PRETTY AS A PICTURE

CHAPTER 6 TIME FOR THE TRUTH.

Clays POV

I watched Izzy immediately get up when I sat down, I didn't care though I was so pissed at her for being so reckless, I talked to Dad but all he could say is that none of this was Izzy's fault she was so use to protecting herself she has forgotten how to fear. Dad also added the fact that Izzy had no idea who she was dealing with. I greeted my grandfather we all talked over the remainder of dinner then we retired to the living room. Grandpa spoke non stop about Izzy's Poppa and how similar Izzy was to him. According to Grand pa he had met Izzy at the park and they made a quick connection, He didn't get around to asking her who or where she lived. 

I found Grandpa's story a little off because as long as I can recall he spent all his spare time at the shooting range he owned, and Izzy hadn't gone any where in the last 2 weeks without one of us. I kept my suspicions to myself. I also noticed Grandpa kept looking at his watch like he had to be some where, this was more odd behavior for him he normally stayed the night when he visited. After one more glance at his watch Grandpa hugged us all one by one and left. I was not the only one who thought he was acting strange, Dad also gave him a look.

Dad, Mum aunty Ara and myself sat drinking coffee the twins left for bed shortly after Grandpa departed. I looked at Aunty Ara " Aunty I really think we need to tell Izzy who we are, we don't need to tell her about herself but she's so reckless and I'm afraid she'll go to far" Aunty Ara looked at me then looked over to Mum and Dad and sighed. "I knew I couldn't keep her completely in the dark, I also knew Izzy would unknowingly stir things up, She has spent the last two years of her life with my dad and well he spoilt her rotten, she has been a law unto herself and even I'm at a loss as to what to do". "It's ok Ara we will figure it out together" My mum responded holding Aunty Ara's hand.

"I'm concerned also Ara, Our Izzy has managed to piss off all the children of the most dangerous family in this area, Mr Giovani is set to retire soon handing over the reigns of his empire to Massimo at the very least we should start to train her, In this world all our kids start training at 17 which means Izzy is a whole year behind". Dad added. "Aunty Ara I suspect your dad may have shown Izzy a thing or two just judging by the way she handled Stella this morning and the fact that she is very confident would suggest she has some skill" I said. "Izzy took self defense, she did spend nearly all her time with dad but they were fishing or going to movies stuff like that so I don't think she has had any real training" Aunty Ara responded.

"Lets tell her who we are" Mum said "Clay go up and get her" dad ordered. Reluctantly I walked up the stairs and opened her bedroom door without knocking, she looked up from her books then immediately looked away. " Izzy dad wants to see you in the living room now" she didn't even look at me or acknowledge I had said anything, she just stood up and walked past me like I wasn't there, I'm pretty sure I saw disgust in her eyes. I followed her down she squashed in next to dad even though there was plenty of space next to her mum and I.

Dad chuckled at her "You comfortable Iz" dad asked looking at her squashed frame still laughing at her behavior "Perfectly Uncle" she replied as she wriggled trying to get comfortable. " Ok Iz so what I'm about to tell you may shock you, but in light of recent events we have been left with no choice" dad started. " Lets start with me, so I'm a made man Iz I belong to the local Mafia, I'm born and bred, My dad and your Poppa were also Mafia" Dad said waiting for a response from her. "Makes sense" she said without any shock at all . "Okay with that said the Giovani's are the head of the Mafia Iz, which means even if we don't like it we are answerable to them Iz, In order to keep peace amongst ourselves they are all to be treated with respect, you with me so far" dad asked her

"I get it" is all she said "Now Iz here comes the hard part our marriages are pretty much arranged and unfortunately for the daughters of the Mafia they actually get no say in who they marry, The decisions are made by their families, the only way to get out of it is if the current Don or leader if you like, doesn't agree to the match but that hardly ever happens" Dad explained "So what's that got to do with me uncle, My Poppa left I'm not a Mafia daughter, I just live with you gangsters" she replied making Mum and Dad chuckle. "Sorry Iz but once Mafia always Mafia so we are going to have to quickly find you a match for your own protection" Dad explained " Not meaning to be rude uncle but  No I'll protect myself" 

"Izzy be respectful" Aunty Ara scolded "Ma be truthful" Izzy retorted with disdain in her words. Aunty Ara put her head down. "Izzy that's enough" Mum said to her with authority in her voice. "Actually Aunty Jazz with all do respect it is enough and I've had it, I move here you guys are great then I have all these angry a s s holes coming at me left right and center, I am forced to deal with them or who knows what they might do,  then you tell me that there is a possibility that one of these angry bastards maybe matched to me I didn't go looking for any of this s**t, I'm grateful to you guys for taking us in, but if I'm not allowed to defend myself and if you guys think that its cool that my ma who I trusted to always be honest with me  hasn't  been I have an easy solution, to rid you guys of all of the headaches, I am going to leave" she said as she stood up to walk out.

I noticed Izzy's eyes were cold she showed no emotion almost like she had turned it off, Aunty Ara was sobbing at this point and Izzy didn't even flinch all I could think was what a cold b***h. For the first time dad raised his voice at her "Izzy sit down now" he bellowed I watched her she looked at him but showed no signs of fear what so ever, I was now a little impressed with her. "Uncle what else would you like to say because I don't want to hear any more or have to watch my ma cry cos she feels guilty because my whole life is a lie, so if you will excuse me I need to pack" she responded calmly with no emotions.

"Izzy get back over here and sit down before I make you" dad was now yelling at her Mum and Aunty Ara were both crying, I sat knowing better than to get in my dads way when he was angry, My dad was a stone cold killer but at home he was just an ordinary dad, Izzy had just unleashed the beast in him and none of us could help her now. "Make me uncle really?" she responded Mum gasped and I stood up knowing Izzy had gone to far, Dad had only ever disciplined me once in my life and Grace once last year and we both ended up in Hospital. Did we deserve it Yip we did. Did we do it again no we didn't. Izzy was about to learn a lesson the Mafia way.

Dad walked over to Izzy grabbing her arm roughly, She looked back at him with disgust without warning she dropped to the ground and swiped dads legs out from under him with her right leg as she turned low to the ground. Dad hit the floor and landed on his back, he was quick to snap back up but Izzy stood ready. We were all shocked I heard dad say in a deathly tone " so you want to play little girl, Lets play" Izzy stood still as dad reached for her with his left fist but then connected to the side of her face with his right.

What she did next was a little scary she stumbled back, but quickly corrected herself she wiped the blood from her lip and smiled at dad looking him straight in the eye " Is that all you got uncle?" she replied. Mum fell back in her seat, Aunty Ara continued to sob and I watched in horror thinking to myself Izzy's life is over. Dad lost all control he punched kicked and Jabbed, Izzy dodged with lightning speed dad connected a few times but Izzy kept getting up, dad came back with a round house kick Izzy with all her strength caught his leg then kicked him swiftly in the groin, dad went down, Izzy was quick to nail him on the ground with a series of quick punches as she sat on him and when he became unconscious she pulled a blade out of no where lifted his head back and held it to his throat ready to slice it open.

Mum screamed "Izzy honey no" I stood shocked I had just witnessed my dad who was the number one killer and fighter for the Mafia (other than Massimo) be completely defeated by a 5 foot 9 inch tall girl, who was smaller in stature by more than half. I snapped out of my trance "Iz put the knife away baby please" I was literally begging. Izzy began to laugh she flipped her knife in her hand flipped it back to what looked like the back of her pants, She stood throwing dads head to the ground roughly she was bleeding from her nose, lip and head she looked at the three of us " I am truly grateful, I didn't lie but like my Poppa taught me it is better to die than to be disrespected for no reason, so just a heads up if you ever decide to come at me make sure you kill me because as long as I am breathing I'll keep coming at ya" she was covered in blood both hers and dads. With that she walked up stairs packed a bag walked passed us still bleeding profusely taking her Mums keys she jumped in the car and was gone.

Mum had made her way over to dad Aunty Ara had called the Familia's Doctor he arrived in 10 mins of Izzy leaving, The twins came down stairs and stood looking at dad in horror they began to cry I ran over to them and hugged them "What happened to him" Saffia stuttered through her tears. I was at a loss for words but then Grace noticed Izzy was gone. "Clay what happened?' Grace was now demanding an answer. "Um dad tried to discipline Izzy and um it didn't go well for dad" I said not really knowing how to feel. Grace shocked me and responded with a slight smirk "That's my girl". "Grace what the actual" I responded "All is fair in love and war brother, if dad wasn't lying there Izzy would be, remember I tried to fight back too but I didn't win and the first thing we are taught in training is 'If you are going to fight back rather than receive your punishment and lose forgive because it was your choice to fight" 

I was kind of sad that my sisters were trained like that for us boys the teaching was very different, It was pretty much word for word what Izzy's Poppa had taught her. The Doctor told us that dad was just knocked out and had multiple broken ribs he was going to be in huge pain in the morning and probably would need 4 weeks to recover properly so he should take it easy. I walked over to the Doctor and asked if he would let me report this to our Don, I explained it was an in house matter and Dad was not attacked like the Doctor assumed he nodded at me left meds and walked out the door.

What a night I thought to myself and the only thing that was clear was that Izzy was definitely trained and by the looks of her in action she was lethal.