infinity and beyond

07

Enzo leads me into the prom, as I like to call it, prom with murders. 

There are plenty of people here, hundreds. When Enzo walks in they all go silent and look at him, us. He slides his hand down my arm trying to find my hand and when he does our hands fit together perfectly but it only made them look shocked, what was a girl like me doing with a man like him?

I and Enzo walk in as they make a path for us, Giovanni and his date follow behind us and behind them is Alessio and his date. Enzo leads me to a table where he sits me, "What did I say about the hand-holding, it's like nothing I say matters, no hickeys, no hand-holding as both are happening." I whisper loudly. 

"If you don't want to die, go along with it or everyone here will think that they can have you, they can't." He said sternly, "stop acting like I'm yours, I'm not." Music begins playing, "May I have this dance?" Enzo asks while holding his hand out, "Fine, but everyone's staring." "Let them stare Angel," I stand up and take his hand as he leads us to the dance floor. 

He places both of his hands on my waist, mine on his shoulders. The noises people made seeing us together, the whispers I heard, "she's just one of his sluts" and "He's way too hot for her" I could tell he heard them, and he wasn't going to stay silent much longer. 

"Enzo, it's okay just look at me," I say while his eyes scatter the room eventually landing on mine. "I'm sorry," he whimpers. "It's not your fault, plus what they are saying is true." He extends me out before spinning me and pulling me back into his warmth, "It's not true." 

Victor interrupts handing me a glass of wine, "thank you." He bows at my words before walking away, "Go sit, I have to go give a speech." I run back to the table at his words as he steps onto the stage and clears his throat to make sure the microphones working. 

"Everyone knows the rules, the important ones. The mafia over everything, love, lust, desire, and passion. The mafia is the only thing in your life that matter's at the end of the day." He was definitely trying to scare me, it didn't work. "Because when it comes down to it, you may have to kill the person you love most in this world." That scared me, slightly. I took a bigger gulp of my wine waiting for him to continue. 

"The people who love you most will betray you more than people who hate you, anyone here who puts love above the mafia stands up." Only a few very stupid people stood up, as Enzo pulled the gun from his side, and shot every one of them, he had good aim. 

I shouldn't have been so turned on by the sight of him killing but I was. 

The plus ones of the people who he'd just killed were screaming and crying, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't slightly scared I am. "Never trust anyone, if I hear one more word about her, Elora, I will let you die, a slow painful death," he said before stepping off of the stage. All eyes were now on me, "He is going to ruin his reputation," Alessio hissed from behind me as he was sitting at the table. Enzo came back and sat down as music began playing again.

"Enzo why would you say that?" I ask before Giovanni or Alessio can, "I meant what I said." "You can't tell people not to love and then," I stop myself, "Where is your loyalty? Those people have devoted their lives to the mafia, and you kill them?" I was going way out of my range saying that but whatever, "They would choose love over the Mafia where is there loyalty?" He said before kissing my neck from the back.  

"Lorenzo Romano get your lips off of me," "Mr. Romano we have a situation." Victor informed him, "Fuck I'll be right back Angel," he said while following Victor to the side of the room where no one could hear them, his face changed I couldn't read it, but it wasn't good. He began walking back over to me but before he reached me, I heard three loud gunshots, whoever was shooting was a fucking idiot, I could tell they were aiming for me but unless I was doing backflips, they would never touch me. 

One bullet flew past my head, the other almost hit my arm but I moved it and the other hit my foot causing me to groan in pain. I have a high pain tolerance, the luxury of being abused for most of my life before they could shoot me somewhere fatal Enzo's men had already shot him. Enzo ran over and scooped me into his arms before running out of the ball. 

He lays me in the limo while wrapping his suit jacket around my foot, "Fuck, I'm sorry Angel, does it hurt, are you okay?" "I barely even feel it, I'm fine." I attempt to sit up but he pushes me back down, "What do you mean you barely feel it?" "I spent most of life being abused my pain tolerance is high, let me sit up its a through and through GSW I'll be fine." I help Rose study; I learned a bit myself. "Who hurt you, I will kill each and every one of them." "No, you will not, I'm fine," I say while sitting up. 

"Drive to the house, don't let her out until Sachez is there." He barked to the driver, "Who's Sanchez?" I ask, "Bodyguard, he'll follow you everywhere, including the bathroom and he'll wrap your foot, I have to take care of whoever just did this to you." He gets out of the car as Victor gets in, "Are you okay Mrs. Romano?" I laugh at his words, "Please never call me that again, I'm fine." 

We get to Enzo's house where an unfamiliar face is waiting with a wheelchair, "I am not disabled but thanks," I say while taking his hand to get into the wheelchair, "Hello, I am Sanchez." He began rolling my wheelchair into the living room where there were medical supplies. 

He picked me up and placed me on the couch, "Sanchez is that your last name?" I ask as he pours alcohol through the wound, I barely felt anything, he looked shocked, "Yes." "What's your first?" "Carlos Sanchez." He began wrapping my foot, "It looks like you will be fine, do you want to do up to your room?" He asks, "Please." 

He carried me upstairs and placed me on my bed, "I need to get out of this fucking dress," I stood up and tried to un-zip the back, "Carlos can you un-zip me?" I ask with my back to him; he took a deep breath in before un-zipping it. "Joder tu hermosa," he didn't know I spoke Spanish, "What do you think Enzo would do if he knew you were speaking that way about me?" I ask while turning to face him, he was cherry red. "Sorry, I didn't know." His excuse was shit, I thought about using the knife in my hand to stab him, but it would be a waste of my talent and time. 

"Get the fuck out," I demand "But I'm under orders to stay with you at all times." I scoff at his words before walking into the bathroom and sliding the dress off, my foot hurt slightly when I walked but not nearly as much as they make it seem like it should in the movies. I changed into clothes that Carlos handed me and by that time Enzo was scolding Carlos for not watching me at all times outside of the bathroom.

I storm out of it, "stop yelling at him, I'm fine." I said while Enzo slowly let go of Carlos's neck causing him to run off, "Stai bene Angelo?" (Are you okay angel?) "I am fine." I lay on my bed, "This is all my fault I shouldn't put you in danger." "If you want to get rid of me, just say that, when can I go home?" I ask knowing there's no way in hell he'd let me go after I was shot, "I wanted to talk to you about that... I don't want you to go back." "Enzo, it is my life, my home, I am not yours to hold or cherish you don't get to bud into my life and make all the choices because you may be the mafia king, but you aren't mine." 

He looked distraught at my words, "Sorry Enzo but you have to see that this would never work." "I will take you home tomorrow, Elora." He said before walking out of my room, it took everything I have not to follow him and connect our lips again. I hear him turn around and peak into my room, "I would do anything to protect you, Elora, sorry if that isn't enough."

I could tell he wasn't the kind to apologize, it's not who he is. Only I would understand the depth of that word coming out of his mouth.