Mafia's girl

Hero in disguise

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I slowly opened my eyes, noticing my surroundings. I tried to speak but no sound came out, my throat had been restrained by a large tube. I bolted up, I started to panic.

I saw a tall figure sitting opposite, with his legs crossed just staring, he suddenly noticed I was awake and stepped out of the shadows. It was that fucking man, the man who claimed my mother cheated.

I tried to scream, but it was impossible. Nothing was working, he just sat there and grinned.

"Ah, I never thought I'd see the day when you were speechless" he whispered, dragging his finger along the best sheets.

I started slamming my fist against the side table, a nurse came running in.

I tried to shout but all that came out was,
"Mhmmm mhmm mhmmmmm!"

"Are you alright dear?" She asked, walking over and adjusting my tube.

"Yes she's fine" the man said, walking over to me.

"Oh and how are you related?" She asked, furrowing her brows in confusion.

"I'm her father" he said, grinning behind her back. I wanted to punch the shit out of him so badly.

She immediately nodded and walked away, leaving me alone with this man.

"Now, I'm going to take you back to my home where you will remain. It will not be luxurious, I'm going to torture you until we lure your father out" he said, stroking my hair.
I felt so angry, my heart was racing from my thoughts as I wanted to kill this man so badly.

3 days later.

Three days had passed, my voice was slowly coming back thank god. I was now sitting in the mans basement, battered and bruised.

"Get up bitch" one of the guards said, walking over ready to beat the shit out of me.

They said they were sending clips of me being toured to my father, he would not care.

Nobody cares.

One month later.

Yes that's right. One fucking month. One month I've been trapped in this hell.

It was now a daily routine that I would get beaten, every day with a base bat whilst tied to a pole. I had scared and bruises scattered all over my body, I was weak.

Each day I was trying to gather my strength, some days I would be tempted to fight back but others days I just couldn't.

Today was the day I was waiting for, one of the guards had left the room and he left the bat on the floor. I reached my leg over to the bat, and kicked it in my direction so it was now underneath me whilst I was still hanging in the air.

I swung my body so that the ropes would slowly come undone, once my legs were free I ran over to the table and grabbed a small knife which then freed my hands. I tip toed behind the door and waited for the guard to return.

Five minutes later the guard entered the room, his eyes darted across the floor noticing the rope.

"SOMEONE GET THE BOSS" he yelled, preparing to fight but I quickly jumped out and whacked him over the head with the bat.

I saw another guard heading my way, I jumped up beside him and shoved the bat into his stomach. I quickly sprinted down the hall, aiming for the huge wooden doors.

Once I reached those doors, I quickly ran back to grab the keys from the guards pocket.
I unlocked the doors and ran down the pathway, I've never ran so fast in my whole damn life.