Luca

Going back.

Lilys pov:
We were being drove to my old house to get some things, I dared to tell Luca that I barely had anything to bring back with me in case he got mad. He sat next to me in the back his hands working hard as he text something into his phone with an angry face.

I stayed silent looking out the window watching as the trees flew past and other cars sped by. I was nervous, that was obvious in my leg that was now aching with being bounced up and down repeatedly, I didn't want to ever see them again, but Luca insisted that we go and get some of my things so I actually had stuff to wear.

In what seemed like no time we arrived at my 2 story home where my "family" were, pulling up outside the doors.

"Go in grab your stuff and come back out immediately, I have things to do today." Luca spat, still looking angrily at his phone.

"Y-your not coming in w-with m-me?" I stuttered tears slowly welling up in my eyes at the thought of what may happen if I go in on my own.

"Why the fuck would I come in with you-" he said looking at his phone but soon stopped talking when he looked up at the tear slowly falling from my eye.

He rolled his eyes opening his door before opening mine. He grabbed my arm slowly pulling me towards the door of my nightmares. I was visibly shaking and he noticed it too, looking at me sceptically.

He proceeded to knock on the cracked wooden door as I tried to calm down my shaking. Luca still staring at me in confusion.

The door opened widely and my father with an angry face appeared, his face soon changing to an ugly smile once seeing Luca.

"Mr Lombardi! You already bringing the slut back?! She's annoying isn't she, it's fine give her a few days and you'll be able to do anything with her, I also don't have the money yet I have been able to get you half a million so far the rest I will have by-" my father rushed out, before being stopped by Luca grabbing his collar on his dirty shirt.

He swallowed a lump in his throat as Luca didn't let go.

"First of all I'm not bringing her back, second of all I am keeping her and she isn't being used for what you think she is, third of all I've given you two weeks to get me my money and I don't want fucking daily up dates on what u have and what u don't have I just want my money by the next two weeks!" He whisper shouted, his knuckles turning white with his harsh grip on my father's shirt.

"O-of course Mr Lombardi!" my father quivers.

I stand there mouth slightly open as Luca let's go of his shirt. Father looks at me with a scowl on his face as Luca is looking down at his phone.

"Well are you just going to stand there or let us in, she has some belonging she needs to get" Luca spits staring at my father.

He moves aside gesturing us to come in, we both walk in as Luca looks around the house in disbelief, it looked nice on the outside but without me there to clean my alcoholic father and mother have wrecked the place, I look down embarrassed at my once nice looking home, they have completely lost it without me here, the walls covered in all sorts of liquids that I don't want to know what it is, everything out of place and alcohol bottles spread everywhere.

"Do mind the mess, it's been hard trying to keep on top of it without our little slave here" father laughs looking me up and down.

"In fact, whilst you're here..." he moves away to go get something as I look at Luca in the corner of my eye, seeing him still looking around in disgust.

Father hands me a bucket with all sort of cleaning supplies in, and shoved me to the floor.

"You can clean for me, whilst mr Lombardi and I have a drink, then you can get your things" he spits looking at Luca with a smile as he looks back with a growing scowl.

"She won't be doing such a thing, she isn't yours anymore, we simply came to get her things and leave, so no I don't want to sit down and have a drink with you and a friendly chit chat because we are far from friends, so I suggest you let the woman go get her things so we can leave, I have more important things to be doing than standing here in this dump talking to you!" He shouts at my father, growing angrier by the second.

My father just rips the cleaning supplies out of my hand as I look down, and throws them to the side, shoving his head in direction of the basement to get my things, well my very few things.

I begin to walk towards the basement and open the door the coldness hitting me in an instant, it's crazy to believe this was my bedroom barley 24 hours ago, I will miss it though, I made it my own little space, decorated it with broken Christmas lights and a few plastic plants to make it feel more homely. I walk down the basement stairs and grab a torn up bag to put my things in which consisted of, a jumper, a pair of torn leggings, two shirts and three pairs of underwear, I was very limited in the clothing part, clothes were only a luxury gift to receive off my parents.

As I gather a few more bits, including my book, teddy from when I was a kid that I took everywhere and blanket, I rise from my knees grabbing the bag, only to turn around and see my father standing staring at me in disgust.

"Told the bastard I came to help you, in hell would I, I came to tell you that no matter what attention you receive you'll always be a worthless slut, you'll always remember me." He whispers with a sickening smile, slowly walking towards me.

I back up only to be met by my torn up mattress and falling, he grips onto my arm and turns me over lifting up my shirt and covering my mouth to muffle any sound.

"This is really going to make you remember me Lily" he says my name slowly, hating the sound of it coming out of his mouth I try to squirm only making his grip tighter, I try to talk but all that's coming out is muffled words, my eyes begin to well up with tears and I hear his pocket knife spring into action, my body starts racking with sobs.

He laughs and begin to carve into my back with the knife from my neck to my lower back, my screams for help are silenced as he reaches the bottom of my back and pulls the knife away, I feel the cold blood drip from my back and onto the mattress, I no longer scream just cry as he pulls away and kicks me then finishes his torture off with a slap to my face splitting my lip.

"Thats what you get for being a worthless piece of shit you slut" he looks at me in disgust and begins to walk back up until Luca is angrily making his way down, I see my fathers face drop.

"What the fuck is taking so long-" he pauses seeing my state and rushes over to my father punching him square in the nose, possibly breaking it.

"I should kill you right now, but I won't for the sake of lily, just know your not getting of lightly, if you so much as lay a finger on her, I'll have you dead in a matter of seconds" he screams in my fathers face before slamming his head into the concrete floor causing him to pass out.

His chest is rising and falling, but I then find it hard to see as my vision doubles before I totally black out hearing Luca call my name telling me to stay awake, I wish I could Luca, I tried I promise...

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A/N-  poor lily does she ever catch a break?