Disclaimer: I do not own Boondock Saints
Welcome to another Boondock Saints story I am co-authoring with the lovely Alec1116. Im very excited about this one and I hope you all enjoy it. R&R
Chapter 1
She sat out on the balcolny of the house she was visiting that day, keeping her posture proper as not to wrinkle her business outfit. She wore a black pencil skirt, white cami, black jacket and black heels. The sun made her aqua blue eyes a little bit brighter, though it could not take the sadness out of them.
"Alexandria? Your father is ready to see you, come inside and fix your hair," An older woman said to her before going back inside.
"Yes mother..." Alexandria sighed before throwing her long brown hair over her shoulder. She haistly braided it and headed inside.
Alexandria walked into her father's office. He sat in his chair, looking powerful and intimidating. As a child her father use to frighten her, now she had no fear of the aging man. His hair was now fully grey and his dark eyes had a few wrinkles around them. "Alec, sit down."
Alexandria sat down, she may no longer fear her father, but she knew to respect him. She looked at her father, wondering what he could want from her now. "What do you need?"
"There is much we need to discuss. You know I plan to step down as the head of our...large family...soon and I need to find my replacement. Having no sons makes this a little more difficult," He looked at his daughter.
"Do you want me to give you an opinion? Honestly papa not one of the men under you is good enough to lead the families," Alexandria played with the silver charm bracelette that was on her wrist.
Her father smiled, not enough to reach his eyes, but more warm then he normaly gave and shook his head. "No, you righ none of them could lead, but what if a woman ran things?"
"What do you mean?" She looked at her father, confusion plain and clear on her face.
"I know it is uncommon for a woman to be in control of everything. You are more loyal than anyone, you do everything without question, and you are very intelligent. I want you to take over my dear daughter," He smiled again at her.
"What? You want me to what?" Alexandria jumped up and stared in complete shock.
Alexandria's father stood up and walked over to her. "I have made up my mind, and I know the men will follow you, the respect you. You will take over."
"No," Alexandria said without hesitation.
"Excuse me?" The smile faded from his face, he was not accustomed to people telling him no.
"No, I will not take over for you...find someone else to do it..." Alexandria stood her ground, no fear present in her.
Alexandria's father radiated anger, betrayal, and disappoitment. "You are telling me no? I am your father!"
"I have done everything you have asked of me for years, because you are my father and I respect you; however I do not like the part I have already played in all of this. I will not lead this and encourage everything that goes on! I am done with it!" Alexandria stormed out.
"Get back here!" Her father called after her, but she kept going.
Alexandria got in her little black car, tears of rage and frustration streaming down her face, and drove to her own apartment. As soon as she got there she ran up into her room and tried to refrain from breaking objects.
"Who does that bastard think he is?" To try to calm down she degan tearing into old journals. While doing so sheet music fell out. Alexandria gently picked it up and held it close to her heart. During all those difficult years, music had been her salvation. Without it she probably would not have survived everything her parents put her through.
Alexandria then knew what to do to help her get over this afternoon's events. She changed into jeans an emerald green tank top and black flats. She got into her car a drove out to a nearby bar that she had come to love, one that had karaoke most nights. Little did she know what awaited her that night.