Innocent Mafia Queen

She walked down the dark alley every step she took echoed through the walls. Her head was hanging low hiding from anyone that might know or see her. As if that were not enough she had also hidden her fair face with no imperfections by the cap she had on her head.

Her oversized hoodie also hid her feminine body she was not thin and she wasn't overweight either. People that saw her in daylight were mesmerized by her beauty they called her snow-white for her fair skin and her naturally plump red lips her big round sky-blue eyes and jet-black hair almost midnight blue in the right light made her one of a kind.

Her body had curves all in the right places she had a flat stomach and medium-sized breasts an ass that looked good in a dress and a little bit of thighs. To put it simply she had an hourglass figure but what people didn't know was that even though she was the perfect beauty on the outside she was the broken torn beast on the inside.

All of her scars on her body proved that for vengeance was all she cared about. IN the pitch-black dark alley she had hidden all her beauty under the oversized hoodie and cap and even though she had tight black jeans on she almost looked like a guy.

If people didn't notice her perfectly manicured nude long nails and typical girly beauty of a face they would mistake her for a guy at night.

See at night she's just one of her many personalities. She doesn't have a personality disorder no. It was more because of the fact that she has a double life. At night she becomes what the underground dark life knew her as "Grace" Grace is the best underground fighter.

That brings us to what she does when she's not out at night as Grace. Just a normal nineteen years old? No she wishes. Her name is Dionne Salmon the daughter of a former second in command in the Britain Mafia. That was before her father got killed and set her free.

But not before he made her the monster she was today. From a young age she had gotten tortured by her own father going through training harder than any other human being could take at the age of six years old. From the age of six to twelve for six years she had endured torture beatings and other things she dared not think of and she never complained nor cried.

Until at the age of thirteen her silence had cost her much more than she had ever imagined. She thought that if she did what her father asked of her and became the next in line and earned the role as the second in command in the mafia by the age of eighteen he would love her.

She did everything in her power she got her childhood taken away from her just for the words "I'm proud of you." So when her father wanted more she gave him that.

Until one day the only thing she didn't want to give up made her the monster she is today but that was her past now. Today she had learned to live without sleep but the cost for that was her voice.

You see when someone pushes you so hard that you become a living robot walking around waiting for orders you forget what you live for and then somewhere along the road comes a person that tries so hard to break down the walls that you spent a lifetime building up just to not get hurt. You allow this person to come into your life and for the first time ever you feel alive again.

This person becomes the most important person in your life and this simple human being is the definition of everything you are not. This person is there for you when your father only looks your way when he tells you to work harder for his mafia. This person understands why you are a horrible human being and still he tells you that it isn't your fault.

This person cried with you when you were in agony and laughed with you when he saw your smile. This person became your world and even if this person only were a friend that's all you needed. Anyone that had a best friend like him would have done everything in their power to bring him back to life.

So how could she ever sleep and allow herself to dream about him when in fact she killed him. The only way for her to forget the guilt was for her to busy herself with killing the bad guys. She couldn't sleep if he came in her dreams.

She could only avenge him by punishing herself and the punishment was that she killed off all the bad guys even if she herself were one of them but she couldn't avenge him and lead people to think that she was just a normal girl.

That's why she had a double life at day she was just Dionne a helpless little-scared girl running from her nightmares because she's scared and helpless and weak. When in fact she could destroy the whole mafia herself if she were on the inside.

Dionne used to cry and scream as loud as she could wishing for the man she called dad to save her "Daddy please. I beg you don't do this to me!" She cried out as loud as eight years old little her could.

"Daddy don't let them hurt me please!" She yelled louder than she had ever yelled.

Dionne screamed for him to help her to turn around and save her to save her from the things he himself had put her through.

She was angry her heart ached at the memories of the little Dionne. Her heart ached because as much as she had changed she always talked about little Dionne in the third point of view. She was angry because that little girl needed someone and no one was there.

She was angry because the world had turned their backs and looked the other way when she limped her way through and her face was all bruised.

Maybe she wasn't angry no she was in pain because that little girl needed the person she was today. The little Dionne needed the older Dionne. They both needed anyone.

And that disgrace of a father always looked back and smirked at her.

She swore she could see his eyes twinkle with happiness at her agonizing screams he would turn around with that twinkling eyes and his words would echo through her head the whole time that she was getting beatings from his men.

‘’You disappoint me kid if you want my love and affection you have to learn how to change you have to go through the pain I put you through" Her father smirked at her.

She could feel that it was only the beginning and she was right.

It began when she was six until she became Ten he let his men abuse her beat her break every bone in her body but after that when she learned how to fight back they found other ways to break her.

They raped her instead her father told her that it was training. That if she ever were in a position where someone tried to break her for information it wouldn't break her since she had already got trained for it. Ironic huh?

And the award for the best dad of the year goes to the second in command of the Britain Mafia. How about a round of applause?

It doesn't end there No Even after all of that she still held her head high. Dionne had stopped begging him for mercy and took it instead she became a living robot but one day she snapped. Her father killed her other half the man that always was there for her through it all.

Her knight in shining armor her best friend that's when she lost her sanity. Her father had warned her to stop caring for that certain guy before he would do something that would make her regret and her father did she had blood on her hands because of her father.

Dionne's father killed her happiness because of her since that day at only ten years old. The voices in her head are the only voices she replies to.

Her green orbed -eyed best friend got killed because of her her helpless friend that got bullied because of his overweight and round face the one who already had given up on all people but her lost his life because of her.

Helpless became her weakness.

Her father made her the monster she is.