SHE - MAFIA

Chapter 1

EVE

Pain has a sound. A unique sound that sings aggressively deep into your ears. It gets down to your heart, and butcher it without mercy. The feeling could last for eternity. Yes. Time cures all types of pain. Physical, emotional, name it.

Time is inevitable. Time is powerful. Time is super.

Above all, I don't think time can cure MY pain. I don't believe it can. My name is Evelyn Sanchez. Well it was, until I found out that I'm not a Sanchez.

I'm walking alone on the streets of Milan which i have no idea where in particular. It's late and I don't know what the time is exactly. Cause I don't care. I don't give a s**t about being in the middle of nowhere by this time of the night. I just want to get far away from everything.

The street is calm and little lonely cause you could only see few people walking by. A part of me is grateful for the streets lights, making it less scary and dark. Though it still looks dangerous. Dangerous for a girl like me to be alone in it. I should know better.

That's my brother's words. I don't give a damn.

He is not my brother. The thought of it breaks my heart into pieces. Mum and Dad are not my parents. I'm not a real Sanchez. Where the hell did I f*****g come from? Why did they keep such secret from me? Why?!

*****

I am walking happily along our huge hall way with plans of telling mum and dad what i want for my coming eighteenth birthday on my mind. Almost reaching the living room, i see Angelo, brother's second hand man and friend leaning on the wall. He must be waiting for brother or something.

Hey Angelo" he smile down at me. He is so tall. My neck arch whenever I look up at him.

"Hey kiddo" he say as he reach to pat my hair like he always do. I playfully move away from him.

"No! Stop calling me kiddo. I'm almost eighteen! I'm a grown woman" I pout making him chuckle.

"I don't care if you are ninety kiddo, you are still my kiddo" he says making me pout the more. He chuckle again. Apart from brother Ace, he is my second brother. He is so super nice and caring. I'm glad I have two loving brothers.

I'm so lucky.

"Where's mum and dad?"

"In the living room" he says. I punch his left arm before running off.

"Hey!"

I chuckle. I do that all the time. He would say I'm super strong for a little girl. Well I'll prove to him that I am not a little girl. Moving closer to the living room, I stop on my track.

"Will Ace accept this? You know how he can be." mum say. I wonder what they are talking about. Geez Evelyn. It's not good to eavesdrop on mum and dad conversation. Brother will be mad at you. But they are talking about him.

"He is going to accept it. We told him this day will come" dad says emotionlessly. He is one emotionless man. Sometimes I wonder if he has a heart.

"He loves Evelyn" mum says.

What the...

"I know he does. That's why I let him keep her the day he brought her into this Mansion seventeen years ago."

There my heart stopped.

They both notice my presence and look at me.

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I ran off after I saw the look on their faces when they saw me standing there. I heard everything they said. I stood there, hoping to find a little false in what they just said. But I couldn't find none. I ran. I hear mum call but Dad said 'let her go'

That alone clarified everything. Every damn thing. I ran pass Angelo. He kept calling me. Asking me to wait. I didn't. I ran as fast as never. I ran out of the mansion, out of the compound, i board a bus that stopped somewhere. I got out of the bus. I kept walking and walking, drowning in my sorrows, drowning in my pain, dad's words ringing in my head repeatedly. I continue walking. Until I found myself here. Late and in a lonely street. I don't care. I just want to be away from those liars. Far away from them.

I can't believe that my whole life has been a lie. I'm not really a Sanchez. I was picked up somewhere. Brother picked me. Why didn't he tell me? Why didn't he tell me about who I am? Where I am from? Seventeen f*****g years of my life has been a joke. No wonder mum and dad didn't care for me as much as brother did. I was blind to everything. He was the only one that showed me real love. He acted as my actual parent not mum and dad. They were faking it this whole time. They pretended to love me just to make brother happy.

I am nothing to them. I am nothing to anyone!

I hug myself tightly as I walk. The cold is f*****g aggressive and I am not even wearing a sweater or hoodie. I didn't have time to think of that before running off. Gosh will I survive this night? It's freezing here and I am on a lonely street at this time of the night. I have no money or idea of where to go. I have only one friend, Mariam but she is out of the country for a funeral at her maternity home.

Brother doesn't allow me have other friends. According to him, it's not advisable to have many. Gosh he was my everything. My mum and dad. Why didn't I notice this ever since? He is the only one that cared so much about me.

Now I am so f*****g angry. Angry at him, myself and this f****d up world.