Held Captive

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TRIGGER WARNNING: BLOOD!

Waking up from a dreamless sleep with a migraine, I groan and flutter my eyes open taking in my surroundings and suddenly, the events before I blacked out rushed into my head leaving me confused. Levi taking a hold of my arm and hitting me with a gun.

Then I realized that I was quite literally sitting on the floor with restraints at my wrists which were digging into them causing me to pull at them which made them hurt even more. What if I kill myself with these cuffs?

I take in my surroundings. A white bed in the corner of the room, dirty grey walls stained with blood, a big black door. The room contained no window making me feel suffocated and the room looked and felt like it was in a basement. 

Finally processing the situation, my eyes widen in fear and I feel like a prey ready for its predator.

I was in a fucking basement tied up with blood stained walls! What if this room become stained with my blood? Why did il mio idiota decide to stay there just for a few more seconds? Almost everyone I have crossed paths with have always let me down somehow. I wonder what Valeria is doing. Would Papa think that I was dumb that I fell into this trap? This wasn't happening. In a moment, I'd blink and rouse from this nightmare, march down the stairs and greet Papa.

I always had this thing where if a met a new person, I would instantly click with them and tell them everything and stuff I would never even tell my parents, but something always happened and they would just get weirded out and never talk to me again because of my blabber.

Feeling the tears prickle my eyes and the fear starting to settle in my soul, I release a shaky breath and try to calm down. Feeling the world tilt around me, I get dizzy and feel as if I'm about to faint. I try to breathe in and out and calm my breathing but it fails and a lone tear pours down my cheek. My heart a jackhammer against my chest, blood thudding in my ears.

Suddenly I hear the door rattle and I prepare myself for whatever is about to come. A person in all black walks inside the room. When I get a good luck, I see a man with a  Chiseled jaw, deep brown eyes and black hair. He looks at me and squints his eyes, studying me.

He clears his throat. "Hello Miss Iris. I am Vincent Romano and I am here to say that you are kept in here for investigation and will be released until further notice."

" WHY THE FUCK AM I HERE!" I yell while pulling at the restraints which caused me to feel tears prickle my eyes.

" Calm down Miss Iris, Capo Aaron will be here in a bit" He replied and I noticed a faint italian accent.

Having the sudden urge to scream, I stare at Vincent with such hatred. 

"Qualcuno mi aiuti prima che perda la testa" I mutter to myself.

(Someone help me before I lose my mind)

Watching Vincent leave the room, I let out a scream. I'm so freaking tired. I'm so mad at myself for letting this happen. I'm so vulnerable and such a dumb prick. I miss Papa, Clara and Valeria. I just want to die for this to end.

Pulling at the restraints to try to  escape, I do all I can to not be considered weak and worthless.

I must have been pulling too hard to escape because suddenly I notice blood drip from underneath the restraints and my skin going purple-blue. Feeling tears rush down my face and the blood dripping on the concrete floor, I was right. This room is filled with my blood. My blood.

Mama! I got 15/15 in my maths test! Insegnante was very proud of me and she said I am very accorto! Mama?

Hearing Laughs and whispers, I walk into Mamas room and find wine bottles littering the ground and Mama drinking what looks like her 8th bottle of wine. 

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