His Girl

33 ~ Schiaffo

Courtney's POV

Luca still sits on my thighs, straddling me. Who was shot? I can't see on this angle.

"Il sanguinamento è in procinto di fermarsi. Non è in pericolo di vita." I hear Ashton mutter. Does that mean Ashton wasn't shot? (Translation: The bleeding is about to stop. It isn't life threatening.)

"Continuare a lavorare su di lui," their boss replies. (Translation: Keep working on him.)

If Ashton didn't take the bullet and their boss didn't take the bullet. Does that mean Spencer got it?

I try kicking Luca off with my hips and try to get my hands free. Spencer was shot? Luca's grip just tightened on me. I keep swinging my hips trying to get him off but he just leans forward onto my chest and stays there.

"Are you done yet?" He whispers in my ear.

I slowly nod my head. "Who was shot?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Spencer. It isn't serious. Just in the foot," he replies. He still keeps all his body weight on me, staring past me.

"Ottenere Callum su qui?" I hear Ashton mutter. (Translation: Get Callum up here.)

I see Luca nod and slowly take his weight off my chest. He lets go of my left wrist and grabs his phone from his back pocket. He keeps siting on my thighs, as he sent someone, I presume Callum, a message.

"Now, when I get off you, you're going to come with me downstairs and into the lounge room. Understand?" He says. I just nodded in response. What was I suppose to say? Actually reply with words? I don't think so.

I hear footsteps come up the stairs and walk into Spencer's room.

"Yes Lu- What happened in here?" I hear someone ask.

"You know, long story. Ashton needs a hand with Spencer. You know to clean his blood off the floorboards. I'm kinda busy here," Luca replies motioning to me. Well thanks a lot, Luca! You could just get off me! "Got my legs full," he says, smirking down at me.

"I can see," the other man chuckles, who I presumed was Callum.

I lie underneath Luca for another good half an hour. I still couldn't see exactly what was happening. There were a few occasional words exchanged but that was it. When will Luca get off me? I'm really sick of him sitting on me! He's squashing me!

I finally hear footsteps fade and Luca slowly gets off me. He grabs me up by the elbow and begins walking me out the door. Where are we going? What is he doing here? I thought he was dead? Obviously he isn't! Well no shit, Sherlock! If he was dead he wouldn't be here!

We walk downstairs and Luca leads me towards the couch. He sits down and pulls me towards him. I didn't expect it and fell into his lap. Jerk! I try scooting away from him but he didn't let me go. What is his problem? He goes has an accident and now won't let me go? Seriously?

"Alright, I have a surprise for you." He say, suddenly.

"Really?" I couldn't be more excited, if I tried! "What is it? More straddling? Suffocating me?"

"Not quite. But if you want more, it can be arran-" he begins, winking at me.

"Yeah, no!" I try getting out of his grip again and this time he lets me go.

He brings his hand onto my thighs and I feel my eyes go wide. What is he doing? Before I knew what I was doing, I feel my arm come up and slap Luca across the face. I suppose he deserved it. But I don't even know what he was planning on doing.

"You shouldn't of done that," he mumbles at me. What is he going to do?

He grabs me by the elbow and pulls me back up the stairs. He pulls me past Spencer's room and into the one next to it. Where are we? Why am I here? With Luca? Alone? After I've just pissed him off. Don't be stupid, Courtney!

"Courtney. Courtney. Courtney." He mumbles. "You're slap hurts."

"I'm sorry," I mumble sheepishly. Why did I slap him? My tempter is going to kill me now. Congratulations Courtney!

Someone knocks on Luca's door and the door slowly swings open.

"Why did you leave downstairs? Boss still needs to tell Courtney ab-" begins Ashton. "What happened to your face?"

"A Courtney?" He almost questions. "A very bitchy Courtney," he adds.

"Hello? I am right here," I mutter.

Ashton slowly walks over to me and pauses.

"You've got to be strong. Don't give up," he whispers before speaking to Luca in Spanish.

How am I suppose to be strong in a time like this? What other choice do I have to not give up? There isn't any hope left!

Suddenly Ashton lifts me up and starts carrying me, bridal style out of the bedroom.

He literally dumps me on the couch and sits down next to me.

I sit up to see, I swear the whole mafia walking into the room.

I back into the couch as all these men sit down on the chairs or the floor. Why are there so many men here? What are they doing? Why am I here? More people come in, including three women and Luca.

"Um, so Courtney," their boss starts. "This is my whole Sydney-based Italian mafia gang." The what? Alright. Italian mafia in Sydney? I think I've got that bit?

"And there is another member that you know. Know very well for that matter." I know them? Very well? Who is he talking about? Who would I know that would join a freaking Italian mafia gang? Don't you have to be Italian to do that?

"And, I know you're probably going to hate me and never talk to me ever again." Who do I know in this mafia? And I'm not going to talk to him ever again? I hardly ever talk to him, anywhere. What would be the difference?

"But one of my female gang members is. I can't tell her this!"

A female? One of his gang members? And I would never talk to him again? Nicole? Kate? Samantha? I don't know? What girl would I know that would join the mafia? None! Unless they were forced! And he's right. I would never talk to him again. Ever again.

"Alright. You know....."

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And I am stopping it here! Mwah-haha! Don't hate me too much! 😬 I know this chapter is really short but I love cliffhangers too much.

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