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Corleon

" Come here".

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a character in “The Family Business”, as played by Ashtonwolf

Description

Name:Michael Coleon
*Age:19
*Role:Coleon Mafia co-leader
*Appearance:Image
*Personality: He is a shy and delivirous person.Is lovable and nice but has a fierce side almost.Is Stale sometimes.
Is curious and charming when it comes to a girl.And when he sings he expresses it.If he was known as someone to know then that was him and if you're ever his friend some say he's quite chaotic.He comes from a good background which makes him kinda snotty and Spoiled a bit over his money and his options if he even has any.
*Likes:
Anime,cars,girls,drugs,racing,midnight clubs,anything bangable
His Gun-Image
*Dislikes:( Editin later )
* Family
Johnny Corleon-Brother
Kennedy Corleon-Father
Jenny Corleon-Mother
Jake Corleon-Brother
*Other~ Car-Image

So begins...

Corleon's Story

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At Jake's outburst, Rebeccah found herself hiding a smile as the bottle was shoved back at her in his anger. Suddenly, she didn't care what Liam had told her. She didn't care about much as she stood and, revealing her small smile, took a large gulp of the liquid. " Thank you," she said primly as she strode from the room, leaving his question unanswered. Wasn't it obvious enough?

She didn't like how he'd treated her but, thinking back on how she'd been acting all day, she deserved it and Rebeccah knew it as she walked into the bedroom, not even bothering to shove anything in front of the closed door; the only thing between her and her bodyguard. He wouldn't check on her for a while, or she was hoping anyway, but the girl was pretty certain. The window was still open, she noticed, though only a tiny bit. But that was enough to make her feel a little relaxed as she sat down on the bed and leaned back against the headboard.

I want out of here. I want out of here, now.

This was the thought that ran through her mind as, over the course of the hour, Rebecca took smaller and smaller sips of the alcohol. As each sip grew smaller she could feel her head begin to buzz. Good, it reminded her that she was still here.

The O'Connor felt a little guilty as she stood and placed the near-empty bottle on the bedside table, her eyes on the door. She knew she should apologize, say there was no excuses for her behaviour, but she couldn't make her feet move in that direction. Instead, she found herself walking over to the wall right beside the window and peeking out cautiously. Was someone out there waiting to kill them? Or, more likely her? Rebeccah shook this off as she quietly opened the window and stuck her head out and, after putting on the sandals she'd found, she sat on the window sill and slid out the window; feet first.

Once she was standing on the platform of the fire escape, Rebeccah wobbled. " Stupid heels," she muttered as she started down the metal stairs. The O'Connor probably stuck out in her clothes but hopefully as just some girl to others. A rather drunk one, she thought as she tripped and grabbed at the railing. All thoughts of the Corleon family went out the window with her as she fought to keep herself upright with her fuzzy mind as she started walking down the alley to the street.

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Michael and his boy's looked over to the side as only michael saw Rebeccah."I'll be back boys i just gotta take a small piss in the wiss".The boys laughed as michael left the car and went into the alleyway as i hid behind a big bulky dumpster as he started to take out his gun and got ready to shoot just as he stood out in the alleyway so she could see him."Well,where are you going to go,um i don't think you should've left your little apartment after all,how stupid could you be ?

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Rebeccah turned, feeling dizzy as she did so and threw out her arm to grasp the wall. " What do you want?" She said haughtily, her ice cold eyes on the gun he held. She nodded as though this small object had answered her question which, in fact, it sort of did. " Oh, you're a Corleon and you're going to kill me," she tilted her head to the side as she blinked, trying to focus her eyes better. She'd really screwed up this time and, suddenly, she wished she'd listened to Jake and his stupid comments about the windows and staying inside.

She could feel herself tilting and cursed the heels she wore, " Aren't you going to shoot?" The sixteen year old gave a sigh as she pulled all of her long brown hair to fall straight down her back. He wouldn't miss, not being so close.

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"Well,what good would that do,i mean come on what price of money could we,the Corleons get for a worthless piece of crap like you and you think im scared of you".Michael smiled."I've been to places you've never seen,i've killed people who will never get to see your face after all you are a O'Connor and you're pathetic i mean how could you not know we were watching you,you just thought we couldn't track you hmp".Michael started to walk over to Rebecca as he smiled."What do you got,i don't think you have a gun i mean come on i know you want mine right".Michael swooped down put his gun to the floor as he smiled."Go ahead and shoot me".Michael leaned down on his knee's and closed his eyes.

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" You like to talk a lot," she said calmly, proud of herself for only slurring her words slightly. Rebeccah would've done something but he had a gun and, not only did she not have a weapon, she was more than a little tipsy in her high heels. " I don't care where you've been or about the people you've killed, they mean nothing to me. And yes," she rolled her pale orbs before fixing him with a cool stare once more, " I know I'm a bloody O'Connor, it's not like I can forget that."

Only a few seconds passed and then the man was kneeling on the ground, his gun on the floor away from his hands. Rebeccah felt her eyebrows shoot up in surprise, what was this idiot doing?! " Are you serious..?" The girl muttered as she teetered in her shoes and took a few steps closer, deciding she would test the limits. After all, the worst that could happen is she would get shot and die but her father and the rest of the family would get the Corleon's back; that was for certain.

She bent and picked up the gun, the metal cold to the touch, and balanced it in her hand for a moment before she pointed it at the man. " What's your name?" She asked, her voice quiet as her eyes darted around them. Her focus was horrible but she was sobering up, thanks to the cold and the situation at hand. " Why would you start an attack on my family? For kicks?"

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Rebeccah shrieked as he kicked out, causing her to drop the gun. She let out a loud scream that was cut off as a bag as pulled over her head and she was thrown somewhere, hard. She assumed this was like a normal kidnapping where the victim was tossed in the trunk and, a the sound of the trunk closing, knew she'd guessed it. Her face felt hot and stuffy in the bag so she didn't scream, knowing that would just make it worse. She didn't bother lashing out as she lay there silently, that would only hurt her and she knew it.

Suddenly, the movement stopped and she heard doors slam. A rush of cold air told her the trunk had been opened mere moments before a hand roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her free from the car. She couldn't see where she was walking and stumbled a lot but the hand kept her up and moving forward. Her sight issue of sight was fixed when they'd apparently reached their destination and the bag was pulled from her head. Rebeccah glanced around, feeling quite overwhelmed, and her expression became one of disgust.

" I hope you don't sleep here," she said haughtily, blatantly ignoring his words as he left the room. The teen stayed where she was, not wanting to take any chances, and brought a hand up to her face. " What have I gotten myself into this time?" Rebeccah mumbled under her breath, clearly upset with herself. " They're all going to kill me," this wasn't directed to her kidnappers, although they worried her too, but her own family. She also found ehrself wondering if Jake was okay and assumed he was, after all, he hadn't left when he'd been instructed otherwise.

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Rebeccah was tired and she tripped as she attempted walking over to the door, stumbling and almost falling if she hadn't reached out to steady herself.

" This is why I should listen to people," she muttered as she started to fall over, " Jake knew what he was--" Her hands came down on the shelf and she found herself wishing she'd just dropped to the filthy floor as she felt her palms tear open. The contact had cut her off, replacing words with a sharp cry of pain.

Pulling her hands away, she stepped back and stared at her dirt covered hands, blinking back a few tears as she stared at the bleeding gashes that now covered the soft flesh of her hand. The broken glass on the shelf had definitely done a number, the girl noted as she kept herself from squeezing her hands into fists to keep the dirt from getting further inside the wounds.

" Thank God I got my tetanus shot," Rebeccah muttered as she winced and, finally growing tired of waiting, carefully stepped over to the door and knocked. Despite the alcohol she'd induced, the situation had sobered her up pretty well and she was tired of being in this dirty, smelly room. She wanted to be able to sit without getting hurt on something. " Hello?!" She called, knocking again. She was not going to test the door. No way in hell.

" I just want to go home," she mumbled as she moved to lean against the wall beside the door, having difficulty keeping her eyes open. " Daddy and Blare will be furious," Beccah sighed as she forced her eyes open and tried to scan the room. Just as she'd thought, the only other possible exits were windows and they were boarded up. This really was her own personal version of hell, right here. Lovely.

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It had been hours. The time was passing slowly too which caused Rebeccah and her sore body to feel like she was in absolute agony. And yet, no one had come back through the door. Not even once!

Even though she was scared, worried and more than a little confused; the O'Connor could feel her anger growing as the time ticked on. She had pulled the bandeau she wore from beneath the skin-tight lace shirt, hating that her black bra stood out underneath the white, and ripped it. The soft material was now bound around her hands to soak up the drying blood on her palms as she climbed onto the counter-like table and tried the windows. Rebeccah had grown sick of waiting for the thugs, as well as her family, and had decided to test this out.

She pulled at a loose board, tugging with most of her strength, but it barely budged. She tried again and again, feeling herself lose a little more hope each time she attempted and failed to break free. " Come.. On.." Beccah grunted, using most of her strength in trying to pry the lumber from the frame of the window it was nailed to. Ignoring the slivers she was most likely receiving, the teen gave another tug before finally kicking out at the boards.

" What type of idiotic kidnapper leaves their hostage alone for?!" She yelled as she jumped off the counter to the floor, wobbling quite a bit as she landed. " You're sick bast--!" Rebeccah called out, her face pale as she clamped her own hand to her mouth. She shouldn't finish that, she should have kept silent. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the door, suddenly hoping they left her here to rot. After all, if she was left here she'd only die of starvation or dehydration... Not being tortured and killed for her stupidity.

Make your captors, your only hope for food and water, angry. She thought, angrily berating herself. Smart move, idiot.

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