Finally making her dream come true of becoming a doctor and making her mother proud Francesca begins to believe her life is complete. After what she had been through with her father and seen how her mother was treated by him she never cared for love...
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Francesca's point of view.
My heart, racing in my chest. My hands, tied behind my back. My head, pounding in pain. As my eyes fluttered open I looked over to my left where Giovanni was tied up as well, his head low as he was unconscious. Only difference was he held a gun to his head. I looked up from the gun to Halston holding it. I tried to beg him but my mouth was taped shut. He smiled at me as he saw my defensiveness. "Shh, darling. There's no need to worry because I can guarantee you that your mom, friends and both boyfriends are safe in the other room down the hall. Yes maybe they are getting hit on by my men but they will get out alive. I can't say the same about you two."
I tried to move closer to Giovanni who was bleeding at the nose but my chair wouldn't move. Halston dropped the gun and paced back and forth in front of us. I looked down to see my dress was ripped all over and the train gray with dirt. My heels are still on but missing a few gems. As I looked up and around, I could tell I was in some warehouse by the messed up walls and cold atmosphere. "So Francesca, what happened dear?" He asked, still walking around as I looked at him with tears forming in my eyes.
"I mean you really chose those boys over the family you grew up with? I never would have seen that coming." He chuckled and made me regret all my life choices. "I wanted to hurt them and now all I can do is just kill them now which is showing mercy. I don't show mercy!" He yelled. I calmed myself and put my faith in the boys. I sat up in my chair as a tear rolled down my cheek. "They always say if you want something done right. Do it yourself." He walked up to Giovanni and punched him hard causing me to shut my eyes and turn away. "Those twins worth the life of your own brother?" He asked. I tried to reply but my words were muffled. "What was that?" He asked leaning into me before pulling the tape off my mouth.
"They're going to kill you, you sad, pathetic excuse for a being." I muttered. He laughed before putting on a straight face and took a swing at me, punching me in the eye. "Happy birthday by the way.' He said looking down at his watch. "Twenty two right? Which makes him nineteen." He lifted Giovanni's chin with his gun. "So young." A loud crash came from down the hall followed by a gun shot that echoed through the walls. Halston only chuckled and shut the door, locking it. "Even if that was your boy toy, they're dead." He shrugged.
"Frankie you see, can I call you Frankie?" He asked with a sly smile. "I was eight when I met those boys. We all grew up together, you know happily ever after. How would you feel if they banned you from being family and tried to kill you after you asked to be their true brother?" He lifted his shirt and pointed at the scars. "I barely got out that night. I left so much of me in that place, part of me I'll never get back." His eyes rimmed with red as he held back tears, more gun shots this time closer. "How would you feel if you had a friend, and he tried to take over what your father left you?" I asked and his eyes widened. "He left it to King!" He shouted as he lowered himself down to my face. "I was fine with that until I found out Reid got a roll when I didn't. King always preferred him, and I don't see why." I scoffed, looking away from him.
