Who Are You?

Who Are you?

      Summary: Growing up, you and your sister had different childhoods.  While she was the beautiful, smart, and a goody-two shoes, you were the (skin/toned)kinda boyish, tempered, AB smart, kind of rebellious one. But, was this treatment for a deeper reason??

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     No, absolutely not!! Under no circumstances were you going to work with your rotten, spoiled, and privileged, sister- was what you wanted to say.  Instead, you simply said, “Yes sir, I will do my best.”

       You see, your parents didn’t really...favor you per se.  They often gave all the opportunities to your older sister- and that would be fine, except, it didn’t stop there.  They constantly compared you to her.   ‘You don’t want to wear a dress, your sister wears dresses why don’t you?’  ‘You don’t have a date, your sister does why don’t you?’  ‘You don’t like to read a lot, your sister does, why don’t you?’ Blah Blah Blah...you get it.

       Why don’t you bring it up?  More like, you stopped trying.  Every time you brought the matter up to your parents they denied it or just said “Well if you were like your sister blah blah blah blah.”

        Frustrating right?  And if you brought it up to your sister- ugh she would be worse than your parents!! 

      “Listen Elena, I need you to ask our parents why they-”

       “Ugh, look y/n if you were more like me, they wouldn’t treat you like the o- misfit that you are.  So...I suggest being more like me, okay?  Now, go get my jacket, I left it on my bed.”

    Needless to say, you were done with their bull and moved to Naples, Italy- away from them and their torment on your 19th birthday.  Now here you were, 3 years later at your first job, Antonio’s Pizza Margaritas, and you were currently seating your sister and ex boyfriend in an amazing booth by a window and handing them menus. 

                                              >2nd personPOV<

    No no no, okay stay calm, you got this, just use a fake name.

     “My name is A-Alessia Ghirga, and I am your waitress for today.  I am going to give you guys a few minutes to decide what you want to drink and be back,” you told them quietly.

    Smacking her teeth, Elena began to complain, “Why can't we just have a different waitress? One that's actually good at her job, I mean come on!!"

   Chuckling Angelo said, “Don’t be rude bambina, I’m sure this is her first time on the job, after all, she forgot to put her name tag on. Oh,-” he turned to you, “excuse yourself from our presence.”

    Nodding your head, you turned and walked off to where your friend Dj is currently stationed. 

    “N/n, isn’t that your sister,” He asked brushing some of his black locks out the way of his eyes.

  “Yep," you said.

"And isn't that-?"

"Yep."

"They're such a**holes."

Sighing you nodded, "And it doesn't help that those group of guys keep staring at me."

Looking around*cough*obviously*cough*, Dj spotted a group of.....peculiar looking males. Not only were they...peculiar but they were also staring straight at you.

"So, what'd you do?"

"Nothing!!"

"Are you sure??"

"Positive!!!"

"Did you spill coffee on someone's suit again???"

"NO!!!"

"Then why is the nicest man in all of Naples coming over here with a glint in his eyes??"

"Who-"

"I bet you mouthed off at someone again. I thought you went to anger management and counseling for this already??"

"I didn't do anything I don't even know who you're talking-"

"Excuse me, are you Alessia Ghirga?"

Among hearing the voice, you turned around...only to be met with a chest covered in...tattoos?? So, you looked up and swore you died and went to heaven. Who was this handsome stranger dressed in albeit weird but stylish clothing?? Asking for you- well, your fake name.

"About that, my name is actually Y/n Manzana. I only said that so my sister and ex don't know it's actually me," you chuckled nervously.

Blinking twice, he answered, "Oh...uh...I'm sorry for the inconvenience then señora."

"It's okay, it's to be expected honestly, you use a fake name in public like this and you are bound to be mistaken for someone or be mistaken to be related for someone."

"How did you know that I thought you were related ro someone," he asked suspiciously.

"To be honest, I guessed," you said.

"Oh, right," he chuckled.

Then came the awkward silence. Along with the awkward eye contanct.

"So," he began, clearing his throat, "I'll uh go back to the table...I deeply apologize for the inconvenience."

"It's fine really señor," you began, "It was bound to happen, really."

With a breathy laugh, he seemed to let it go, "Yeah, I guess you're right."

'make a joke'

"Hey,it could've been worse!! At least I wasn't kidnapped and tortured because I used a name of a mafia member or something."

Silence...all that was left after that bad attempt ar comedy, was silence. Along with the man looking awfully pail...frick.

"Hey, it was just a joke okay?"

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"For the record, I told her that she shouldn't make jokes."

"Shut it Dj."

"It would be a shame if your sister and Ex were to-"

"I am terribly sorry Dj and I promise I will not tell you to 'shut it' again.."

"Thank-"

"Today."

"Oh you-"

"Anyway, I am terribly sorry about that Señor."

"Wow."

"I completely understand señora," chuckled the man.

"Well, I'll be taking my leave now," he said before kissing your hand.

"It was nice meeting you, I hope we can meet again."

"Me too- I mean, it was nice meeting you too!!"

Chuckling once more, he said bye to Dj before going back to his table, right...beside... Elena's...FU-

"I'm gonna kill you."

"Love you too Dj."

For the rest of the day, you worked diligently and made small talk with the customers and Dj, before you finally went home. Completely oblivious the suited men were following you home, who were oblivious to the long and bob haired man following them. All of them having one question in mind.

"If the Manzanas only had one daughter, who were you and why did your first name sound so familiar???"

Who Are They

    -I APOLOGIZE!!  I know this is looooooooooong overdue, I started going through some things shortly after I posted the first chapter.  The things are sorted out and now, I can try to post every other day.   Thank you for your patience through this time!! Let’s get in to it!! ;)-

    Summary: You’re part of a very popular family apparently.  Your sister had a much better childhood than you, is there a reason why? Maybe.  Is there a reason why four men seem to be following you, all confused on the fact of where they heard your name before?  I don’t know, why don’t you stay and find out.

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   “See you later Dj,” you called as you walked down the steps.

   “Really,” Dj began again, “Just let me take you home. It’s late.”

  “I’LL BE FINE,” you yelled back.

-------------20 minutes later------------

“Not fine, definitely not fine,” you hissed as you ran down the pavement.

    You see, it took you about fifteen minutes to find out you were being tailed by two men in suits and the man from the small restaurant with an associate of his it seemed.  But, you only figured it out because someone started running and you just so happened to pass by a window.  That was five minutes ago and you haven’t stopped running since.  But, the thing is, you couldn’t figure out why they were chasing you in the first place.  Was it because of the fake name?  You had no idea.

   But what you did know, you weren’t going to stick around and find-

  “MOCCASIN”

  “MOODY BLUES”

  “TECHNO”

  “STICKY FINGERS”

   The next thing you heard was...weird to say the least.

   “ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI ARI”

   “BOOOP”

   “SWOOOSH”

   Wait is....is that club music?

   “GAH!!”

   “NGH”  

   CRASH!!

   The sounds you heard only served to fuel your body adrenaline.  But, why did it seem like the farther you ran, the closer the noises?  CRASH!  This made you come to an abrupt stop, as one of the suited men landed in front of you, into the lamp post.  So, you ran left, the thing on your mind being: lefty loosey, righty tighty.  What do you know!! It actually worked!!  Now, for the home-

“PSST,” you heard, causing you to observe your surroundings.

Nothing...we-

“PSST,” you heard again.

“Come over here, quickly!! They’re coming,” someone said from an alley.

“Who?  Who’s coming," you inquired.

“The suited men; They know who you are...they will KILL you,” they said again.

“How do I know YOU won’t kill me,” you asked.

“...B...Because I knew your mother,” they hesitated.

“That makes me not trust you more,” you said preparing to run.

“No!! Your REAL mother!! I- I knew your real birth mother,” he rushed.

   Confused, you turn towards the alley.  You always knew there was something different about you, but not THAT- 

  “Well, well, well,” someone chuckled from behind you, “Never thought I’d see the day where I find you agai-”

    The man cuts himself off with a pained grunt when a thing slams itself into the man.  Whipping your head around toward the alley, you see that the person has their hand out.

“I will explain everything to you, just come with me,” the person pleads.

   Sighing, you put your hand in theirs, “Okay fine...I trust you.”

   “Come,” they said stepping out of the alley, “You will be safe with me.”

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Suited man #1

       Growling, I watched little y/n disappear down the road with HIM.

 “Well done Passione, you let her get away,” I sneered.

   Narrowing their eyes, the Capo and his partner-if possible- hardened their stares on my partner and I. 

“Capo,” a cold voice sounded behind us.

    The Capo gave a curt nod before everything went black.

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    ?????

                                             “......They found her.......”

               “**************”

                                                                               “Naples.........”

   “......Dangerous....”

                                                                   “.....Eliminate.....”

                                          “....Theo......”

“...Exo....”

                                                   “.......Intercepted Mission.....”

     “...Capo Bucciarati.....Leone Abbacchio.....”

                                                       “......High Level Threats.....”

“......Terminate.....”

                                                                          “Affirmative......”

Sneak Peak

      Sitting at her desk, the older woman sighs as she hears the commotion.

   KNOCK

   KNOCK

   KNOCK

       “Enter.”

       “Ma’am...he found her.  He’s going to tell her everything and our asset told us that the capo and subordinate from the Don’s personal group interfered!! We- maybe we should just stop you know? Because the Don of Passione is a powerful man and let’s not get started on the capo!! That capo could bring all of down with just one word from-”

   “Enough,” the lady growled, “Tell our precious subordinates to take them out.”

   “Who-”

   “The Don, his personal subordinates, HIM, and lastly Naples’ darling Capo.  With them out of the way,” The woman stopped to chuckle, “the girl will be mine once more and I will get revenge on the people who took my lovers’ lives.”

    Gulping the man nervously walks out the room, already dialing his contacts.  Back in the office, the woman pulls out a manila folder labeled ‘Y/N PANE’.

“Carbonara, YOU, Pomodoro...the girl is going to be mine.”

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A Key For FanFics

Summary: This is just telling you what certain "terms" stand for.

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Y/n= Your name

N/n= Nick name

Y/s/c or s/c= Your skin color

Y/f/c or f/c= Favorite color

S/f/c= Second favorite color

H/l= Hair length

H/c= Hair color

H/t= height (I believe)

F/f= Favorite food

F/s= favorite snack

F/d= Favorite Drink

F/m= favorite movie

F/b= favorite book

E/c= Eye color

Y/f/n= Your full name

F/n= first name

M/n= middle name

L/n= last name

B/f/n= best friend name

M/n= mom name

D/n= dad name

B/n= brother name

S/n=sister name

P/n= pet name

F/w= favorite weapon

I'm pretty sure I missed a few, but these are the ones I know

Update!!

Hi guys!! First and foremost, I would like to say, I'm not dead. A lot was happening and I haven't really been given a chance to work on the "Who Are..." series. I would like to thank you for your patience, likes, and follows!! I'll try to have a regualt upload schedule as well. Again thank you for your patience, follows, and likes!

~Kizzy

Chapter 2 of who are you 👉🏻👈🏻

Yes, I’m sorry it took so long!! Chapter 2 is out now :)