"Lie, the only thing you can do to hurt me." - The Author
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"Father?" For the first time I wanted to worry, Marco was my partner after all but the way he pushed my body away like in a protective manner had surprised me. I cared, I wanted him and I wanted to protect him even from him. Yet shocking enough I had seen this man six years ago.
"Marco w-" His strong tattooed arms wrapped around my waist as I stood behind him, him blocking me from seeing his father.
"Shut the hell up now, D'Angelo."
"Her again, did you learn nothing years ago son she is like her mother a cheater, she's Ivano's" This man, I knew him from somewhere.
This time I pushed Marco away and took my red gun putting it to his head. "Talk about me or my mother again bitch I fucking date you," he fucking laughed like I was a joke and before I could react he said. "You fucking slut Marco, I should have hit you harder as a kid maybe those nights in the cold didn't mean anything to you.
Nights in the cold?
~ Flashback ~
"Enzo, Where are you?" I yelled, for months he had been staying in this apartment in town which was always dark because he was in love with it.
"Behind you flame." This deep voice came out in a whisper from my shoulder.
"Aren't you scared of the dark?" I kissed his cold lips while he lifted my legs around his hips as he pushed me into the window.
"Not anymore, I have my fire to keep me warm at night. How was school?" He kissed down my neck softly.
"Annoying, why are you so cold? Aren't you cold?"
"No. I'm used to it never had a bed or blanket as a kid. I'm okay princess, just let me kiss my girl" his accent coming out.
"No, I jumped down and pulled him on the bed while I set on his lap with my legs on either side. You will never be cold with me Enzo, I love you and he won't ever lay a hand on you if I'm alive" I his down his jaw.
~End of Flashbacks~
"If you ever lay a hand on him I will torture you and then I will kill you slowly," I whispers slowly as I pushed the gun into his head harder.
"He's a lier and he will be your end."
"Get the fuck out Giovanni. I don't need nor want to look at your face," Marco growled as angry as an animal.
"Come on son. you're strong because of me you should be thanking me for everything, unlike Emilio that baster. You ungrateful fuck." Marco's dad said harshly.
