Chapter 18

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Every time I wake up I lay there with my eyes closed hoping that when I open them Id be at home but Im disappointed every time. All I do is sit in the room all day. Theres not really much for me to do. I cant escape through the window because its like sealed shut. I wonder what would happen if there was a fire. Knowing them, they'd probably let me burn alive. I sit up and sigh.

Another day.

T greets me as I walk into the kitchen. He hands me a plate of pancakes and bacon. "Why are you so nice to me?" I question. He raises a brow. "I mean like, when I was kidnapped before the people were really mean. They beat me. Barely fed me and let me bathe. But you, you act as if Im a guest. Like, someone that you're not holding against their will."

He smiles. "Well, you are a guest. And, Im not like those other mafia fools. You havent really done anything to really piss me off." He doesnt say anything after that, he just keeps eating. I continue eating as well thinking about what it takes to really piss him off.

The doorbell rings and he walks over to answer it. I cant hear their conversation. T comes back and sits at the table. He doesnt speak, he just stares. "Is there a problem?" I ask. He shakes his head. "No, just hurry up and finish eating"

I finish eating and sit my plate in the sink. "Go in the room and dont come out" He orders. My heart starts beating really fast. Why is he so angry? Loud yelling fills the whole house. Of course it's in Italian so I cant make out what he's saying. I really need to learn more Italian. It quiets down and I walk out to see if he's still in here. The front door is slightly cracked. I smile.

Okay, strategize Noelle, strategize.

I make my way into the kitchen and pick up the wireless house phone.

Now, just hurry up and make it back into the room Noelle.

I run back into the room as fast as I can attempting not to make a sound. I guess it worked because he hasnt followed me up here. I quickly dial Aufiero's number praying to God that he answers.

"Hello" He says in his deep Italian accent.

"Aufiero, It's me Noelle. I need you to listen to me. I dont know where Im at but a man named T has me."

He mutters something in his language. Probably a curse word. It sounded like one. "Okay, Im doing my best to try to find you. I dont know a set location for T because he moves around a lot but listen to me, try to find out the address."

I nod but then I realize he cant see me. "From what I can see out the window, We're on a long narrow street and there are houses on one side and trees on the other. I mean, there probably are a lot of places like that around but it should help a little right?"

"Thats okay. I'll still be looking anyways. Just be careful and dont get caught Noelle"

"Alright. And thank you for looking out for me"

"Why wouldn't I? You're my wife and the mother of my child. I love you too much to let you get hurt"

"Well, with everything that has happened, I would think that you'd hate me"

"NOELLE, WHERE THE FUCK IS THE HOUSE PHONE" T screams.

Dont panic , Dont panic , Dont panic .

"I gotta go" I say quickly before getting up to lock the door. Now where the hell am I gonna hide it. Shit. I can hear his footsteps coming towards the door. I hurry up and stuff it in one of the shoes in the closet and open the door.

"What?"

"Where the fuck is the house phone?"

I shrug. "Dont fuckin play with me. Where is it?"

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