Blood & Pain: My Mafia Stepbrother

chapter 1 Mia

Mia p.o.v.

I was standing in front of my house, waiting for my father, just wanted to see him one last time, just for once, but he didn't show up. A part of me knew already that he will not come but still, I was hoping like a pathetic little girl.

My mother was waiting in the car, a little impatient as we were getting late for the flight, but I didn't care. I wanted to see my father and if I had to stand there all night, then I would have done it.

“Mia baby, just come in the car, he didn't want to see you, how will you understand?"

I didn't reply to her, I won't talk to her unless she told me everything. I kept standing there in front of my house, ringing the doorbell again and again. All the curtains were closed, and the lights were off, but I knew he was inside. Why was he hiding? Why didn't he want to meet his only daughter?

My father and I were always close to each other. He was humble, caring, and intelligent he was perfect and my role model but in one month everything changed.

After the divorce, my father stopped talking to me. I could understand he was hurt, but what did I do? I was still his daughter. He didn't want my Custody, so now I have to move in with my mother and his new husband.

And today was the day when I had to move in with my stepdad and his son in a whole new city. I just wanted to see my father before moving, but sadly he wanted to avoid meeting me. The worst thing was, I still wanted to meet him...even after the way he treated me.

Last time when I talked to my father he behaved like a madman, shouting at mom and me saying we ruin his life. I didn't understand a word he was saying, but the past is past…

I accept that he won't want to live with me, maybe because I look like mom and the thought of seeing my face every day disgusts him.

Anyway, I accept everything and now, I don't want any explanation for his behaviour. I just wanted to meet him, but I think he was serious last time when he said that, he prefers not to see my and my mother's face, ever again.

I glanced one last time at the house where I grew up, I had so many happy memories of this house, however, the house was not big still, it was my home.

My eyes stared at the garden where my father planted those lily flowers for me because lily was my favourite flower. But now the plants had dried up, there was no flower.

I think my father abandoned those plants too, just as he abandoned me. My eyes became blurry due to the tears, but I closed my eyes, I couldn't cry, and I will not cry. Thinking about those happy memories, I decided to go back in the car.

I was about to enter the car When I heard the door opening. My father opened the door. He was wearing his grey trouser and blue sweater, looking exactly as handsome as he was before. But when I looked at his face, I could barely recognize him.

His eyes were red, and he got those dark circles, looks like all the light was lost from his face.

My father was just 18 when he had me, but he did not leave me and my mom. All of my friends used to say that my father looked younger than his age but now when I was seeing him, he looked so miserable.

Seeing him like this...I started crying, he was a happy man, there was always a smile on his face, but now his face was full of sorrow. What did my mother do to him? I will never forgive her.

“Princess, I'm sorry I was sleeping, that's why I didn't hear the doorbell. What happens, is everything alright? Why are you crying?”, He asked while coming toward me.

He was stuttering. I could clearly see that he was lying as he never slept that early and he asked me why I was crying...perhaps he was still my old father who used to care for me.

“Nothing, I was just so happy to see you, and I was not crying, it's just happy tears ”.

I mumbled and hugged him tightly, maybe this was the last time, I was hugging him. Ugh, stop exaggerating Mia, not last time but still, I had no idea when I will meet him again.

“I am pleased to see you too, and I am so sorry about the last time, I know whatever your mom did it was not your fault… I was just so angry, and I don't know what was thinking at that time,” he blurted out, still stuttering.

Why was he stuttering like that, maybe because we met after a long time? It was just one month, but my father never stay away from me and my mother, whenever he had to go on a business trip he took me and my mother with him.

My father was a perfect man and perfect husband, why did my mother leave him, and then she married that old man my father was ten times better and younger than him. God knows what she was thinking.

“It's ok dad it is all in the past, and I am not angry at you, at least not anymore. I come here to say goodbye, I am moving to L, A”.

“Yes, I know. I am sorry you have to go to L.A. with your mother but believe me Mia things are so complicated now, and it is best for you if you live with your mom”.

I wanted to ask him what was complicated, but I prefer not to ask. He is not going to tell me anyway, so I just nodded my head and started walking toward the car.

“Wait Mia”, dad stopped me when I was about to open the car door.

“Yes, Dad,” I asked.

He was looking nervous, too nervous... probably it's because of mom as she was staring at him like she will eat him alive. What happened to her, she was acting like a wicked witch.

“I want to say that if you ever feel unsafe in L.A. you can call me and tell me okay, I will come for you. I know now you have a new dad, but always remember that you will be my daughter and I will always be there for you”.

He was behaving like I am going into a war. And if he was there for me, then he should have taken my custody. I wanted to say so many things, but I didn't...wanted to avoid arguing and fighting with him. So, I just smiled.

“ Don't worry dad I will be safe, and you are my only father, that old man is not my father, and he will never be. I will call you when I get there and honestly, I don't know when I come here again, but I can promise you one thing, I will be here for your birthday”.

“Okay princess,” he said and kissed my forehead.

After saying goodbye to my father and friends, Mom and I go to the airport for our flight. I was so nervous and afraid about the new city. I didn't even know anyone there. I meet my stepdad once at their wedding, and by the looks of that man, I could tell he was very dangerous.

I understand looks can't define anyone's personality, but when I saw him all I could feel was fear.

He looked like in his early fifties, and he was pretty handsome but not more handsome than my father, God knows what my mother saw in him. And yeah, he had a scar near his eyebrow that looked like a blade cut.

My mom told me that he has a son too, which means now I have a stepbrother. I didn't see him at the ceremony. Why he didn't come to his father's wedding... anyway, I don't want to know, and I don't care.

All I care about is myself and my father once I became eighteen I will leave L.A. and go to New York then I will live with my father…

I know he abandoned me, but I forgive him already, and I will not leave him like my mother. I have to survive in L.A. for Just one year, then I will be free...perfect plan.