Mafia Connections

Six

This must be what death feels like.

Just pain.

My body can't pinpoint where it is coming from anymore. It's just there and I feel like it will never leave. I hope for my conviousness to slip away so I can get some relief from the torture I had grown accustomed to.

He roars in anger and then I hear the door slam. He's finally left. But the pain stays. He wasn't happy that I'd killed his men. Again. I also had forgotten to get anything from Viktor to cover up. He was too angry to hear my pathetic story and took it out on me.

I run my tongue over my teeth. They're all still there but the taste of blood is still strong. I put a hand to my lip. It's busted. I let out a groan and push myself off the ground. I yelp as pain shoots up my arm and I fall again. The door opens and I start to laugh "Back for round two?" I ask.

"God Bella. What did you do this time?" Gus asked as he pulled me off the ground.

I laugh "Killed a few of his men. Nothing new" I put my arm over his shoulders and he helps me along the corridor.

He shakes his head "Why? Why now?"

"All in good time" I smile "All in good time"

He chuckles "Why can't I get a straight answer from you?"

"Where's the fun in that?" I say as he kicks the door open.

"Look who I found," He shouts sarcastically. "Lying in a pool of her own blood!" He sits me down on the bed and I test my sore wrist. I winced. It might be broken.

"It wasn't that bad" I roll my eyes "Don't be dramatic" I look around at the disapproving stares. They weren't angry I'd killed someone, they had their own share of deaths by their hands. They were angry that I was purposely angering Sean and letting myself get hurt. "Where's Rose?"

Isaac gestured to the bathroom "She won't come out. Sean cut her hair off"

I pictured Rose's long black curls that fell to her waist. We all had parts of us that we felt were out own beauty. Mine were my eyes. Hers was her hair.

"C'est ruiné! Tout est ruiné! C'est fini!" She screams. It must be bad if she's speaking French.

"Rose.." I say limping over to the door.

"J'en puex pas!" She screams again. "Je ne peux plus les faire!"

Gus stands beside me and pushes the door open despite her protests. "Babe?" He shuts the door behind him and I struggle hear their muffled voices.

"Bella. Leave it" Freddie snarls. It is the most he'd said to me in days. "She's done a lot for us. The least you can do is let her break down for a few minutes"

I'm pissed. At Sean for beating me. At Rose for locking me out. At Viktor for getting me involved. And finally at Freddie. The anger still lay just below my skin every time he opened his mouth. Some days I could push it down. Others I couldn't.

"For fuck's sake Freddie! We've all been through a lot. We've all had to put in effort to keep eachother alive! We've done everything to try and keep us safe! And what have you done? Sulked in here every day while we make sure that Sean doesn't put a bullet in your fucking head!" I scream at him.

He stands up and glares at me "Maybe if you didn't fuck everything up all the time then he wouldn't be angry at us. Then he would let us go! Just like he did for Kat and Chris"

I take a deep breath "You knew about that?" I ask.

"Of course I fucking knew. I was offered to join them. But I stayed. For you. Now I can see what a mistake that was" he growls.