Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Myla Mendez

I woke up in an unfamiliar room. I looked around only to see I was in a hospital, sitting up slightly only to fall back down from pain.

"Fuck!" I hissed.

I pulled back the sheets covering my body and seen my tiny waist was wrapped in bandages. I started to relive getting hit by Narco. He pulled out a small gun on me and before I could kick it away from him and shot me.

I squeezed my eyes shut trying to contain my screams of pain before I slid off the hospital bed. I let my feet dangle and walked over to the bathroom holding onto an IV drip.

"Mylaaaaaaa!" I heard two voices call. I had only just shuffled my way into the bathroom and turned back round. Luna and Angelina where stood looking at the bed. "Hey" I managed to speak, still holding the pain back. "What the hell are you doing out of bed?! You should be resting." Luna said grabbing my free arm and walking me over to the bed. "I'm fine Luna." I whinsed.

"Yeh, barley able to speak screams fine." Angelina says sarcastically.

I sat back down on the bed and Luna pulled the hospital sheets over me. "How are you feeling?" Angelina asked sympathetically.

"Not terrible. For sure it would be nice if I didn't get shot, but shits gonna happen right." They both nodded before Luna spoke. "We'll go get the doctor before everyone else arrives." I looked at her confused. "Where are we?" She took off her coat and lay it across a chair. "After you got shot you passed out. Enzo picked you up and carried you back to the plane where we already had a doctor anyway. He bandaged you up, and as soon as we landed Enzo brought you here." I smiled slightly. He's still a dick but nice of him to help me.

"Cool." I said before they both left in hunt for the doctor. I got up walking over to the bathroom, I quickly peed, washed my face best I could, and brushed my teeth, I took of the hospital gown and changed my bra and panties before sliding on black biker shorts before I could try and put on a top I had to take out the stupid IV drip.

Honestly, I don't know why Enzo brought me here, we have our own hospital team at the house they are aware of the Mafia unlike this hospital. I assume Enzo has probably told them I was just innocent and got caught in a shootout or something.

I pulled the drip of my arm and sat it over the stand for the IV. I found a bandage under the sink so I wrapped my arm with that seeing as I didn't have anything else. I pulled a black oversized jumper over my head, I done my best to put on sock and trainers but failed miserably.

"Fine then! I'll go bare foot!" I muttered angrily at myself.

"Where the hell is she now!?" I heard Luna groan. I walked out the bathroom and the doctor stood with his back to me. Luna and Angelina rushed over to check if I was ok. And bamboozeled me with 50 questions.

"Are you ok?"

"Do you want something to drink?"

"You look on pain"

"Let me help you"

I held up my hands making them relax a little. "Guys, I'm fine. Okay?" They nodded before the doctor began speaking.

"We'll Miss Mendez. You have a small fracture to your rib cage, we will probably have to remove part of it, but that doesn't have to be now. Your blood levels all look good for now. I want to keep you in for observation for tonight also and then you'll be on your way." I gave him a board look.

"I'll be going home today." He shook his head no and began. "You see you injury was-" I rolled my eyes and began getting up again. "I'm fine. I don't need you to tell me any otherwise." He gave me a worried look. "I'll have to send-" I interrupted him. "Look, I'll be blunt. Your gonna give me those papers to sign me out because if you don't, I'll take the IV that I just took and stab it into you a give you slow agonising death." I gave him a wide smile and he cowered a little. He nodded before leaving the room and getting me my papers.

I looked over to Luna and Angelina who where stood with annoyed expressions and their arms folded. "What?" I shrugged.

The doctor came back with his tail between his legs around 10 minutes later. I signed all the papers to have me discharged and grabbed my hand bag. Luna and Angelina carried my other two bags which they packed for me when I came in two days ago. Which I never knew until they told me.

I got outside and was happy to feel the fresh air on my body. I began walking still holding my abs to ease the pain, when an Audi R8 matte black pulled up.

"Oh forgot to tell you Enzo's taking you home." Angelina smiled as her and Luna walked over to the trunk putting in my bags. Enzo stepped out of the car and looked me over.

"Where's the rest of you?" I gave him an annoyed look before moving over to the passenger side. He walked round opening the door for me.

"Thanks" I said sliding onto the seat winsening from the pain I was still experiencing.

We drove off from the hospital in silence, until we stopped at a red light. "How are you feeling?" I nodded. "I'm fine." He just nodded in return.

"Why did you bring me her and not to my house?" he pulled off. "It was gonna take me longer to get you to the house than to the hospital, plus I had a present brought to the house for you." I gave him a sculpting look. "What do you mean present?" He smirks and faces back on the road. Soon enough we arrived at the house.

My mother and father had apparently decided to go on a trip for the week. They also didn't know I was hurt neither did Vince or Maria. And I plan on keeping it that way.

Enzo walked round opening the car door for me. Reaching his hand out. "Do you want help." I rolled my eyes and pushed his hand away. "I don't need help. I'm. Fine." He raised an eyebrow watching me trying to get out.

I bit my lip controlling my screams. He just chuckled when I gave him a deathly stare.

I hated being given help. Like really hated it. I was taught to look after myself, and I don't need nor want anyone's help.

We walked inside and I could already see Luna, Angelina, Matteo and Luca in the living room. I went to walk in but before I could Enzo grabbed my hand. "Come with me." I looked past him to see two security guys they led us down to the basement.

"Narco."