss, The Bang.
"But I got another date with Tinka!" Ty whines. His phone goes off, he looks at it, then his faces brightens. "Neva mind! I got anotha date with Cindy!" Sometimes I wonder if we're even related! How could Ty be so mean? I actually thought he liked Tinka. Well, I don't like Tinka 'cause she's mean to me, but still! He has a new girl like every two days (if not day) and he has never once told our secret. Deuce knows because well, he's Deuce; he's got his ways...
"I don't care. This has already been settled and I know what I am doing! This is happening! I want a truce... I want an alliance with the Jones and I want it now." Dad says angrily as he pounds his fist on the kitchen table.
Ty and I knew we shouldn't press the matter further. If Dad wants something; he gets it. Ty and I know not to stand in his way.
"Yes, Daddy." Ty says sheepishly. A look of realization covers his face then he quickly adds, "But could I bring Cindy with me? Her and I can just go in the back room why you talk and-" My jaw drops. Ty is talking back to Dad? What's going on? Maybe Cindy is special to him! Ty is finally giving up his childish ways! He's still gonna get an ear-full...
"Enough, Tyler! I said no! Do not back-talk me!" Dad says, even angrier than before (If that's possible).
"B-but!" Ty whines sadly. He better shut up or he's dead meat...
"Enough!" Dad's voice roars through the entire kitchen. You sure did it, Ty... Now Dad is in a wonderful mood... Now I can't see if Deuce can come!
Dad stalks out of the kitchen with an angry expression on his face.
"Wait, Dad!" I call, running to catch up to him.
"What, Raquel?" Dad asks sweetly. Dad and Ty have never really got along because Ty always defies him while I just listen; Thus, making me be the favorite child! Poor, poor, Ty.
"Can I bring Deuce?" I ask hopefully. He has to say yes! I'm using my puppy dog eyes! He can't say no!
"Deuce is your friend with the headphones, right? 'Cause he knows all about our life. Ya can bring 'em. But if he gets in the way!" Dad says, starting to tense as he makes the kkkk sound and moves his finger across his neck.
"Yeah, Deuce knows everything! He found out because his Mom makes him do backround check on all of his friends. Somehow he led me back to you." I say with a chuckle, upon remember the day he confronted me.
It was in the fourth grade after he found out one of his friends was really a criminal that was a migit... Odd times, yes, but his Mom decided he has to do backround checks on them now.
He did one on me and he found me out! We thought there was like no ties to me and my Dad!
(FlashBack)
"Ummm, Rocky can I talk to you?" Deuce asks hopefully.
"Sure, Deuce." Rocky says happily.
"Are you in the mob?" He suddenly blurts out. Rocky's jaw drops nearly to the floor as she stands in shock. "You a'ight?" Deuce waves a hand past Rocky's face in confusion.
"Shh! Deuce, people can't know!" Rocky/whisper yells franticly.
"Oh, sorry. Let's talk somewhere in private." He says firmly, yet slightly sheepish.
Rocky nods in reply. They walk to a near-by tree in silence. Neither one knowing quite what to say. The silence wasn't awkward, nice, or weird; It was simply silence. Uncomfortable at the most, I guess.
"So, uhhh, you-you're Dad is in the mob? The Bang?" He asks knowingly.
"Yes, but you can't tell anyone!" I beg pladingly.
"I won't. I don't want you getting hurt, now do I?" Deuce asks with a cheeky smile.
Deuce has changed a lot over the years. Back then, he wore headphones around his neck (Yes, that has always been his signature look), usually a black button up shirt and skinny jeans.
The young boy decided to become a sales man in the sixth grade. Though, being a sales man, he had to change his wardrobe.
"Thanks, Deuce." Rocky whispers as her and Deuce seem to get lost in the moment. Next thing you know, Rocky and Deuce are slowly moving their heads closer, that is until sense comes back to Rocky and she quickly throws are arms around his neck and brings him in for a bone-crushing hug.
"Woa." Deuce says in shock.
"I'm a good hugger." Rocky jokes with a grin.
And that's how Deuce knows...
"Very well. Just make sure he don't know too much." Dad says firmly as he walks out of the room.
"Nice move, slick." Ty says, almost in awe.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I say innocently as I walk out of the room with a smirk.
Before I walk out, I hear him mutter "How does she do it?" with a confused expression.
I finish walking out with an even wider smirk in place. This is something I like to call...sibling rivalry. Place evil smirk in.
XXXXXCeCe's POVXXXXX
"-so we're having a truce dinner." Dad finishes in a deep voice.
"But Dad! I don't wanna meet them! They've tried to kill you!" I say defiantly.
"Cecelia! You are going and that is final!" He yells angrily as he beats his hands on the table.
"Someone's aggressive." I mutter annoyed.
"Excuse me?" He asks angrier.
"Nothing, Daddy." I whisper scaredly.
"Good." He says in a gruff voice. I gotta admit, I don't really like my Dad; He's kinda a jerk to me. I mean, not abusive or anything, but I guess just rude. I like him as my Dad, but if I wasn't his daughter, I wouldn't like him. It seems like Everything I say (or think...) doesn't make sense.
I put on this airhead act so that I can annoy me Dad! Unfortunatly, my Dad took me to school one day and I had to keep it up there, so now I'm like an airhead there too. It kinda sucks, but it's funny sometimes.
It's kinda embarrassing though sometimes when the school's ladies man sees it. Who is the school's ladies man, you ask? Tyler Joseph Blue. I have to admit, I have a tiny, tiny crush on him. He's hot. Though, there's something off about him. He's kinda weird and I don't know how to explain it. Maybe he's in the mob, too! Hahahahaha! Yeah right!
"Whatever." I mutter annoyed.
"CeCe!" Flynn whisper/yells nervously. Me and Flynn are pretty close. Neither of us really like our Dad, but we look out for eachother. I don't think Dad would ever hurt him, but mob boss or not, I would kill my Dad if he ever hurt Flynn.
It's a weird bond me and Flynn have.
"I'm leaving before I get too mad!" Dad says angrily then stalks out with a frown.
"CeCe, don't make him too mad!" Flynn says warningly. Why is it that my little brother is more wise than me? Because wise doesn't look good on me.
"Sorry, kiddo." I say, ruffling his hair.
"One; don't ruffle the hair! And two; never call me kiddo, again!" Flynn yells in his best angry voice.
"Whatever you say, kiddo!" I exclaim happily, ruffling his hair again, then walk out of the kitchen with a plate of bacon. Ahhh, bacon; mine and Flynn's favorite.
"You excited to meet them, Cecelia?" Mom asks excitedly. Why won't Mom lay of the full name? I hate my name.
"Yeah, Mom, I'm extactic to meet the people who tried to kill Dad." I say with a eyeroll.
"Cut it out, smarty-pants!" Mom snaps annoyed.
End Chapter
A/N
Ok... IT'S OFFICIAL! YA'LL CAN KILL ME! I should've updated my other stories before writing ANOTHER one lol. I'm sowy :( I hope you guys like this one :)
Trinity Out
Peace!