From cheater to sweet mafia (Completed)

Suffocating

Chapter 31

A sack was flung onto my head, covering my eye sight. I kicked the man Infront of me and grunt came from the pain of wherever I kicked him. I heard a thud and it sounded like someone fell.

I took my chance and head budded the man behind me. Another grunt came from him and his tight grip on me loosened. I removed the sack from my head and fled. I ran passed the trees and chased for safety.

I can tell I was being followed by the leaves crunching rapidly towards my direction. From a distance I can see a gas station and that was my ticket to safety. I ran and I ran as fast as I possibly could. I made it towards the end of the forest, the next thing happened within a blink of an eye. I found myself laying on tared street and my ribs feeling like I was hit by a hammer.

I couldn't move due to the pain on my ribs and my legs eventually gave out. It hurt like shit.

"Finalmente ti ho presa, troia." The man said as he came pulled me up by my hair making me wince in pain.

"Ora ti portiamo dal nostro capo, va bene?" He picked me up and placed me in the backseat of the car that hit me.

He and another man got into the car. "Il capo sarà contento."

"Sì, lo farà"

A cloth was given to the man who pulled my hair and placed over my nose and mouth. I tried to move my head around and push the man away but I couldn't. Moments later I started seeing black dots getting bigger and bigger and eventually I blacked out.

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The pain from my ribs woke me up. I pulled my hand to hold were the pain was, only to find that they were tied up to a pole. Well chained to a pole.

Other than the pain from my ribs, a headache seemed to be making it's way in.

Such an unfamiliar place. It scares me. Being in a dark and from the smell of fugi, it's a moist place. It had a only one light bulb hanging from the ceiling, the room was dimly lit but I can make out what seemed to be a bed that I was on, a very dirty bed at that. A coffee table, a chair and two doors spaced closely to each other. Nothing more was there.

The door on the left opened and a man appeared, judging from his white coat and stethoscope that hanged around his neck, he's the doctor. "Good. Your up. I've taken care of your broken ribs and your hand. Now I've advised that they put you in a more sanitary place," his facial features shifted with disgust as he looked around the room. "but they didn't seem to want that 'doctors opinion'. "

"Where am I?"

"I'm sorry ma'am but I myself don't know. What I know is you are far away from home." Well... you good sir are not much help.

"How do you feel? Any headaches, migraines, sore places?" To be blunt my whole body hurts. It's as if I've been hit by a truck.

"I have a headache and my whole body is sore."

He hummed in resolution, "I'll have them bring you some pain killers."

He keeps saying 'they', 'them'. Who are 'they'?

Why have 'they' taken me captive?

"How long have I've been out for?" That's one question that this man can answer.

"Three days."

Three days!! My parents must be worried sick about me. Seth and Stacy must be worried as well.

I know Emma is not going to care if I die or not. And nether do I care for her ever since I found them in bed together. But that's not the point, the point is where the fuck am I.