His Girl

46 ~ Fidanzata

Courtney's POV

The rest of the car trip was quite. I felt Spencer look over at me every so often but I pretended to be asleep.

I finally hear the engine cut out and a door slamming shut.

"Mamma! Papà! Saladin is home!" I hear someone yell. Why is she speaking in English? I'm obviously in Italy so why speak Italian? I open my eyes to see someone running towards Spencer.

He immediately picks her up and spins her around. She's really pretty, like really, really pretty. She had long, reddish brown hair to her bottom and matte coloured skin. She looked about fourteen or fifteen but I suck at ages. Who is she? She's super pretty! What if that's his girlfriend!

So what? He's your kidnapper!

No! He's not my kidnapper, he's now a friend. To be honest I don't care that these kidnapped me, Spencer is nice and ho-

You did not just think that! There's no way you can think about your kidnapper like that!

An older man and woman run out of the house and embrace Spencer in a hug.

"Oh Saladin! Mi sei mancato tanto!" The women sobs, into his shirt. (Translation: I missed you so much.)

"I've missed you too Mamma."

Aww family reunion. This is kind of cute to watch.

"Who's that in the car?" His Papà asks.

"That's my girlfriend. She's still asleep." Yeah, no I'm not.

"Doesn't look that way to me," someone else says, coming out of the house and flinging themselves on Spencer. "I've missed you fratello." Spencer pulls back from the hug and looks over at me. (Translation: brother)

Shit! Or should I say merda? I am in Italy. I immediately close my eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Someone tapping my leg makes me fling my eyes open. Spencer was leaning against the car door, staring at me.

"You've got to stop daydreaming," he whispers in my ear and leaves. Where is he going?

Another man comes towards the car. He smiles at me and looks straight at my casts.

"Saladin, che cazzo hai fatto a lei?" He snaps. (Translation: Saladin, what the fuck did you do to her?)

"Non è stato Saladin. Ero in un incidente d'auto." I quickly reply. (Translation: It wasn't Saladin. I was in a car accident.)

"Tu parli Italaino?" He turns back to me. (Translation: You speak Italian?)

I slowly nod and smile.

"Match made in heaven," I hear him mutter. "My name is Lorenzo, I'm Saladin's older brother."

I nod. "I'm Courtney," I shyly reply.

Spencer finally comes back with my crutches. I grab them off him and hobble after his family into their house.

I sit down on the couch next to Spencer and start daydreaming again.

Will I ever see Sammy and Adam again? What will happen to me? I can't stay here forever... surely I can't. Who even is Saladin? Is he Spencer? It would make sense. I'm pretty sure he is. Actually, no I'm positive he is. Lorenzo seems pretty nice.

I look across at Lorenzo and another guy. It must be another brother. Lorenzo had dark brown hair with lighter brown eyes. He looks pretty hot but that's kinda weird. Falling for your kidnapper's nephew. Talking of which, why would their boss put his nephew in second of the freaking mafia!? The family is really messed up! No my life is messed up! My life is messed up to meet this kind of family.