Marcella's POV:
Home sweet home. Well that's really a say, but it doesn't feel like 'home sweat home'
"Mom, Dad, we are back!" Grey shouted across the house, "Jeez, my ears, " Ace complained as he was right next to Grey who shouted.
"Come on, little devil." Dante held my hand and took me inside our house, I sighed. "Finally back to my own house." Ares chuckled and patted my head, "My boys- Marcella?" Mom cut herself, she stood there frozen seeing my figure out of sudden, she looked at my brothers who were smiling at her telling that it was me for real, "M-my child" Mom ran to me and hugged me tight crying hard, I couldn't stand back any longer. I hugged her back and pat her head blinking away my tears.
Those tears were tears of pain, this is a dream, this has to be a dream. My heart is aching. I can't feel her no matter how hard I try to pull her in my embrace. I can't feel her soft touch, the touch of mother's love. I can't feel it, I can't smell her beautiful fragrance. "Shh, it's okay mama, I'm here" I whispered knowing deep down I'm not.
What?
What is this?
Nightmare?
Dream?
Reality?
What is this?
Why everyone and everything is so unreal. Why does it feel like I'm in a book or in a fantasy world where I can't touch or feel anything but just imagine and be delusional we're I try to escape reality to relax my Frustrated souls.
"Are you okay my child? Are you hurt anywhere?" Mom pulled away from the hug and began to search for any trace of injury's, she panted heavily, she was sweating. She is devastated "Mom, Mom, look at me. " I cupped her cheek and forcefully made her look at me, "Look, I'm perfectly okay." No I'm not, I lied to her and myself. This is no reality... I say it to myself, a part of me says this is real, I'm just shocked and a verge of trauma but a part of me is desperately telling me that this is a dream, this is no reality. That part of me says I'm being pathetic and weak. Because I can't escape and bare the pain I'm going through.
What is going on?!
"Oh, you boys are back? How was the meeting?" Dad stopped talking when he noticed me, "Dad," I smiled, "Marcella?" I giggled and nodded, his hands were shaking as he pulled out his hands, trying to cup my cheek to see if I'm real.
I grabbed his hands and placed them on my cheek. "My little Marci," he hugged me. I can't feel him for fuck sake.
Before anyone could say anything or could do anything further more gunshots erupted the whole Russo residence down
"MARCELLA!!" I turned around and saw Percy...
"you bitch, you are coming with me, and you-"
gunshot
He shot Marcello and Ares
"NOOO" I jumped out of my bed and looked around, I start breathing heavily.
I look around and see I'm still here, I never escaped, it was all a dream. I was fucking right. It was all a dream?.I burst into tears, I want to go home, it has been a month and I still didn't make it out, 2 weeks ago I saw Marcello, that wasn't a dream that was real, but he didn't see me, they left me behind, Layla didn't see me either, they had a feeling that I'm here but wasn't sure about it. I tried to escape but I couldn't because I got cough by Percy and he hired high security, he was really angry at me, he got me to his basement and beat me up with belts and bats, he cut my hands with bald multiple times, he left me all by myself in the darkroom for days without any clothes, food, or water, this happened for 1 week and half straight. And now I'm back in my room, he has a camera set in my room now, so he sees me 24/7 no matter where he is, whatever he is doing he has his eye on me.
"What happened!?" Percy barged into my room, I moved back from him, scared of getting hurt again, he saw tears in my eyes, and he came closer and wiped them off, I was shivering and tried to avoid his touch.
"Come on, get up today is a really special day for us," he said, I looked at him confused, "it's our wedding day, love."
No no no no
I went back to sleep, well pretending to sleep, for him to leave. He finally left, I checked the clock and saw it was 7 am. in the morning.
It's time...
I'm in my makeup room, sitting in the chair looking at myself in the mirror, feeling disgusted, disappointed, pitiful, and weak."Here she is," Percy entered the room
"My love, look, they are going to change you and do your makeup, so be a good girl and follow their instructions, and if I hear any complaints, watch what I do" he whispered the last sentence making sure no one hears him, he fixed his posture and left the room."Ma'am here is your dress, please get changed, we will be back as soon as you are done and do your make up- get out." I cut her, "Yes ma'am," they bowed and left, I let out a deep breath and got changed.
There was a knock in the I didn't say anything. I just kept silent.
And again!!
I rolled my eyes and said, "Come in,"
They started doing my makeup and my hair, I kept quiet the whole time, just daydreaming.
"It's time to go, ma'am," one of the maids came inside.
They dragged me to the center, I was going to walk by myself, I never imagined my life being like this, I always dream to marry the guy I love, the loyal guy, that guy who loves me back and can take care of me, I always wanted my dad to walk me to my future husband, I want to be happy on my wedding day, smile and don't have tears.Now I'm all by myself walking down the aisle, tears streaming down my cheeks.
As I make it to the stage, Percy holds my hand and brings me in front of him. The priest began to read.
"Mr. Percy Majani, do you take Miss Marcella Russo as your wife?"
"I do," he said with a grind.
"Miss Marcella Russo, do you take Mr. Percy Majani, as your husband?"
The priest asked me. Tears started streaming down my cheeks, I was quiet for a while, the prison asked me again, and I kept quiet, Percy squeezed my hands tight, making me impossible to breathe because of the pain."I- i- d-"
Befor I could say 'i do' gunshots were heards from outside and in a second it was inside the church, my heart was beating like hell, almost like it will come out my throat any second now.
Everyone dug down, and start running around the hall screaming, scared for their life. I looked at the entrance and saw them.
They came back for me.
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