"Lady Blossom. Lady Blossom, please wake up' The sun was shining in my face and I rose up from my bed. I looked over to see one of the maid, holding a concerned facial expression.
"What's wrong?"
"You're father requested your presence, now!" I hoped out of bed and quickly scurried into my father's room. I seen Butch sitting in a chair while my father was pacing in front of him. I knocked on the door, drawing the attention of them both.
"Oh you FINALLY woke up, good morning princess." His tone was not welcoming at all. More like sarcastic and dry.
"Good morning. Why have you requested me so early, something you want to talk about?" I sat in the chair next to Butch.
"Well this certainly isn't a pleasant call." He turned to look at Butch and I, both. "You two went to their club. Why?"
"Simple. It's like the hottest club in Townsville, I go there all the time" Butch's answer was nonchalant and carefree. That was only making my father more angry...
"We own plenty of bloody clubs, why THEIRS. I DON'T UNDERSTAND" He pinched the bridge of his nose, in an attempt to calm down. "That's not even the worst part. You two start a fight..."
"If it helps we won" Butch was not helping the situation...
"Do you NOT understand?! We are trying to end this feud, by starting a fight, you might have started a war!"
'Well I'm sorry, I was taught to fight every JoJo I set my eyes on!"
"Don't pull that card!'
"It's not a card, it's my life!" Butch was now getting angry, and I was starting wonder why I was still here... "Nothing I do is good enough for you!"
"Butch, please try to stay on the task at hand. The club. What happened?"
"Brick was trying to make a move on me, Butch came to the rescue. A fight broke out."
"That was more than a fight. I've seen the video. Gun shots, broken bar and table. Do you know how much we have to play in repairs?! 500 thousand dollars!'
"Not like we don't have the money..."
"That's not the issue! I don't want to spend my hard-earned money on this foolishness!'' Butch laughed.
"Hard earned money... that's funny dad. Honestly, that's the funniest joke of the year!"
"Are you moking me, boy?" Butch stayed silent, trying to respect our father.
'Dad, is there anything positive you have to say?" He stopped pacing and faced us, once more.
"Yes. Butch and Blossom, you both kicked ASS! Did you see the way you threw that table on him! it was very impressive and Blossom. My little girl, Blossom. When you knocked her out with your shoe, I thought you killed her." I couldn't help but smile.
"It's a trick I learned at school. If you make the neck crack in a certain area, you go straight to sleep. It's like hitting a pressure point."
"Impressive. Honestly. So on that note. Please don't try anything again, or there ill be a serious consequence. Butch you are dismissed" I watched Butch quickly get up.
"Good Luck" He winked before closing the oak doors behind him.
"Blossom, I'm so glad you're back. Now that you are we need to get down to business" I gave him a confusing look. "Remember what I told you, right before you got on the jet?" I searched my memories, trying to remember...
"Blossom, I know I can only trust you with this. You will make him fall in love with you, marry him then kill him. That's your duty for this family, for the mob. Bring the Jojo's down" I nodded, kissed my father one the cheek and turned to get on the jet that I knew was taking me to a far away place. And the saddest part, I knew I wasn't coming back.
I snapped back in reality once i felt my eyes sting. How could I forget something like that? i guess being away from my family for so long, I forgot. instantly all the anger I held in for so long came rushing to me.
'Do you remember?"
"I remember perfectly. I remember being shipped off to some place to learn to kill when I wanted to be a dancer. I was taught that emotions don't matter and they get you killed. I was taught that all you look out for are the people who mean the most. I was shipped away by the person that meant the most to me. No phone calls. No letters, no visits. All were allowed but never from MY family. On the holidays everyone went home, except me. I was stuck there! No one to vent to because I felt like I couldn't trust anyone. it was YOU, who did this to me daddy... It was you. You created this cold-hearted beast..." Before I knew it I was crying. My father lended against his desk, watching me. We sat in silence for what seemed to be hours when on reality it was only a few minutes.
"Blossom, I am so sorry"
"Sorry is only a word." he hung his head low, in shame.
"It wasn't my decision to send you off and i was under the impression that all interaction was of limits"
"None of that makes sense, if you didn't enroll me then who did?"
"Sedurita" I rolled my eyes. It all made perfect sense now...
I went into the Gym, where i knew Butch would be. I saw him lifting weights and instantly walked over. "So he didn't give you the third degree."
"No, worst."
"What could be worst than the first degree?'
"Going to dinner with the enemy"
"Who?" He set the bar back and sat up.
"All of us..."
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