UnWanted part 1

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OMG!!!! It's finally back! UnWanted is finally getting out here and shown to the world. For those of you that haven't read my other series, they kinda go with this one so be sure to read UnNoticed, then UnForgotten, and not the other way around otherwise you will be sooooo confused.

Thank you all for the encouraging comments! If it wasn't for the readers loving my work, then I probably wouldn't have gotten past the first and second quizzes of UnNoticed! BTW! I DOO read all of the comments so just pointing that out :D

Created by: xX3mo_Ang3lXx
  1. I couldn't wait to get rid of this guy. He was sobbing and crying about how he couldn't afford this month's payment. It was the same thing I hear almost every day. Ever since I started working the reception desk of my father-in-law, it seemed this was all I have heard for the past four weeks. This guy was trying my patience. "Sir, either you have the payment for Mr. Gionni or you don't. Tell me which and I will give him the message." "That's just the thing. I don't want you to tell him right now. I'll have the money by next Friday, I sware," the man begged, almost pleading for me not to write down the words in which might get one of his fingers chopped off.
  2. "So you don't have the money," I said, jotting down his name and checking what time it was. Let's just say that he didn't like that reaction. He leaned over the counter and grabbed me by the front of my shirt. I immediately pushed the panic button that Armando had installed under the desk and silently prayed that the idiot electrician had connected the wires together correctly. To be honest, I thought that the button was totally unnecessary. I could handle this guy myself easily, especially after what I did at my own wedding. But the first time that I actually hit a guy in here, I...might have...okay I actually did brake his jaw. That guy was in the same situation as the current guy, and Armando didn't get to have his fun and break the guy's arm, mainly cause I already did what needed to be done. To my great relief, Vinnie and Joey burst through the back door and tackled him to the floor. My father-in-law came out of the room in which my rescuers came. They now had him in a headlock and caught by the wrists; he wasn't going to have to worry about next Friday anymore.
  3. "David, what are you doing?" Armando asked the man, wearing a deadly look on his face while doing so. "I-I was trying to get an extension on my deadline, Mr. Gionni," David said with a given up expression. "What you were doing, was assaulting and insulting my family," Armando replied, walking over and putting an arm around me. I hated to be used like this, but I knew this guy would get it bad either way. David's eyes grew wide. "She's your family???" he exasperated. Armando chuckled very un-friendlily. "She's Jason's young bride. As of this past October to be exact. Remember David, you mess with people in my family, you mess with me." As he said this, Armando had walked over to a cabinet that had Bob knows what in it. He chose a hammer from an apparent selection of torture tools. He glided swiftly over to David and looked back at me. "Dear, if you do not wish to see this, I would leave now." So I decided that now would be a good time to take a Monster break. I nodded and quickly as my feet would take me, went to go hide in the break room.
  4. As I was leaving, Armando was closing the blinds and saying, "You know what is even more priceless about this David? After I get done with you, you have to answer to my son, her husband, and your new enemy, Jason. Isn't that nice David?" I almost felt sorry for the guy. But then I remembered he was a crack head.
  5. In case you don't know what is going on right now, let me fill ya in. I am Erica Carmical-Gionni. I'm nineteen, newly and happily married to my high school sweetheart, and when I did marry him, I married into the mob. Yes, as in the Italian Mob...Mafia, same thing. I have an average body and have strawberry red hair, it's dyed different from its usual black with purple streaks, but I wanted it different this month. I lead a complicated life, but I deal with it. It may not sound screwed up, but the drama is. My boyfriend became my ex, my best friend became my boyfriend, then my boyfriend became my husband, then I figured out that the slut that my ex cheated on me with ended up being pregnant. So it has been a crazy two years. And I found out that she was pregnant when I was at my wedding reception after she had crashed my wedding with Jason. But I ended up beating the holy hell out of her for it, so there was nothing that could be done about that.
  6. Alec, my ex, lives just down the street from my Aunt Lisa, the woman who raised me since my father died when I was really little and my mom walked out on me during my fifth birthday party. My friends and I are all what you would call the Goths or something to that effect. Since we graduated from high school last year, I don't have to put up with the Bob awful name of the Freaks that all the preps called us. After Jason and I came back from our honeymoon in Italy, I wanted a job instead of being a normal Italian housewife. I cannot stand clichés like that, and I don't think that I would be able to handle dusting everyday so I came to my father-in-law's offices. Which has obviously been kind of stressful.
  7. Speaking of Jason, I heard his Chevy Nova pull into its parking spot behind the building and he walked into the break room. Why he still drove that thing, I have no clue why. I personally think it's a guy thing, but whatever. One of his relatives gave us a brand new Bumblebee themed 2011 Camero for a wedding gift, which was driven by me mostly, but Jason gets it every once in a while. "Hey babe," he said smiling as he kissed me on the cheek and headed towards the refrigerator. He was dressed in his usual work clothes; black jeans, black long-sleeved shirt, and scary looking combat boots. He had his shoulder-length black hair down, which was weird because he usually had it up for work, and was currently drinking from the juice carton. Obviously someone hadn't told him about what had just occurred not three minutes ago.
  8. An agonizing scream came from inside the lobby and this stopped Jason in his juice-drinking tracks. "What's going on in there?" "Guerra couldn't pay his dues this month," I said, wincing at the cracking I heard. They were breaking, more like smashing his fingers, one by one, and it sounded a bit painful. "Here?" he asked, shutting the door and started to walk up behind me. "Well, he kind of didn't like that I was going to tell your dad and overreacted." Jason turned me around to face him. "What do you mean overreacted?" I had the guilty look on my face, and there was no way I could outrun him by now. It didn't help that I had backed myself against a wall either. "He kind of grabbed a hold of me..." I said, praying to God that he wouldn't overreact. But God must hate my guts because he did.
  9. Jason stormed out of the room, fists balled, and Italian temper flaring. I had no choice but to chase after him, hoping to calm him before he gets sent to prison or god knows what else. The crying from David could be heard a mile away, but when I was pursuing Jason into the lobby, the screams became blood curdling. "You son of a-," Jason snarled, but I grabbed his arm. "Jason, don't," I pursed, but as usual, he ignored me. "How dare you touch my wife like that. Do you have any idea what kind of pain I can cause your worthless ass?" Jason growled. "Jason, do what you want with him, then you know what to do afterwards," Armando said, wiping some blood from his hands, putting his jacket on, then leaving the room, taking Vinnie and Joey with him. "Jason," I said, with a voice I know would make him stop his ranting and look at me.
  10. Which he did. But he still had that pissed off look in his eyes. "Take him somewhere else, but don't kill him," I said, and let go of his arm. There was no way that he was going to let it go, but at least give him a little satisfaction of beating up a guy for his wife for the first time. Jason turned back to David with snake-like eyes. "She just saved your life," he said in a deadly tone. I left the room, and heard as a gathered my keys and bag from the break room the voice of David pleading for Jason to take it easy on him. I got in my pretty car and started driving to our house.
  11. HEYYY YOU GUYS! That's all for now, but plllease come back for part two! Leave your comments and tell me what you think :D

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