I think-I think when it's all over,
It just comes back in flashes, you know?
It's like a kaleidoscope of memories.
It just all comes back. But he never does.
I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen.
It's not really anything he said or anything he did,
It was the feeling that came along with it.
And the crazy thing is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again.
But I don't know if I should.
I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright.
But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you?
Maybe he knew that when he saw me.
I guess I just lost my balance.
I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him.
It was losing me.
-Taylor Swift, I knew you were trouble (music video spoken part)
Chapter one: Poker Face
"If i win" Dimitri smiled at Abe. "I want your daughter"
Abe knew he was too far ahead to loose so he nodded and smiled smugly. He laid his cards on the table thinking he could walk out with his piles of cash but Dimitri slapped his cards down with a huge grin plastered on his face.
Dimitri had won.
Dimitri and Rose used to be friends until Abe found out about Dimitri's dads business when he was sixteen and rose was twelve. He kind of fancied Rose but buried the feelings due to the age difference.
"I told you that i'd get Rose back" Dimitri stood up and his henchmen helped him put his coat on. "I'll have my people contact your people"
Abe sat stiff in his seat. His only daughter, his gorgeous Rose. He had always managed to keep his precious daughter out of his gangster business'. Why did he let Dimitri get under his skin?
Well, was it because Dimitri's mob owned the half of the Russia and the half of Turkey that Abe Mazur didn't own? He'd managed to kill Dimitri's father but wasn't expecting Dimitri to step up. Abe swallowed his drink and stood up.
How the hell was he meant to tell his wife?
He couldn't tell Rose, thats for sure. The now seventeen year old was so upset when the boy four years older then her left.
"Your car" Charlie opened the door for Abe and he slid in.
'How the hell did i let this happen?' Abe thought. 'I had protected my daughter from every man who looked at her twice but had passed her onto another mobster.'
Abe decided against telling his wife or daughter. Instead he told them they were going on holiday and to pack for they were leaving early in the morning. Hoping it would get his daughter away from Dimitri for long enough Abe booked tickets and hotels. He always thought Dimitri was a nice boy until he found out that his dad was Abe's enemy. When he did he banned Dimitri from ever seeing Rose again.
"Whats this about?" Janine Mazure-Hathaway asked. She knew abe to well to think it was a nice holiday away.
"I just wanted to treat you guys" he smiled and lifted his wife's hands, planting a careful kiss on them. "Is that not allowed?"
Janine smiled at him and pecked his cheek before returning to pack clothes.
Rose was excited about the holiday. She currently had loads of bikinis and shorts packed. She walked into her wardrobe and to the jeans rail and selected a few pairs.
Rose was seventeen and had just graduated high school.
The great thing about her dad being a gangster was that she's filthy rich. Her walk-in-wardrobe is the size of most teens bedrooms, and she was talking middle class bedrooms. She was planning on moving out soon but her dad wanted her here to keep her safe so he gave her a wing on the house.
Rose was currently wearing a pair of light denim shorts with a loose white lace tank top tucked in. Her necklace of a rose, which she hadn't removed since she got it for her tenth birthday from Dimitri seven year ago, sat nicely between her clevage which was on show but not hugely.
She added more underwear, tracksuits, hair things, jumpers and accessories before zipping up her case. 'Hey Jesse, I'm going on holiday so i won't see you for a while' she sent a quick text to her boyfriend. 'Tell the girls i say bye xxx'
Rose used to have a huge crush on her friend Dimitri. He lost contact though and moved away from her without saying bye. He was four years older then her but was always caring about her.
After saying goodnight to her parents Rose got changed into a vest top and some boy shorts (because it was way too hot at the moment for pyjamas) she went to bed.
'Eugghh' Rose groaned, 'what the fuck is all this noise at this time in the morning?'
Rose pulled on a large sweatshirt and stuck her head out of the door and looked left and right. She expected to see a guard sitting on the sofa in her private living room and keeping an eye on things but instead she saw him fighting a group of men. She rushed back in her room and slowly recalled everything her dad told her to do in moments like this one, which they'd practised all the time.
Rose went into her wardrobe and pulled the alarm inside which notified the house on an attack. She then hid in a rail of dresses and took deep breaths. There was a gun hidden in a shoe box to her left which her dad had trained her to use.
She carefully picked it up and passed it carefully between each hand. She needed to get to the safe room which was downstairs. Rose carefully made the gun ready to shoot and pulled on a jumper. She stuck her head out of the door and saw it was clear and tiptoed to the next door. She made her way downstairs but the minute she felt the cold tile against her feet she sensed a presence around her.
She spun and immediately started attacking the intruder. She ducked and punched and managed to get him on the floor.
She was pointing the gun at him when she felt hands wrap around her waist. Struggling against their hold was impossible and she was dragged away from her house. She dropped the gun and screamed and thrashed.
"Get off me!" Rose yelled as she was pulled into one of the twenty black SUV's around front.