*Marzia*
The blonde woman grabs me by my left arm and gives it such a wrench i hear an audible crack. I scream loudly in pain while the woman doesn't let go.
"I DONT KNOW WHAT YOUR BUSINESS HERE IS BUT I THINK BREAKING PEOPLE'S BONES ARE ILLEGAL." i yell at her. She lets go of my arm and tries to claw at my face when Fanny roughly pushes me back. I almost fall and decide not to complain at fanny's way of defending me. Felix hands me a phone and tells me the number to dial for the police. He tells me to lock myself in the bathroom. I take the phone and run. I notice my elbow and it is red and swollen, with the marks of that woman's hands on my pale skin. i try my best not to cry but some stray tears fall down my face while i search for a bathing towel to tie my arm in. i then realize i cant tie myself. I dial the number and a friendly sounding male voice answers, saying something in Swedish.
"I'm sorry, i don't understand Swedish. I'm Italian." i yell.
"Sorry. Are you in distress ma'am?"
"My boyfriend's ex broke my arm and i am in the bathroom and now his sister and he are defending me."
"So the person concerned is your boyfriend's ex?"
"Yes please come as fast as possible. Last time they met she threw a champagne bottle on his head and he had to get stitches"
"Oh lord, okay the police are n their way, ma'am, please stay put."
"Thank you so much sir."
"Happy to help."
I end the call and listen to both the girls yelling. I can't recognize any of their voices, nor can i understand anything. I get startled when Felix starts talking in a seemingly calm voice, then seems to lose his cool. He starts yelling and i can't help but imagine him shouting at me.
I hear police sirens approach and a few minutes later i hear stomping and dragging of feet and really screechy yelling, which faded down the elevator. A few minutes later, i hear a knock on the door but I'm too scared to open it.
"Don't worry Marzia, It's me, Fanny.
I recognize her voice and slightly open the door and see her. I fully open the door and fall into her arms. She rubs my back and i look at her face. Her cheekbone is highlighted by a long, bloody scratch. I let out a scream and a gasp at the same time
"Looks like we both are going to the hospital now" she jokes, trying to make me calm down.
"FELIX" I bring both my arms together forgetting my elbow is fractured.
"He's okay. He's cooling down. You should be proud of him, he has never laid hands on a girl violently, so it was hard for him to do this, but he held her back and pinned her to the floor until the police came. Speaking of which, they are waiting for us."
I timidly walk out, holding Fanny's hand like a child.
I see Felix sitting on the end of the couch with the police on the other end. He gestures me to sit next to him. Fanny sits on a chair and blots some blood off her face with a tissue paper.
"Miss Bisognin," i look at Felix, who mouths 'just go with it.'
"Yes sir?"
"Could you describe the incident from your point of view?"
I open my mouth to speak, but Felix accidentally brushes my hand on my fractured elbow and i let out a cry of pain, which startles Felix.
"Could we continue this in the hospital sir, she broke her arm." he asked in English, making me smile a little bit.
"Sure, let's go."
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