Luciana Point of View:
I groaned in pain. My body felt like it was hit by a truck. My head was throbbing as well, it was increasing as I opened my eyes. I laid still, letting my eyes adjust to the light.I panicked slightly, not knowing where I was. Recalling what had happened I panicked more. Vince and Val drugged me. I glanced around, needed to know where I was. I realized where I was fairly quickly. It was where Val had previously stitched my leg.
I felt how dry my mouth and throat were, like a desert. I saw a bottle of water on a stand, only a few feet away from me. I went to grab it.
Clink.
I went to reach for it again.
Clink.
I tried again, with more effort.
Clink.
The metallic sound filled the air. I glanced at my wrist. There were handcuffs on my wrist that were attached to the bed.
I forced my body into a sitting position so I could figure out a way out of these cuffs. However before I could start working on an escape plan, a voice rang out from the corner of the room.
"Need some help with that", he asked.
"Who the hell are you?", I questioned, not recognizing the voice.
He gasped,"What, your brothers didn't talk about me?"
"I guess not.."
"Now I am offended", He sighed. His voice had a faded Italian accent," My name is Alessio, and I am your cousin."
"I don't recall them ever mentioning you", I shrugged," They are a bit forgetful though."
He chuckled," You know Luciana, you may just be one of my favorite cousins, especially after that scene two nights ago. That was badass."
Two nights? That is impossible. There is no way in hell that I was out for that long. At most it should have been twenty four hours.
"Two nights?", I repeated.
"Yes", He sighed," It took an extra dose of sedatives to completely knock you out."
I nodded. They must have been some serious meds. Anytime sedatives had been used on me, they were rather cheap and weak.
Alessio cleared his throat, "Now that you're awake, I was thinking we could go do something fun instead of just lingering in this room."
I smiled, Alessio seemed like a fun person, "What did you have in mind?"
Alessio began, "Well I was thinking we could–"
Dontatello interrupted as he came into the room," Absolutely not."
"Huh", Alessio replied.
"You will not turn her into a killer like yourself", Donnie yelled.
I scoffed slightly. Donatello had no idea who I had turned into. I was no longer the sweet innocent sister he once knew me as. That part of me is hidden underneath my murderous side.
"I was just going to take her down to the living room to watch a movie you prick", Alessio argued and stormed out of the room.
Once Alessio was gone, Donnie turned to me," Sorry about the handcuffs, they were a precaution-"
"Why?"I demanded.
"Did you think I would attack you..."
"It's not like that Luci-"
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Mafia's Missing Murderer.
Teen FictionLuciana Roman was blamed for her mother's death at the age of four by her family. She was called a murderer until she was shipped onto a plane for New York. One day she decided she would be what her family thinks she is. She is the mysterious kil...