Metal door.
My fucking metal door was knocked down.
"Get the fuck out will you!" someone shouted. Their voice was deep and they sounded like a male. Though, who were they talking to?
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared where my metal door was. Jet black hair, hooded eyes. His eye colour was dark brown and his skin was tanned. He was wearing black sweatpants with a white wife beater and a bulletproof vest on top.
"Hira! Get your ass out!" he shouted again. "I don't even know you get the fuck away from me," I replied. "Fuck! If you don't want your goddamn balls to blow up then get out." I froze.
"Dipshit I don't have balls!" I yelled back at him. "Who cares do you want me to say your pussy or something!" "No that's even worse."
I ran over to get some of my daggers to put into my thigh holster and also grabbed a few guns. Midnight was still in my arms looking scared. I ran towards the guy again with a dagger in one arm while Midnight was in my other.
"Don't you dare fucking hurt me or Midnight or there will be consequences," I warned him. "Chill out gorgeous." "Ew, you look like a damn pedophile don't ever call me that."
"Shut up I'm only four years older." "Still." "Great well we have around two minutes before this place blows up. Anything that you wanna get?" I stood there looking around then ran over to my bed. I dug underneath it until I found a box. I grabbed it and ran back over putting Midnight inside the box with all the other stuff. The dagger that I was holding was in my thigh hostel.
"Care to explain what's in there?" he asked. "Care to tell me your name?" I replied with a question. "Enzo. Enzo Feuer, ma'am." wow it was easier for him to tell me his name than I thought. "Now give me the box and run," he added. I did what he asked. Just as we got farther away from my home it exploded.
The explosion shook the ground and I stumbled a bit but managed not to fall.
It was beautiful outside. I always thought that I was in a basement or somewhere underground but I was in the middle of the fucking woods. The trees were tall and thick. Just like that ass, I work out for. I turned back to take a look at where I lived and realized that it was an abandoned mansion or something.
Looking closer, I saw that concrete box that I'd lived in for six years. I looked forward not wanting to think of it.
"Where the hell are you taking me? And give me my cat back!" I shouted at him as we kept running. "Somewhere to get you out of this shithole."
"Shithole? You don't even know me or how I live." I said scoffing. "Are you sure I don't? Today is your birthday and you got the cat from Ms. K. You're mom and dad locked you up exactly six years ago when you were thirteen. Your favourite colours are royal blue and bloody red. Your favourite animal is a catshark. Want me to continue?"
I've only told Ms. K about those things. How do they know about this all? "Where's Ms. K? Did you hurt her?" worry flooded my body "Why would we hurt her?" Enzo chuckled. "Cause you look like a fucking asshole we would do something like that."
His face dropped.
"We wouldn't do that to someone we trust that's what I meant." trust? And who is we? Do they know each other? I stayed quiet though. We went from running to walking and we walked for a solid 10 or 15 minutes.
"Where the hell are you taking me?" I asked. "You'll see in a bit. Also, your cat is adorable." "Yeah no shit it is," I said chuckling.
We walked for around two more minutes until we made it to a road. "Why the hell are we on a road?" "Pfft, hope you're in for the ride. Come on follow me." He says walking towards the road. A black car started approaching stopping right in front of Enzo barely knocking him out. I recognized what car it was.
A Chiron noire Bugatti.
Shit. that car only has two seats and if we were driving in it then there wouldn't be any space for me. "Come on lovely get in." I hear Enzo though I stay still.
"That damn car only has two seats," I state. As I am, a tall figure exiting the car from the driver's seat. "Ist sie das?" he asks Enzo who just nods. (Is that her?)
I'm sure that I wasn't supposed to understand but I've been learning all sorts of languages being cooped up in my house. (Which is now blown up) I've never told anyone about it, not even Ms. K.
"Merde," I say in a quiet voice though loud enough for both to hear. I stand still realizing I said that out loud as they both turn to look at me. "You speak French?" Enzo asks. "Uh yeah French and English." I lie. (Shit.)
I can speak a lot of languages such as French, Russian, Spanish, German you name it.
"Smart girl." The other one says. Looking at him he has dark brown hair and also hooded eyes. His are emerald green though just like Midnights but more vibrant. He was wearing baggy cargo pants with a compression shirt that brought out his figure. He reminds me of Brownie a lot.
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words: 942
mb for not publishing anything I was mostly on car trips with my family though expect to see a lot more posts.
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Hira
RomanceThis book may not contain this in the beginning but it will later on in the book so if any of these topics trigger you, I suggest not reading the book thank you. - guns - daggers - killing - gore - smut - abuse -neglection