Taken By The Mafia

Chapter 12: Ride Part 2

(Concept art of Sena that I drew) Hey guys sorry I've been writing 3 essays cause my teacher hates my class, and trying to find inspiration so that's why I've been MIA but if you'd like to see more please comment, follow and or vote~ xoxoxo

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"Let me GO! Arrrghh!! You fucking Asshole! I'm not getting on!"

"My God! Woman! Stop resisting!"

If you can't tell what is happening, I am currently flailing around having a fit, refusing to get on a plane.

And can you blame me? I thought being kidnapped by a Mafia Boss is as bad as it gets, but no! It just got 10 times worse, because I have a gut feeling that this big airplane is most probably leaving the country! (Since Elliot mentioned Vitali was originally from somewhere in Europe.) There is no way I can just except the fact that I might be going overseas. I've never gone out of America, let alone my own state Illinois, or even more then 70 miles away from my house!

"Miss Stevenson, you're not being very reasonable." The doc is trying to calmly reason with me while I'm wrestling around in Elliot's grip.

I just ignore him and keep throwing my limbs around in an attempt to get a punch or kick at Elliot, which is difficult since He is holding me backwards.

Elliot is just wobbling around trying to restrain me and dodge my punches, but I manage to kick back a few times hitting his shins, which earned a few cuss words. Damn this dick-face! He doesn't look it, but he has substantial strength and persistence!

"We don't have time for this we are leaving in 5 minutes!" Doc yells through a crowd of henchmen making sure all their bags and cases are in check.

"Damn!" Elliot grunts in our struggle.

" Alright princess, even though I would love to keep playing with you~ We have to go, and wether you like it or not you ARE getting on this plane and coming with us!"

Worry started to seep in my thoughts. Images flash of my Father, younger brother, Ms. Taylor and my friends Tess and Kevin run through my head.

Just even thinking about my life without my family was enough to cause me to breakdown.

My Father was devastated when my mother passed away, and I know her loss still affects him to this day. He went through a long period of depression, but then he really stepped up to help raise me and my brother, all by himself to!

He works extremely hard for Sebastian and I, And I know he can't do it all by himself. I know he's lying about everything being okay. He hides it all underneath his big smiles and loud laughter.

I got a job, even though It was really hard for me to work up the courage to talk to people and shoulder responsibility.

And even though I suck at school, I'm giving it my all so I can find stable job to help out my family so my father won't have to work so hard for us anymore. I don't want my family living paycheck to paycheck, I want us to live worry free and happy.

And my amazing friends Tess and Kevin. I am so blessed to have found people like them. I never thought I would be lucky enough to have friends, since people usually made an effort to stay away from me. But they were different, they actually cared about me, they actually wanted to be around me, they actually liked me.

This was just unimaginable, me leaving my friends and family. Though it might be a small group, these people make up my life!

"NO! I can't leave! I can't leave my life here! My family needs me!"