Magnolia's POV:
I watch through the crack in my door as my father bleeds to death from his gunshot wound, helplessly. He told me to hide, he always told me to hide. The tears in my eyes blur my vision as I hear the footsteps continue around the house. They were just looking through the house as if they hadn't just killed my father. They were just making jokes and laughing. I put my hand over my mouth to silence my sobs. They'll kill me if they find me. I hear footsteps come towards my room and I immediately get in my closet in hopes of safety. Two men in their late thirties came into the room.
"Well look at this, a girl's room" One of the men, the one with a beard says with a small smirk. I keep a hand over my mouth, trying to stay as still and silent as possible.
"Damn, who would have know Lee had a kid?" The other man, the one with very short hair, almost like a buzzcut replies with a smirk before the first man whistles over to something. I didn't even know what he was whistling to till the closet door was whipped open.
"Well fuck..." The second man says before he points his gun at my head. "I'm sorry kid, no witnesses allowed"
"No exceptions" The first man says as he turns the safety off on his gun and aims for my head... I squeeze my eyes closed as tears stream down my face, waiting for the inevitable.
"Hey! No" A loud, deep voice echoes in the room as another man walks in. He seems arrogant and cocky...He must be the boss. "We don't kill children, asshole, especially not ones that cute" The man says with a smirk as he walked over, the men immediately moving out of his way.
"Yes Sir" Both of the other men say in uncini.
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Ace's POV:
I walk over to the little girl cowering in fear, she's young, must be around 15 at most. I lean down to her eye level and gently grab her chin, wiping some tears from her cheeks with the pad of my thumb.
"Don't be so scared, sweetheart, nobody's going to hurt you now" I say with a small smirk as I see the fear in her eyes. I take my hand from her chin and smirk for a moment before putting my hands under the girl's arms and lifting her up so she's stood up. I hold her against my chest so she's leaning against me and can't pull away. I look at my men, holding her wrists tightly put gently as her head is on my chest (more by force then choice).
"Go get my car, can't have anyone seeing this little bundle of joy" I say as both my men scurry off quickly to follow my order.
"P-please don't" She whispers as tears flood down her cheeks. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor thing.
"Don't what, sweetcheeks?" I say back as I continue to hold her against me while she cries.
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Ficção GeralWhen Magnolia's father is murdered by a mafia group after his betrayal for the mob, Magnolia is soon found in her bedroom, hiding desperately. She was immediately taken from the scene so nothing of the murder would get out.
