Mafia Man and Me

Chapter 20

I ran to his room, grabbing my clothes as he stood in the kitchen, staring at where I had stood, frozen in utter pain. I know he wouldn't give up that easily and I know he will probably have someone trail me for weeks until I confront him about it. I shed his hoodie and his boxers and pulled on my skirt and shirt. I ran back down the stairs, picking up my backpack where I left it by the door. Checking I had my phone in my jacket pocket, I walked out the door, feeling his guards eyes on me. I glared right back at them as I heard the front door swing open. "Gerard! Merda merda merda. GERARD!" he called after me, and I didn't even turn around.

I flipped him off over my shoulder, walking out the gates and turning to my apartment, gazing over the fence into the gardens, seeing a tree hung with masks looking like trapped souls. I brushed it off as another eccentricity of a rich man who's never been told no. I walked into my apartment, finally letting myself break down, calling Lyn-z. "Hey gee, whats up hun?"

"C- Can you come over? I stuttered out before breaking down completely into nothing but a waterfall of tears.