ALESSANDRA || on-going

5. bad dream, nightmare..

ALESSANDRA'S POV:

I was feeling sleepy soo I wanted to go to my room, but then I felt arms pull me back gently, it was him of course.

"Yes?" I said breaking the silence.

"Nothing just go" he said with his sleepy voice like he wanted to say something, but I brushed it off and went to my room.

I drifted off sleeping thinking about what stunt my step father pulled again, they thought he would give a shit about me, that's funny how a mafia couldn't figure out what I've been through with him.

"Mommy? mom" I was going through the halls looking for my mother because I couldn't sleep.

I heard muffled screams coming from a dark room, I hesitated before going in there but my curiosity took the best of me.

I opened the door slightly to see what was going on, to my surprise I saw my step father, he was sitting in a chair laughing as the guards tortured the girl tied on a chair.

I gasped out of shock and tripped right on the door.

Everyone in the room heard me I looked up and saw the girl whispering some words to me with tears in her eyes "go, go far away from this place" she tried to keep her voice as low as she could.

I got up and ran but I couldn't run away from them, "n-no please, MOMMYY" I tried screaming for help but nobody literally nobody helped me.

There he was the first day my torture begun, and nobody was there for me, he kept punching me slapping me, but I couldn't take it I blacked out because of pain, I was 5 years old.

I got up rapidly clutching my hands on the sheets, I was sweating, and breathing heavily while trying to calm my self down.

It took me a second to realize I wasn't alone in the room, Dante was next to me holding me in his chest muttering "it was just a dream, it's alright..".

I was trying to steady my breathing but I couldn't, panic attack in the morning, great just fucking great.

After a minute in his arms I calmed down "I- I'm gonna take a shower" I said breaking the loud silence, he replied with firm nod and left.

I stepped in the shower turning it on,I started zoning out again.

That nightmare, it was real I lived that torture I was 5 years old, I had one year of peace, one year.

16 years of torture... I felt a tear slip down my cheeks that brought me back to reality, I heard knocking.

"Alessa is everything alright." I heard the voice of Christine call from the other side of the door.

"Yeah I'm fine." I said putting a towel around me and going out.

"Good morning, here are some clothes, it's dante's I don't really know why he didn't let me give you some of my clothes" she said handing me a pair of black shorts and a grey t shirt, just from the look of it I knew it was gonna look oversized on me.

"Good morning, it's alright thank you." I said and she smiled in return, "we will go shopping this afternoon, I'll try to convince Dante to let us go out alone" she said excited, and left the room to let me change.

For underwear clothing there was a bloody red bra and matching lace panties.

I wander why would dante have those, I laughed at the thought, of course it was maybe Christines.

I changed to the clothes and got out I saw a shirtless Dante with his hair wet on his forhead, he caught me looking and smirked, he looked up and down at me.

"My clothes do look good on you" he said keeping up his smirk.

"Yea, yea whatever" I said and walked past him trying to remember the way to the kitchen again.

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(A/N)

Here's chapter 5 guys, I'm still working on my writing soo please if you find any mistakes comment them.

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