NBTIT #12

Note: Anyone who is not comfortable with suicide please exit this story OR skip parts where I write trigger warning 

$Maya$

I run up to my room not letting that twat answer. I cannot believe she had to come.

My grandma 

Judy Hearts.

She may have come during my time of shifting houses but I hate her. I hear our main door shut but did not bother who it was because I did not care. All the memories of suicide, my suicidal thoughts and my attempts to suicide since I was three came into my head like someone was forcing me to read a book with my nightmares and I can't close my eyes, neither close the book.

*Trigger Warning*

Flashback to the start of the suicidal thoughts.

* 3-year-old Maya's pov*

"No daddy! Please don't leave!" I beg daddy to stay as my eyes send down the Nigeria fall if tears.

"Shut up. I am not your father."

When he said those words I could practically hear the hurt behind them. It hurt that instead of spending the time he has left before mommy kicks him out was being used in trying to hurt me in order to make me stronger. The tears become stronger and when I look down, I see my tears all over the floor. 

So what if dad is a mafia. Mom doesn't except him for being a mafia! I MEAN FOR HEAVENS SAKES, HE COULD BE A ROBBER BUT I WOULD STILL LOVE HIM BECAUSE WHAT HE IS DOING MAY BE DANGEROUS BUT HE IS PUTTING HIS LIFE IN DANGER. NOT OURS! TODAY IS A DAY I HAVE FOUND OUT THE WORST THING ANY 3 YEAR OLD WANTS TO KNOW. Mommy don't love. 

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It has been twee...no...twe...tw..th...thr...thre..thrrree...three weeks that daddy left and mommy has started becoming very abusive. She hurt me and chokes me and whenever it bleed... she said sorry. My friends tease me and abuse me like mommy. So, I started eating dirt, sand, and mud to feel numb and get it to burn. Mommy put me into gymnastics classes and I smile when I get hurt in satisfaction because it reminds me the more I get hurt the stronger I get. Just like daddy wanted. But one day in my gymnastics class I felt the same pain I felt when daddy left and I couldn't take it anymore and started biting myself on the hand. 

It has been years and I am now six. Dad came on my birthdays stayed a few months with us and left. He has been training me for fighting and my gymnastics flexibility made my training twice as easy. I have still been tortured by my mom and since I am 'old enough' she is leaving me to stay with grandma. When she came back she only saw me once and gave me a beanie and after that grandma, Judy sent her back and never lets anyone see me. That's when I slit my wrists. Blended. But dad always helped me through it. He said I was strong and only because I have a purpose God kept me alive. But one day I even jumped off a building but survived EVEN though I fell headfirst.

*End of flashback and trigger warning.

You are now safe to continue my book

I just can't understand how all of this happened in one day. One. Stinking. Day. I hope that twat goes away tomorrow due to my father coming to train me so I can take over and for my foreign missions. He was saying for this I will have to go to Mr.Z for my mission. He is called Mr.Z because he chose it over his name Zeke. Nobody but me and my dad can call him Zeke but outside headquarters we call him Mr.Z. 

Before I knew it, it was 1 a.m and I couldn't sleep so, I called Mia and of course, the woman answered.

"Hey! What up!?"

"Can't sleep."

"Oh. Family problems?"

"Yeah."

"Wait....she is back isn't she?!" Okay, What. The. Frick. I swear she reads me like a Wattpad book and understands me like a song.

"Yeah. The worst part, dad is coming to train me from tomorrow and if she doesn't leave, family war 6 begins."

After I said that I heard a sigh from her and she read my mind saying the one thing I needed.

"Want to go out to clear ya mind?"

"Heck yeah!" 

With that, we end the call and I wear an oversized hoodie of my big brother and sweats.

Well, with that I jump out my window and meet Mia down to see her in combat boots a jacket and leggings. Yeah yeah. Judge all you want but she mostly wears all that so don't judge.

Okay. We head off to an ice cream parlor only to see Cole getting ice cream with Flinn. I bet they are going to order choco-chip swirl and vanilla crush in choco dark cones.

"One choco-chip swirl and vanilla crush in choco dark cones."

Told ya!

We walk in 3 minutes after they got their order and when I entered, they stared at me like they had a plan so I just acted like I did NOT see them and went to the cashier to order a double dutch brownie with cookies and cream adding chocolate syrup on a cone while Mia went for the classic chocolate over vanilla softie dipped in dry chocolate syrup. Once we got our orders we sat away from dumble-dwell and dumble-doo but saw them whisper something in each other's ear while staring at me like a hawk. I and Mia talked about random things to the point of dreaming of being a werewolf which was just AMAZING! After we were done we got up and went outside and when we were heading for her place someone grabbed me from behind whispering in my ear ever so lightly.

"Hey, babe." I knew it was Cole and he said it so seductively it sent shivers down my spine. Before I knew it he flipped me and kissed me. After that, he picked me up bridal style and then at the corner of my eye I saw Mia smiling and walking away. Well planned boys. Well planned. I did not run away or jab him because I wanted to see what they would do. They put me in the backseat of Cole's car and I sit up asking.

"So...where to?"

"Your room" Flinn responds.

"Okay...but why?"

"Discussion about our love triangle"