𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂| 18+

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮

The smell of smoke filled the air. It felt like there was a pounding running around my body, making me feel like I was going to be sick.

Shit, where am I?

Attempting to open my eyes, I can only see the pitch black. I try blinking about a thousand times to make sure they're actually open.

What happened? Who took me? What's going to happen to me? Why didn't I try and escape?

A million questions are through my head at like a 100mph.

I try moving around, knowing I was tied up to a chair, and feeling the tight ropes burning my skin every time I fidget.
The sound of the chair scraping against the hard concrete floor, seemed to have caught the attention of another.

My vision shoots straight up as I heard the sound of a footstep.

'Hello?' I ask.
'Hello' replies a mans voice that I seem to be familiar with, but is surely not the man.

My eyebrows furrow trying to see anything from the dark. A Bright light is then turned on right about me, which makes me flinch, from not being use to the light.

'Why am I here?' I ask the man.

Nothing but silence now fills the air and I'm just left wondering.

'Well don't go quiet on me now, Why am I here? I'm a very busy women I have shit to do and people to see. Whatever you want just spit it out I'm way to sleep deprived to deal with this right now.' Sighing afterwards.

'Oh well you don't have to worry my love-

He doesn't get to finish his sentence, when I am way to familiar with that voice.

'What. The. Fuck' I shout.

I hear a quiet chuckle from the far end of the room. How? What? I don't understand. That italian accent and that deep voice I could recognise from anywhere, but it literally can't be?

'Who is it? What the fuck do you want? How long have I been here?' I question wanting to know what is happening.

I hear footsteps creeping further into the room, my eyes focused to where the sound is coming from, which was right in front of me.

When the figure appears into the light, my eyes stare into them familiar ones.

I don't believe it.

'Why so many questions?' He asks.

Shaking my head and looking into his eyes, it feels like every moment I've spent with this man, every secret I told him, every haunting memory from them days, come crawling back.

My eyes start to water and fill but I refuse to let a single tear drop.

'I thought you were fucking dead' My voice shakes while spilling out the words.

Lorenzo Ramona was standing right in front of me.

'Do I look dead to you?.' He says with a smirk creeping onto his face.

A million questions are popping into my head right now but only one I ask.

'Why am I here?' I say gritting my teeth.