(Redid) these chapters because I wanted to get rid of the pictures because they were taking to much of my time so if you guys want pictures, then imagine whatever you want.)
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Violet’s POV:
I wake up to the sound of metal scrapping the concrete floor. I slowly sit up so that I don’t hurt any of my bruises from last night. I look up to see Daren smirking with his wife Karen. “Look who’s up. Should we get started on your punishment?” Daren asked and Karen smiled and nodded. I shake my head no and they start laughing while walking towards me.
(2 Hours Later)
I watch as they leave, closing the cell door. I close my eyes and slowly breathe, causing my stomach and lungs to hurt. I can’t take it anymore; I have to leave this awful place.
Seconds, minutes, and hours went by until I slowly got off the little mattress before walking towards the metal cell door. It’s a good thing Daren broke the lock two weeks ago; I slowly opened the metal door before slipping through it. I didn’t hear any movement upstairs, so I quietly and quickly went towards the little vent thing that leads to the side of the house. I climb through it, avoiding the spiders and rats that are in this cramped up space.
Before I knew it, I was out of the vent and running far from that awful place. I don’t know how long I was running, but my legs were in pain and when I went to sit down for a while my whole body erupted in pain, and I cried out in pain before walking to the nearest alleyway before everything went black.
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Marco Garcia Pov:
Me and some of my men were walking out of the building to the car. When I heard a cry come from close by, I stopped walking and pulled out my gun. My men took one look at me and quickly pulled out their guns. “Spread out” I said to them, they nodded and quickly walked away, spreading out. I slowly walked towards the sound and looked around the corner to see a figure lying on the ground unconscious. I carefully walk towards the figure, only to see a little girl, who knows what age, lying unconscious. I quickly put my gun away and leaned down to check her pulse.
Her pulse was weak. I gently pick her up and carry her towards cars to see my men standing there looking around. I nod my head and they quickly get in their vehicles as one of them opens the back of the Limo for me. I got in and gently placed the little girl on my lap. I look down gently and move the hair out of her face. She looked like she was beaten up. I felt her stir and slowly started rocking her. I look down at her again only to see violet purple and bright red eyes staring at me.
Violet’s POV:
I felt like I was moving slowly, opened my eyes and looked around only to notice I was in a vehicle, in a stranger's arms. I slowly move my head towards to the strangers face to see it was a male and he was looking out the window in his thoughts. I was moved but I did. I saw the stranger look at me and I just stared at him. “Hello Sweetheart” he said, after staring at me for a while. I gently put my hand on his face, and he smiled. “What’s your name sweetheart?” he asked. I point to my left eye. “Purple?” he asked, confused. I shake my head and point to my left eye again. “Violet?” he asked again. I nodded and he smiled. “I’m Marco.” he said. I smiled and he gently sets me up on his lap where I’m sitting and not laying down.
“Do you talk bambina?” he asked. I shake my head. “Can you talk, or do you just not want too?” he asked again. I gently grab his hand and start tracing my words on his hand, slowly so he understands. ‘I can’t talk. My vocal cords are messed up’ I said, tracing it on his hand. He smiles softly at me and gently lays my head on his chest. “Why were you out here by yourself bambina?” he asked. I felt my eyes water just thinking about why I was running away. ‘I ran away from a horrible place called home’ I said looking up at him. “Oh, baby girl.” he said hugging me close. I didn’t know I was crying until more tears fell down my face.
(9 Hours Later)
Marco’s POV:
Once the plane landed, I picked up Violet and walked off the plane into the limo and the driver started driving towards the house. When he parked outside the house, I gently got out of the limo with Violet in my arms. I looked down to see if she was still sleeping but I saw her staring at the mansion.
“Hey bambina” I said, making her look at me and smile. I smile back and gently place her down on the ground. She quickly moved closer to me and grabbed my hand and quickly looked around. “It's okay Sweetheart. No one is going to hurt you.” I said. She nods her head, and we go inside the mansion.
Violet’s POV:
When we walked inside the huge Mansion, I could not believe I hadn’t seen anything more amazing in my life. The entryway was beautiful.
I heard someone chuckle which brought me out of my thoughts. I look up to see Marco looking at me with a smile on his face. I gave a smile of my own and I heard someone gasp. I quickly look towards the sound to see a woman with her hands covering her mouth. I quickly hid behind Marco. “Amore mio” Marco said. “Dimmi che non hai appena rapito un bambina, Marco” the woman said. “Non I’ho fatto. L’ho trovata così priva di sensi.” Marco said. I gently tugged on his hand, and he gently squeezed it. “Voglio incontrarla. Come si chiama?” The woman said. I saw Marco nod his head.
I watched as he took a step aside and gently moved me to his side. “Bambina, I want you to meet my wife, Leana. Leana, this is Violet.” Marco said, the woman, Leana, gasped as she saw me, more specifically my eyes. I quickly turned around and hid my face in Marco’s stomach. I felt Marco pick me up and rub my back as I quicky stuff my face into his neck. “Bambina, it okay. She’s so surprised. You're very beautiful.” he said. I felt someone gently run their fingers through my hair. “I’m sorry Sweetheart. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.” I heard Leana say. I slowly lift my head and look at her. She gave me a smile and I couldn’t help but smile and look at Marco. He gives me a smile of his own and looks at Leana. “She wants to know if she can touch your face.” Marco said, causing Leana to smile and nod her head at me. I gently lift my right hand and place it on her cheek.
I smile and hold my hands out to her. She smiles and takes me from Marco. I laid my head on her shoulder and buried my face in her neck. I slowly closed my eyes and let darkness take over.
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Violet
Mystery / ThrillerSweet, kind, innocent, cheerful, and a Personality Development Disorder. What does anyone else expect of abused and broken girl like Violet. "What's your name sweetheart?" he asked. I point to my left eye. "Purple?" he asked, confused. I shake my he...