2p!F.A.C.E. x teen!reader-She's growing up(ch.1)

"W-what? Oh no no! I'm not telling Luciano anything of this!"

"What? Why not?"

She sighed, "Just don't...You don't want anything bad to happen, do you?"

"Of course not!"

"Then not a word of this to Francis, got it?"

You understood that she might have been scared of Francis. Her dad probably told her awful and untrue stories about him, so you agreed. "If you say so, cousin"

"Good. I have to go now but I'll see you again"

You smiled, "I'm glad I'll be getting to see you a lot more now. Oh! Next time can we hang out for a longer time?!"

"Sure. We'll do whatever you want"

"Oh, yay!! We can play dress up and you can try on some of my old clothes! You can keep them too, if you like them"

She nodded to you, "Y-yup...I bet I'd love them"

"I'm sure you will too~!"

"We can go now uncle Flavio?", she looked around herself to find him and you see him staring at your aunt Dyah. She didn't notice him and was looking down, scratching at her neck.

"Dede", he called to her. 

She glanced to him. "Y-yeah?"

"...You haven't, right?"

"H-haven't what?"

"...I'll talk to you later" He took (ragazza's) wrist in his hand. "Come on, (ragazza)"

"Yes", she followed closely behind him. You watched her until she left. When she did, you looked to your aunt.

"I remember you now, auntie", you mention.

"You do?"

"Yes! But I thought your name was Mary-Jane"

"It was, for awhile"

"Oh. Do you change your name often?"

"Not anymore, after I started working for Flavio. No wait, every once and awhile, I have to change my name"

"Hm...I remember that day you tried to give me candy"

"Yeah...I didn't mean to get you hit like that"

You walk over and hold her hand. You lean your head against her arm. "...Did you know, even way back then, that you were my auntie?"

"Yep! Even way back then", she lied to you like it was the straight truth.

You squeeze her hand a little. "Thank you for killing my mom...Then coming to save me again, even though I didn't remember you. You're the best auntie Dyah" You close your eyes and cuddle her arm.

"Aww. It was nothing. Any caring drug dealer would do the same for a kid. Just look at Al and (ragazza)"

"I didn't care that much!", Al denied.

"You cared all the much"

"Auntie. I don't think those words work like that"

"Of course they do. Of course they do", She swatted her hand left and right, as if to dismiss the idea that those words couldn't work like that. 

The door was then reopened. You first saw a cardboard box, that was probably a few inches shorter than knee high, pushed into the house. Followed by your dad. "Ohh~! What's that, daddy?"

He smiled to you then tapped the box. "Oh, this? Nothing too important darling. So! What are you doing?"

"Nothing! I just found out that me and (ragazza) are cousins and that auntie killed my mom then came back to help raise me!"

Your dad blinked a few times. "Well then. I feel like I missed a lot while I was gone"

"I'l explain the whole thing while I help you move the box to the basement!", you concluded.

"Sounds perfect dear!"

"Auntie Dyah! Stay here until we get back, ok?"

"Alright, niecey"

You held one side of the surprisingly heavy box then your father picked up the other as you got to explaining what happened in the past hour and a half.

When you were done and heading back upstairs, you sat on the couch, next to Peter and your dad, next to Dyah. "So...That would make her my niece, wouldn't it!"

"Yep!"

"Oh! I love it! I wonder if she likes cooking too!"

"Oh and she said, don't tell uncle Francis", you remembered. You leaned over Peter's lap and whispered, "But I think we should tell him anyway"

"Why is that dear?"

You sit back up straight. "Well! I think she doesn't want me to tell because she's scared of uncle Francis. I'm sure Luci has told her many, horrible and completely made up stories about him! And I think they'd like each other! She's very smart and seems in need of a good nap too. Just like uncle Francis!"

"Oh! I get it!"

"I don't think that's the best idea", Peter shrugged. "But hey. If that's what you want to do. She's your cousin. What do you think, Dyah?"

"Huh?...Sure. Why not? I see no problem"

"Yay!", you cheered. "Then we'll do it but later,...when my cousin's a little more ready", you smiled when you got to say 'cousin' then clapped. 

Four days later, you found yourself in the basement, with your dad. He finally caught his new, fresh ingredient and it was now shaking with fear as you and your father looked over him, trying decide where to cut first.

"I'm telling you dad, we should start with his legs. Best place"

"Oh you always say that, dear", he poked his lips out at you then put his nose in the air before turning to your pale guest. He poked his arm with the well sharpened surgical knife. The blood dripped to the man's elbow and he began screaming more through the cloth covering his mouth. "How about here?"

"Not as much meat as the legs"

You both look to each other as if you got an idea. "Lets go for the stomach first!", you both say simultaneously.

"We had the same thoughts darling! It will be more fun together too! Now we have to focus on making sure he doesn't bleed out and die"

"Yes! I'll go get some more of the gauze!", you volunteered then skipped to the cabinets. As you searched them and hummed to yourself, you heard knocking on the door. You move to the stairs and yell, "What is it?!"

"Flavio just called you!", Al yelled down.

"Goddaddy! Oh. I'm a bit busy right now!"

"He said it's really important and he had to talk to you about it now"

You looked to your father. "Well it sounds very important. We can sedate him poppet"

"Alright! It probably won't take that long though!" You went over to the wheeled table where you kept all the knives and scissors and sedation shots. You picked up one of them then handed it to your dad. He was always so careful when sticking the cupcake ingredients. You both watched him as he blacked out. "Well, lets see what goddaddy wants" 

You nod to each other before going back up stairs together. You take your cellphone from Al then answer, with a big smile, "Hi goddaddy~!"

"(name). I have to tell you something"

"What is it?"

"Dyah...She died last night"

The silence quickly built. You giggled and broke it. "Don't play like that"

"...She overdosed...on angel dust"

"...S-stop...Say you're lying...S-say something!"

"Sorry I didn't tell you yesterday, when I found out"

You didn't even notice the tears you had until you felt them against the phone. Your dad touched your shoulder. "Poppet? What is it? What happened?"

You shook your head. "I-it's not true"

"What isn't?"

You hugged your dad tightly. "I-it's not! It didn't happen!", you cried into his shirt. You sniffed deeply. "N-no...S-she's still at home w-watching Peter"

"Do you mean Dyah? Is she missing?"

"No!! S-she's fine! She's fine!", you moved your face side to side, to get rid of some of the tears. "...S-she's not d-dead..." You felt your father's gentle hand pet your hair. The act made you cry harder. "S-she's not"

"I'm sorry poppet"

"S-she's at home...She just doesn't want to leave the house because she's not feeling good"

"I know you loved her very much"

"She wouldn't leave me. S-she's my female guidance. She can't leave me...She can't do it...Tell me s-she's fine, daddy. S-she's fine...She's still here"

~Two years later~

You skipped around the house in your pink and blue pinstriped dress,white frilled apron, and green flats. Ever since Dyah died, you always wore something green, since it was her favorite color. Though it matched nothing you would wear, you didn't care because it reminded you of your auntie. 

You were waiting for your cousin (ragazza) to come and visit you like she did every Friday for the past year and a half. Even though you two visited each other so often, still neither Francis or Luciano knew you two were even cousins. You felt bad for keeping the secret from him but that was what your cousin wanted so you didn't say anything. She always had smart and logical reasons to do things anyway.

"Oh! Is my little niece coming over soon?", your dad asked with cheer in his voice.

"Uh-huh! She'll be here soon for our weekly visit~! We'll bake a cake together this time! The decorating will be so much fun, I bet!"

"You two always have so much fun together!"

"Yeah! I'm really glad we're cousins! She's so cool and smart"

"Yes. She knows quite a few big words for only eleven, doesn't she?"

"Well she's my totally cool cousin!" Your cellphone started ringing. "One second daddy. It's Peter and as a good wife I should always see what he needs of me"

"Of course darling! You always think like such a good little wife. He's lucky to have you"

You smile widely to him before answering. "Hi Petey~!"

"Hey (name). What ya doing?"

"(ragazza) is coming over for her weekly visit! Oh! You should come and hang out with us Petey-pie!"

"As much fun as hanging out with two younger-than-me girls sounds, I can't today. I'm hanging out with Ravis"

"Oh! Tell Ravis I said hi!"

"He said some shit that I'm gonna punch him for later but whatever"

"Well you both can come over~! I'm sure (ragazza) would like meeting him! Ravis is really cool. (ragazza's) really cool. Plus you never hung out with me and my cousin, mister. Now's the perfect day~!"

"Eh...Let me ask Ravis"

"Alright!" You waited and took a seat at the table. You hummed as you swung your feet back and forth.

"He said it was cool"

"Yay! We'll all have so much fun! I can feel it!"