2p Italy ~ Another Tale of Death

Tuesday?

She suddenly started attacking me, with a crazed look in her eyes. A stream of blood ran from her lips. I tried to push her away, but her grip was strong on my shoulders. That's odd. But what could she do to hurt me?

When she was younger, she was very weak. Her muscles couldn't grow as much as she wanted them to, which is one of the reasons for her being very thin.

But she was always good at throwing knives. It was only the last time we met I could see her potential as a killer, when she killed a small family of two.

So as Reiko crawled onto me and just stared, as if she were scared. Then she immediately jumped back.

Then she closed her eyes.

- - -

After closing my eyes, I crawled farthest away from Allen as possible. The moment I felt my back touch the cold wall, I opened my mouth to speak. "Why am I here?"

Allen smirked. "Didn't I warn you not to look in the bathroom?" Did he?

Oh right, in the back of the school. "So you're trying to prevent me from seeing whatever is in there?"

He chuckled. "You could say that. Now, my turn. What was that little act just now, dollface?"

Huh? Act? Oh right... I got a little dizzy... then what? I only remember jumping back for some reason and deciding to crawl to my position. But if I got dizzy, then... "What did I do?"

"What? Well, you just crawled on top of me. But seriously, your eyes looked as if you were insane." Oh. I didn't do anything. But how could I? There isn't a weapon around.

"Can I go back now?" I said. "No no. I didn't just drag you all the way over here to keep you from looking in the bathroom. I want to know- Did you really forget?"
"It's fuzzy. I'm not sure if it's completely gone or what, but I can't remember. No matter how hard I have tried, it's impossible."

He clicked his tongue. "That's too bad. I guess I might as well hold you hostage."

"What?!" I said loudly, but not loud enough to be at a yelling level. "Well, that Italian might end up coming here. I couldn't find him at all today, so you being here is a big plus."

"Me being here? It's not like I saw him at all today either." I almost laughed at that.

I wonder where he is right now? Maybe he's murdering someone at the moment. It's not unlikely. But he has been gone the whole day.

"Being held hostage with me is a different thing." Allen said with a devious tone. What's he going to do? Torture me? Good luck with that, because once there's a weapon nearby, I'm opening my eyes.

- - -

I was knocked unconscious again. I wonder how much my head will be able to take.

My eyes were covered by a black, rough cloth, and my arms were tied behind my back, while my ankles were restrained by bars. I could hear the breathing of another person. When I awoke, they chuckled. The voice was not from Allen.

With that, I felt his hands holding my waist, and his lips against mine.

What the hell? What the hell?

- - -

His movements were uncaring and only filled with lust. He just kissed from my neck to my collarbone to either make me aroused, or make me scared.

Neither occurred.

I felt long strands of hair brush against my skin. The man smelled of wine and cigarettes.

When I felt him placed his hands underneath my shirt, I only felt angry. Oh, the temptation to kill rose in my veins! Simply because of the anger I felt, I forced thoughts of blood to run through my mind.

I am too weak to fight a man in this state. So weak, it embarrasses me. I just need a weapon!

But before I could think of anything, I heard a pound on the door.

"Let me in, or Allen dies." An Italian accent that matches a man with violet eyes.

Someone who is a murderer, and someone I know so little about. He's at the door, about to save me. I wonder, why? Why would he care to risk his life?
Why would Luciano do that?

But before my thoughts could go on, I felt a wave of dizziness pass over me, and an impossible strength take over my body. (It's impossible to her standards, because she can't train her muscles. Someone who does train their body could definitely defeat her in terms of strength.)

A smile came across my face, and I felt my black view (With a tint of light) blur.

Oh, what a wonderful feeling, being saved! If only someone were to try to kill me. I'm sure that would be fun!