The Mafia's Girl

Chapter 3. Mr Thompson

"So....." I begin looking for any response to me speaking, I don't see one so I continue, "What are your names?" I ask hoping that I don't get my head bitten off for asking a question. "I'm Derek and the cranky looking one in the backseat with you is Braxton" the nice looking one who I now know is named Derek tells me, "I'm not cranky, I just don't want to talk to her" Braxton replies, okay, bully, I hear a muffled laugh come from the front seat drawing my attention to the other man in the car, the one who said he would break me. "What's your name?" I ask him silencing his laughing, the car goes deathly quiet, oh shit, what have I done, "Did I give you permission to speak to me?" he asks, I just sit there in silence afraid of what will happen if I speak again, "Answer me!" he shouts, "No" I reply in a small voice. "Thats what I thought, the next time you think of opening your mouth remember, that I can close it quite quickly and permanently" he tells me. "Cole stop being an asshole will ya, she just asked for your name" Dereks says, chastising him like he's a child, Cole, thats his name. "It's nice to meet you Cole" I tell him literally risking my own life, I just see him grip the steering wheel only now realising he's the one driving, "Listen here you little shit, open your mouth one more time and I will rip your fucking head off" he snarls at me, part of me believes him so I shut up and sit back.

The rest of the car ride was pretty uneventful, I could hear Cole muttering things to himself, probably thinking of ways to torture me, goody. Derek is very quiet, he glances at Cole every now and then but doesn't say anything to him, it doesn't take a genius to figure out he's pissed at him. Braxton on the other hand seems happy with Cole's treatment of me, like he enjoys it, sick little psycho, I can tell already that i'm going to hate him. The drive is long and silent, it's kinda deafening, I just want to stretch my legs already, they're starting to cramp, I'm tired too, maybe they'll let me sleep first before torturing me. Nah who am I kidding, I was dead the minute I entered the car, I guess its better than going back to the life I had, it's not like anyone will miss me. Mia, Mia will miss me, she'll wonder where I've gone, I wonder what they'll tell her, maybe that I ran away or the sent me to a relative or something, they'll never tell her the truth. Tears start rolling down my face as I silently cry, I've lost the only person who ever cared about me. Cole notices me crying through the mirror and I lock eyes with him, he stares into my soul, it's creepy and makes me uncomfortable, so I look away, training my eyes on my hands.

"Ah home sweet home" I hear Derek say so I look up and out of the window, holy shit, its fucking huge, there is now way this is a house, lets try a fucking mansion, you could fit 50 of my house into this one and still have room, how much money do these people have? The car rolls to a halt outside of the massive double doors, in any other situation I would feel like a princess in a castle, but it's not and i'm not a princess I'm a possession and this isn't a castle, its a prison. "Get  out" a voice snaps me back into reality and I realise I have been sitting in the car, mouth open wide, gawking at the house in front of me, clearly oblivious to the fact that everyone else has already exited the car and I now have Cole standing at my door with a really pissed off looking face. Well, fuck me, can I get at least one thing right today. "Sorry" I murmur and scramble out of the car tripping on my feet and nearly falling on my face, luckily being saved by a pair of arms wrapping around my waist stopping me from falling. I know its Cole without even looking at him, he was the only one around me, but before I can come to terms with the fact his arms are wrapped around my bare skin as my shirt rode up in the fall, he lets go of me like I burned him. 

"Get inside and try not to be an embarrassment when you do" Cole tells me, I can barely hear him as my body still feels the pleasant tingles all over my skin from his touch, why do I feel this way, he's been nothing but cruel to me, "Can you listen, just once" Cole steps in front of me and grips my shoulders squeezing them hard, it doesn't hurt, it feels kinda good, am I a fucking masochist, do I like pain, or is it that I only like it when he does it. I can already tell its the stupid part of my brain talking right now as I stare up into his eyes, mine filling with lust which causing his to fill with confusing, I lean up and reach for his face, my eyes locked onto his lips. "What the fuck are you doing!?" he screams at me and pushes me to the ground, I land, hard, thats going to hurt in the morning, "DON'T EVER FUCKING TOUCH ME, EVER" He screams at me, "Im sorry" I reply not really knowing why I did that, its just that looking into his eyes made me feel safe when I knew I should feel scared, is this Stockholm syndrome or something, it has to be, there is no way I would ever fall for a guy like him.

"Get her inside, I'll be in my office" Cole tells Derek, he just nods coming over to me and helping me up, I look up to see Cole's back as he walks inside not sparing me another glance, not that I expected him too, I was acting like a crazy person. "Come on, I'll show you your room" Derek says to me while Braxton just walks inside and out of my view, I smile up at him, at least someone is nice to me, Derek leads me inside and I marvel at the beauty this house has, I don't get to for long as Derek leads me up a flight of stairs and down a long hallway, we stop at a room with big grand doors, he opens them revealing the most beautiful room I have ever seen, "This is my room?" I ask him stepping inside, "Yes" he replies before stepping inside as well closing the door behind him. "Listen Annabelle, there are rules here, okay?", he tells me gesturing for me to sit on the couch in the room, I do and ask, "What rules?". "You cant leave the house without permission, you must stay on this floor, no exploring, you eat when you're told you can and sleep when told you can, you must listen to what you are told to do, whether it comes from Braxton, myself or more importantly Cole. Don't piss him off, don't get on his bad side, don't disrespect him, he has a temper and he can and will take it out on you, so if you want to survive here, just follow all of these rules, okay?" Derek explains to me. 

Wow that is a lot to take in, but I guess I have no choice, I would rather not die here. "Okay, I understand" I answer, "Good, now one of the servants will bring you some dinner soon, eat in your room and then go to sleep, someone will come to wake you in the morning with a list of chores, get them done and then come and see either myself or Braxton for further instructions, if you cant find us go to Cole, understand" Derek says standing up, I nod and follow him to the door, just as i'm about to close it Derek stops it, "Oh and one more thing, don't call him Cole, call him Mr Thompson" He says and then leaves. I close the door and sit in the room waiting for my food, I can't believe how hungry I am, just as my stomach starts growling there is a knock at the door, I walk over and open it coming face to face with a sweet looking girl, "Hi, i'm Sarah, I will be delivering all of your food from now one" She says before handing me a tray of chicken and vegetables, it smells so good, she curtseys and then leaves before I can even say thank you. I close the door and dig into my food moaning at the taste, its was gone in a matter of minutes, wow I was hungry. I then use the bathroom that connects to the room to shower, this bathroom is bigger than anything I have ever seen, the shower itself is 4 times the size of the one I had at home, maybe there are some things I could like here. 

After showing for like an hour I change into some pyjamas I found in the wardrobe, there are so many clothes in here and all my size, I walk out of the wardrobe and make a beeline for my bed crawling under the covers, wow its so soft, I fall asleep immediately, maybe things here won't be so bad.