Rage

♠TWO♠

I've been here in this dark room, with no food or water, I was alone and i was too scared to even think of fallen asleep. I dont know want this people want from me but whatever it is, they would get it or i died

I looked at the small window at the side of the room which reflected sunlight on the opposite wall and they taught it was wise enough that it could give alot of ventilation. Idiots, blank idiots.

I was more furious about what they wanted from me, grey-green eyed boy said i was his property, but what did i do to pay for this.

I was innocent and probably mistaken. 'So much more Amore but we could change that'

I taught of his words and thats when it finally got to me, Im paying someone else dept, suffering for another persons action.

I looked around the room i was kept in, broken bottle and poor drawings and misspelt cursed words on the wall. Is this a prison cell? I had visitors, the rats and roaches entertained themselves, the sounds they made was frustrated and i was amazed when one of the rats chased a roach till he ate it and digested his body. I felt vomit climb its way to my throat, I might as well just die today.

the sound of a door crack open interrupted my thoughts as my entertainers ran-of, i lifted my heads up and only to see two men whispering some shit to themselves, two bald huge men, probably the ones from my kidnap.

They better not come close to me, the one at the left was now grinning. I looked at him disgusted, "get away from me" i said. He smiled. He's getting to excited, excited about what?

He brought out a pocket knife and laid it on my neck and said"Solo un'altra ragazzina presuntuosa."(Just another stuck up girl)

Was that italy? asshole doesn't even speak english, unfortunate bastard.

"starebbe davvero bene sul tuo collo."(This would really look nice in your neck) the man said again laughed as he nudged his colleague and they both laugh. What is it is he on? Weed or cocaine?

The cold knife was closer to my skin now, it was soo close that i could feel my skin slowly tear. I closed my eyes tightly trying to endure the pain. The door swang open again and my eyes flew open. this time it was him. Grey-green eyes.

He looked surprised and pissed he grabbed the bald man with a knife and pushed him to a wall "Ti ucciderei e ogni dannata persona che conosci, non capisci comandi semplici?" (I would kill you and every damn person you know, do you not understand simple commands?) He spoke in italy as well, I practically rolled my eyes are we really doing this? English could work too

"Answer me, old man" He looked angry as he held the old mans neck and pushed him to the wall over and over again. The man didnt say anything, he just shivered in fear, he sensed this and throw him to the ground

"Next time you would be laying blood pool, get out. Both of you" he demanded and his eyes finally met mine.

He knelt infront of me, "these imbeciles dont know anything," he's eyes lingering on me, looking for something i suspect is an injury "I mean you're there boss" i said and his eyes met mine again.

"Very funny" he said keeping a straight face as his eyes darted to the small scar the knife had given me and his hands attempted to locate it, i shifted back. I dont even know why, i was soo tensed maybe i was scared of him i just couldn't admit it, even to myself. He noticed this "why would i hurt my property now?" He asked calmly.

"Im not your property" i said and he smirked.

"We'll see about that" he said and helped me up and his scent was unique, he had a woody-dark coffee scent, if that made sense. He smelled clean just like the way he looked. When i was able to stand, he left me to myself as he walked outside the room and i followed him