Bella Mafia

"NIKI!" she screamed from the bottom of the stairs. "Get your ass down here lets do this shit" "Do you have to talk like that" i heard her mother say. I lifted my head off the pillow way to fast. That all too familiar feeling of being beaten with a sledge hammer came back full force. I reached for my night stand and the 2 blue vicodin i had left there this morning knowing how i'd feel. My God could it really be 2 already? I threw myself out of bed and onto the floor as soon as i felt that familiar calm wash over me. I quickly put on my tight dark jeans knee high black boots and one of my favorite ripped t-shirts that reads "LOVE KILLS SLOWLY" by now the pills had kicked in and i happily ran down the long marble stairs that emptied out into one of the sitting rooms where Priscilla was already sitting and her daughter, my best friend was standing with her arms crossed pissed off already. She took one look at me "Your high" "o fuck off Lisa" Priscilla turned her head to look at me, some of her raven colored hair fell in her face. Her one eyebrow went up "Come here" she said voice like the ocean. I walked over and curled up next to her. I swear i could hear lisa's eyes roll. "Really mom? If i came down like that you'd kick my ass"Lisas voice sounds more like the crackle of thunder loud and deep just like her fathers. Mother and daughter couldn't be more of opposites. Lisa glares at me now laughing 'You are such a brat" with that the doorbell rings.