U.N.P.L.A.N.N.E.D// Illya Kuryakin

1.

Your parents always told you not to trust strangers right? Well don't trust your parents too, just because they are you parents and they've known you all your life, you didn't know them all their life.

"Is mom not coming tonight?" I came through the front door after a long stressful day of visiting my 'friends'. That is the only bad thing about coming back home.
"Yes. No. You know what I mean I'm cooking I can't focus" dad said while adding more water to the tomato sauce.
"Alright... I'll be in the shower" I used to shower at least for 2 hours now fortunately I just take 15-30 minutes. " si te vas yo también me voy si te das yo también te doyyyyyyy" humming Spanish song while taking showers is my only so called sport.

"Out! Now." someone yelled while slamming the door open and throwing inside the shower a towel.
"Who the bloody hell are you?!" I said taking the small shower head and switfly changing the temperature.
"Now." The guy opened the shower door. Quickly I pointed the hot water to his face then proceeding to hit him with it. After a few bangs to the forehead, I started to run towards my bedroom grabbing random clothes, hoping there would be enough time for me to be decent, but without a second thought I decided there wouldn't be enough time for it all. After what seemed to be too long, I head out, running towards the Bar across the street. Soon, I stopped, and finished dressing, I couldn't just go in like that. also stopped because running wasn't my best thing, I was grasping for breaths.

"Buonasera signorina..."
"Please help me Giuseppe, someone broke into my house, probably kidnapped my dad and..."
"Slow down, let me call the police." Well isn't this guy just perfect? Telling me not to panic and calling the police which will take ages to arrive, I might have been followed! Same old Giuseppe.
"Go and sit in the back for now, don't worry, everything is going to be just fine."

I sat in in the back for 10 minutes while anxiety grew out of me, before Giuseppe came and started blabbering and took my hand leading me out the back door.
"What's wrong, where is the police? What are we doing here?"
"Waiting"
"Why? Did something happen?"
"Just wait"
A car pulled up, before I could question him he whispered, "These are good friends of mine, just stay with them until we figure... This out. "
"No thanks I'd rather stay here with you"
"You give me no choice then" suddenly I felt a punch in the stomach, I crouched and what seemed to be two well dressed men dragged me to the car easily. 
"Giuseppe-" I started to cough. 
"I'm not sorry" he said while waking back inside.
"Nice to meet you ma'am" the voice came from the driver's seat.
"Yes, yes" I said while trying to find a hard object which I could use to black the driver out.

 I had a feeling I was running out of time. I tried to jump to the front to deviate from the road. Shotgun man aimed for a stomach punch however I was ready (previous experience) for that and punched him in the bollocks. 
Unfortunately I didn't distract them as much as I though it would, which gave them a chance to regain control of the car while I was throwing punches in the dark.
"Please forgive me" the driver said as knocking me out with a blow of the elbow.

Hazily, I opened my eyes needing to recognise any sign of home, then shut them.
"I don't think she know anything..... it..."
"Once she wakes up we are going to explain it to here then... You should do it Gaby you're a female."
"Well... and thanks for noticing"
"Why did we need her again?"
"She could be useful and we don't want her to die?"
"You know we could train her like they trained me... I didn't know anything before"
"Because you do now..."
My senses acted funny and I wondered if they had drugged me. By listening to their conversationI could make out the voices of  two men and a woman discussing undoubtedly about what they should do with me. The bare room provided no means to escape... it seemed to be a closet of some sort, the grogginess was not helpful in determining anything my senses told me. I decided to stand up and reach for the door handle ahead of me.

"Oh hello love!" some cheerful guy said, I see nothing cheerful about it.
"Since Gaby gently offered to talk to me, please call her" I blurted out.

He didn't say anything and left the room. Soon after a thin, composed woman - Gaby I presume and other two men came in and leaned on the wall, keeping their distance.
"I didn't know 'Gaby' consisted in a woman and two men"
"Listen to what we have to say..." The shorter one started, then waited for me to say my name.
"You're not getting that yet. What am I supposed to know from Gaby since she is a female"
"She heard us." the taller one with what seemed a Russian accent said. Seriously? An American and a Russian? Then he started tapping with his fingers on the wall as if he read my thoughts.
"Aren't you a genius" I replied just realising how all over the place I felt.

"Your dad is part of cosa nostra and your mom is a Japanese spy" the Russian guy blurted out.