// burn // La Squadra x Female Reader 💫🔥

// stronger //

//inspired by a song//

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You woke up to various sobs coming from the
background. Melone was already awake, so he wasn't in the bed. You walked down the hallway, but heard hics and cries coming from Formaggio's room.

"Why, God, why?"

"I can't do anything right.."

"I'm broken.."

You heard a sob come out of your mouth as you heard those words coming out of his mouth. You felt so guilty, yet you didn't know how to explain to him..
You love another man.

You walked down the hallway to see the men talking, and of course, Formaggio was absent. "Right on time, Y/N." Risotto said, pointing over at you. "Let's hope you got enough sleep. Get in the car. We are leaving, now." Risotto got up and walked towards the door. "Formaggio, quit your whining and get your ass out here!" Illuso yelled, banging on Formaggio's door with his fist. Eventually, the man came out of his room looking sadder than ever. You quickly trotted out the door and got in the car, sitting down in a seat before the rest of the men. Illuso sat next to you, while Pesci sat next to Formaggio trying to make him feel better awhile Prosciutto was in the drivers seat. Ghiccaho and Melone were chit chatting about something on his computer. Risotto was in the seat next to Prosciutto's. You felt drained, and you felt as if you ruined a mans life. You couldn't help but overhear Pesci and Formaggio's conversation..

"What if she never will like me again.."

"She will! Just give her time and she will be running back to you!"

"I think it's better if I never liked her.."

"..."

" *Sob,* I should just die.. nobody ever cared about me.. I don't see the point.. I do have one thing I live for.. I.. she's sort of like Y/N, it's just she likes me.."

"Are you alright, dude? Is something going on inside your head? Are you mentally stable?"

Pesci had a terrified look on his face as he kept telling Formaggio that everything will be alright, though he was saying it a lot faster. "Formaggio, quit that baby whining! You're gonna ruin our reputation!" Prosciutto yelled.

Formaggio choked down more and more sobs. Pesci had his arm on Formaggio's shoulder, assuring him more and more.

"Alright, we're here." Risotto said, arriving at a strip club.

"Uh.. boss.. why exactly are we here?" Pesci asked, raising a finger.

"We need to kill the guy that owns the place.. apparently he's doing shady stuff with the customers." Risotto said, getting out of the car. You walked towards the club, your heart pounding a mile a minute. You actually have never been to a strip club, hell, even a club before. Once you walked through the door, there were just bad vibes all over. People biting each others necks in a negative way, not a positive way, people making out but they seemed to act as if they were really never in love.. it reminded you of your relationship with Formaggio. Formaggio instantly took the stairs, you were wondering what he was doing, so you decided to follow him.

"I have to go to the bathroom." You told Risotto.
"...Get back over here fast." Risotto sighed.

You followed Formaggio, and he seemed unaware of your presence. He went up to the balcony, leaning on the rails. Crystal tears dropped from his eyes as he stood up and leaned over the rails.

"Goodbye world.." He softly said.

"Formaggio!" You yelled, and he instantly looked over. "Y/N.." He said, a sad tone was in his voice. "Formaggio, don't!" You said, tears streaming down your cheeks as you ran over to hug him. "I-I'm so sorry, Formaggio! Please, don't do it!" You hugged him, sobbing. "Formaggio, please! I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" You apologized on and on. The man looked down at you with a sad smile. "I'm sorry, Y/N.. but I'm afraid these wounds will never heal.." He said, leaning back over the rails. "Formaggio, if you die, I'm dying with you!" You sobbed harder and harder, basically begging him not to kill him self. Before your eyes, you saw the man jump off the rails and fall to the ground.

You screamed in terror as you saw him on the ground, blood spilling out from under him. You ran quickly ran down to Risotto, your face flushed in tears. "Risotto!" You said, falling into his arms. "Formaggio killed himself!"

"He did what..?" Risotto said, the other members hearing and instantly following you to where he fell. You ran to the body, instantly grabbing your phone from your pocket and calling 911.

Eventually, the ambulance came, checking his pulse, doing everything they could.

"I don't think he's alive." The doctor said, her fingers on his wrist.

"Wait.. no! I think I feel something!" She quickly gathered the rest of her coworkers to help him. 

A little while later, Formaggio was rushed to the hospital in the ambulance, your tears still streaming down your face. Melone looked broken as he saw the ambulance drive off, you felt the same, but you could tell Melone had a lot more guilt than you did.

Pesci was crying, Prosciutto looked as if he was saying silent prayers, same with Illuso and Risotto. Risotto went back inside of the club, all of the members were completely silent.

"What if Formaggio doesn't make it...?" You said, grabbing Melone's arm. "Let's hope he doesn't die.." Melone sighed.

"Back to the plan.." Risotto said. "Apparently his name is Angelo....... Alright, so he should be in the back.." Risotto said, waving you guys to follow him.

"Uhh.. guys... why did you all kidnap me in the first place?" You asked, just realizing.

"I was waiting for you to ask that.. I'll tell you later." Risotto said.

You sighed, following the men. You couldn't get Formaggio off of your mind, you hoped he was alright.

Once you and the men made it to the back, there was a door and a sign that read "Owners room." You let out a 'Huh.' noise when you read that. Risotto knocked on the door, and walked over to get a bat. You were confused why he had a bat, but you didn't want to question anything. "Hello what do you-" The owner said. "You men stay here. Same with you, Y/N." He said. He barged into the door, letting himself in and slamming the door behind him. He covered the window in the door with a curtain...

He began to beat the guy to death.

Blood splattered almost everywhere, all over Risotto, and you even saw some splatter on the door. You were terrified. They were a hit team, sure, but they are very violent. Yells and cries came from the room as Risotto beat the guy to death with the bat. He hit his head, his throat, and anything else he could do. He trampled on his throat while he was still on the ground. After a couple seconds, Risotto took out a pocket knife and slit his throat. Blood spilled out of his throat and he went deeper and deeper. "It's finished." He said, flipping the knife back into his pocket. Risotto came out of the room, blood smeared across his face, everywhere on his body, basically.   "Why do I always have to do the messy work?" He said. "I doubt this stain will get out of my white pants..." He grumbled. "Let's get out of here." It was late at night by the time you and the team left, you quickly hopped into the car, for it was going to be a long drive back. Melone sat next to you, holding your hand. "You alright, Y/N?" Melone said. "Y-yeahhhh.. I'm.. fine.." You grumbled, and fell asleep. Your head fell on Melone's shoulder, and a small blush came to his cheeks. He placed his head on top of yours, and you both drifted off to sleep. Ghiccaho was obviously giggling in the background about you two again, and Prosciutto told him to shut up.

"Goodnight, Y/N.." Melone said, before drifting fully to sleep.