2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love (prologue)

"She's yours, damn it, and there's nothing you can say that can change that! Just give me my damn money!"

"Like hell she's mine, you slut! You fuck at least four men a day! Why the hell are you trying to pin your kid on me?!"

"Cause you're the one who did it! (name's) your daughter and you're paying me my damn child support, you bastard! I've been taking care of her, by myself, for four years! Don't think I won't go to court! Or even worse! Go to the cops on your ass!"

You were so young and didn't know it yet, but your mom was a street hooker. She did it to pay for her addiction. She worked for a drug dealer named Al Jones. When you were born though, she said she would try her best to turn her life around but her addiction was too strong. She still tried her best to keep you protected from it all. When she had work to do, she told you to lock your door and listen to the cd she made for you with her singing to you, with your headphones on. 

You've met Al quite a few times. You didn't know who he was to your mom but you knew he was nice to you and would take you out to eat when there wasn't food in the house, sometimes.

You heard a loud smacking sound that made you jump back to reality. You scurried off under your bed after that. Was your mom really talking to your dad? You've never met your dad before.

You heard things clatter to the ground and as you stayed in hiding, you heard it getting quieter. You could barely hear any arguing so you got from under your bed. You slowly went back to the door, hugging your favorite brown stuffed teddy bear close to your chest. You heard whispering but it was too low for you to make out any of it. You were nervous, but you wanted to go out and see if you could hear better. Maybe if you hid in the hall, you could listen without being noticed. You felt it wasn't the best idea but you wanted to see your dad.

Your hands make contact with the cold, metal door knob before you slowly began turning, trying not to make too much noise. You peak out of your room, and luckily, you weren't noticed. You opened the door a little wider then started leaving the room. When you made it out, you pushed your door back but didn't fully close it. You left it slightly cracked, encase you had to hurry back.

You stayed behind a wall and looked into the living room. What you saw made your heart jump. There was a dark haired man on top of your mother, stuffing the navy blue table cloth down her throat. You saw her struggling and crying. Her eyes briefly saw you in her peripheral vision. You saw them got wide and her move her hand from on the man's wrist to swat your way, to tell you to go back but you were frozen. You've never seen something like this happen to her. You've never see it this bad.

The man looked towards you. When you saw his red eyes, you took a step back. Your mom struggled to say something. He narrowed his eyes back to her then started taking the cloth out of her mouth. She coughed violently and gagged a little. "M-mama...?", you were able to finally choke out.

The man stood to his feet and your mom grabbed hold of his ankle. "No! Don't you touch her!"

He kicked her off of him. "Shut the fuck up! She's mine, isn't she? Why can't I go and talk to her?" You noticed the settle smirk on his face and took another step back.

"G-go back to your room", your mom told you. You looked at her for awhile. "(name)!! Go!"

"Shut up!", the man roughly stepped on her chest. Hard enough to make blood come from her mouth. "Come here, ragazza"

Your hands were shaking but tightly gripping your bear. You knew you should do what your mother said. When you didn't, bad things happened, so you were taking nervous steps back. As you tried to make your legs go faster, you tripped. You got scared and crawled as fast as you could back to your room. You quickly got back under your bed. You heard more arguing and things hitting things. You looked around under your bed, but both your earplugs and cd player were in your closet. You didn't want to move so you just covered your ears with your hands and tried not to cry.

After awhile, it all stopped. You sniffled a little then heard footsteps coming. Your door was opened. You thought it had to be your mom until you heard that man's voice say, "Hmm. Where did she go?" You tense up. You heard him snicker a little. "Ragazza. Come here. I know you're here", you heard him walking around your room and saw his feet next to your bed. "...I can hear your breathing", he said in a low tone. You quietly moved your bear in front of your mouth and closed your eyes tightly. That's when you felt something grab your foot. You let out a yelp as you get pulled from under the bed. "There you are"

You cried heavily and curled up into a ball. He grabbed you by your shoulders and sat you up, leaning you against your bed. He looked over you and could see the few similarities there were between the both of you. You looked more like your mom though. "...Hey", he spoke after a long period of no sounds but your crying. "...What was your name?"

You coughed and whined as your tears were coming heavier than you expected. "(N-name)", you were able to get out. You took deep breaths to try and calm yourself. When you were calm enough to open your eyes, you saw the tan man that scared you so much. As you looked at each other in silence, no noise but your sniffing every now and then, you were building up more courage to say something to the man. "..D-d....d-daddy?"

"...", he was quiet and kept staring at you. You wipe your eyes and nose. Your hands were still shaking but you reached your other out carefully to touch him. Your small hand made contact with his cheek. You quickly retract your hand after that and avert your eyes. "...Come on" He took your wrist and helped you stand up.

"W-where are we going?"

"We're leaving. Stop asking questions" He picked you up. As he held you against his chest, he covered your eyes with his other hand. You grab his hand with one of yours but you're too weak to move it, even an inch. 

You feel that he began walking. He moved his hand when he got to the front door of your house. He left with you. "M-mama?"

"You won't have to see her again"

"What?"

"Just be quiet" He took you to a car that was in the driveway. It looked fancier than any car you've ever seen before. Even Al's and he had a pretty expensive looking car. He sat you in the passengers seat then strapped the seat belt around you, with the top half behind you since you were so little.

You stayed seated and just looked around the car. It was so clean and smelt new. You were just taking it all in and didn't notice him getting into the driver's seat until the car started to move. You looked over to him as he drove. You weren't as scared of him as you were just a few minutes ago. You didn't know what he had against your mother or if he was your real dad or not, but you were convinced he wasn't trying to hurt you. You still didn't want to say too much. If you did, you might make him mad and want to hurt you.

You fiddled with your bear's arms and kept to yourself the whole ride. The ride was pretty long though. You haven't taken such a long ride before.

When you finally arrived at what you assumed to be your destination, he got out of the car. You watched him walk around to your side. He opened your door then unbuckled you. When your feet were on the ground, he pulled you by your wrist towards the house you were in front of. You were more so worried about trying to keep up with him than looking at where you were. He was walking so fast, you were scared you were gonna fall.

He harshly swung the door open that you heard the door knob when it hit the wall. He started yelling things that you couldn't understand and didn't even sound like English. People came rushing towards where you both were. All the commotion surprised you. You were looking everywhere. People were looking at you awkwardly and you didn't even have the time to observe your scenery. 

"W-we could always j-just test her, i-if you'd like sir", you heard someone finally say something you could understand. The room got silent after he spoke. 

You saw the man who brought you here, slap the other in his face. You covered your mouth with your hand. "If it's that damn easy, then get the shit! Idiot!" He huffed then picked you up and headed towards the stairs in the house. You had no idea what was going on but you didn't dare ask. You just went along with it.

He took you to a room then turned on the lights. It looked as if the room hasn't been used or even touched in awhile. He sat you on the cleanly made bed. "Uhm...Stay"

You nod a bit then he left.

Luciano was stressing outside of the room he just left his supposed daughter. There was no way he could actually have a daughter. Especially not from some random whore he fucked a few years back. She had to be lying but that kid. Sure a few little similarities but she pretty much looked nothing like him and why would she wait four years to say anything? Nothing about this made sense.