Francesco

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Moara

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Its been a week since my dad was killed and I was shot. 

I really wish we didn't argue that day. If I had just stayed in the car like he asked me too maybe he would have lived and today would have been different. 

I think through my thoughts as the bottle of Xanax starts to hit and I'm getting Dizzy. Those "brothers" said they would check on me regularly, I guess that was to scare me or something.

I can't feel my face.

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Francesco

I walk into her apartment, I said I would check on her just to clear myself of Death. She is nowhere to be found but the doorman said she hasn't left so where could she be??

I walk to the kitchen. Empty

Bedroom. Empty

Last is Bathroom.

"Moara?"

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I walk to the bathroom, door is locked and I knock. 

Maybe she's just busy..but it's silent?

I pick through the lock after waiting 5 minutes. She's laying in the bathtub, just having a bath. bubbles covering her body luckily. She's just sleeping so I go to walk away but as I'm turning around she coughs. Great she's awake. 

"what are you doing here?".

"I said I would come check in on you."

"I can't do this anymore"

"what do you mean?"

"I just-" she hiccups?

"I just wanna wake up and not see the picture of my dad's brains in my head". 

"Are you alright?" I scan the room for any kind of weed or drugs, christ she can't even keep her eyes open she's blinking rapidly. I must have been too distracted or preoccupied if whether she was okay to notice the empty pill bottle. I lift it to see the type. Xanax?

"what did you take Moara?".

"what?.."

"What Did You Take?".

"Just a few pills to calm me down..can you help me out this tub I'm pruning, no peeking" she chuckles

I help her having the towel ready infront of her and giving her a hand to step up.  She walks to her room as im following behind her. 

"are you okay?" I ask. 

"Yes I am, I am perfectly fine, Im just sleepy, now get out so I can change"

I walk out. She changes and I'm waiting out here like an impatient boyfriend. When she's walks out in a Short Top and PJ Pants. Heading to the Kitchen.

"Come here" I say 

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Moara 

He talks to me in such an assertive manner. Always wanting to get what he wants. It's kind of hot. 

I walk towards him and he's seating on the couch staring at me as I sit on the couch opposite of him. 

"what?"

"I have to keep coming here you know right."

"I know, so irritating right? but at least you are good looking makes it easier for me." I smile at him. I bend down to put down my water and I get a crunch in my chest and groan as the water slips and falls out my hand and I clutch my chest leaning over. "fuck".

"what, what's going on". He is already infront of me trying to see whats wrong. 

"This is all your fau-fault" I exhale. The pain is getting worse. He grabs my shoulders and lean me back and grabs my wrist and we are in the same position we were in last time in the car. He's about to pull my top down but I'm not wearing a bra under this. 
"St-Stop". I say. He stops but doesn't let go of my wrists. 

"Let me see."

"Im not wearing a bra.". 

"You are in your home, I don't care, nothing I haven't seen before."  

He pulls it down and nothings bleeding or anything, maybe I'm imagining things?

"I think you are just wore off, you need relax and I'm sure those pills you took did the opposite".

"thanks captain obvious, now help me up". He picks me up instead and carries me to my room. He lays me down gently. Considering he just basically broke in he's more gentle than I thought. 

"are you busy, like do you have somewhere to be?" I say

"No, why?"

"Can you just fall asleep with me?"

"Um, sure." he says it like he doesn't want to but he's in my house so..

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Francesco

I wake up next to her sound asleep.

I have this overwhelming feeling In my chest. I know everything about her, without her even telling me. Is that creepy? Ever since I saw her for the first time that day, she never leaves my mind. Will I get killed if I fuck her. I don't have orders not too?...

She stirs its been 5hrs since she fell asleep.  She groans. "Have you been awake this whole time?"

"No" I say

She sits up, feet dangling over the side of the bed and stretches. Even if her hair is a mess. Even if she is hurt. She still stays the most gorgeous person to me. She pulls me out my trance when a pillow is thrown at me. 

"hello? are you even listening?"

"what is it?" 

"stop staring at me googly eyes, I need to get ready for work are you going to be here all day or follow me to work too?".  I think she will be safe at work considering she works for a office firm. People are surrounding nding her. 

"No, I will only be checking up on you in your house."

"okay." she walks off to get ready.

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Moara

I get back from work exhausted. Francesco is finally gone. Why do I kind of miss the feeling of someone else in the house. This house is so empty I don't have friends and only work to be occupied. 

I turn on the TV to occupy myself even more when I hear footsteps behind me. I am not quick enough to turn when someone covers my mouth with a glove covered hand suffocating me. I reach both hands up to tug at this persons hand. I try to fight them off but they have me against the wall with my mouth covered. This can't be happening right now. 

Its a man. I can tell my his build. He has me tied to my bed now. I think I know what is gonna happen. 

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I didn't think my day could get to this. I thought the worst would be that pain in my chest. Now I have more pain in my chest , a raging headache and I'm laying here bare under a blanket. He left me here tied up. I couldn't even see his face.  I wish I could end it all but what will my pet whiskers do without me?

Tears falling down my face, I'm panicking. Why? Im left here alone. Or so I thought.