A/n feels ahead..... Not the nice fluffy kind though...... Just a warning before you read, as we're approaching the climax.... Things..... Will get a little dramatic......
(Y/n)'s P.O.V~
My heart hammers rapidly in my chest as I stare up into the scrutinizing glare of my fathers left hand man.... Lutz the lazy German man who helps papa run his mafia.... He was undoubtedly the one who shot at us, as is evident by the pistol held in his right hand.
Staring up at him I feel myself holding my breath, my concentration absorbed by my barrier, though not enough not to notice the tight protective grip Lukas maintains around my waist, as the air around us grows cold.... A feeling I've come to associate with him preparing to use magic.....
Suddenly Lutz lets out an irritated grunt before turning on his heel and stomping back into my house..... Lukas lets out a sigh of reilief, as the one who dragged us down reveals herself.... It was Esther... She saved us...
Smiling I begin to thank her... But she cuts me off rather rudely
"(y/n)! You can be sappy and grateful! But first you have to get out of here! Some weird ass Italian bastard broke into your house along with this shifty Asian guy, the blond guy who almost shot you two, some depressed albino guy, an angry Spanish guy, a flamboyant blond guy who looks very similar to the Italian bastard and about 20 other men wearing suits similar to that one guy who knocked you over in front of the bakery the other day.....*gasp* your mother asked me to find you and keep you away from here*gasp* for your own safety.... *gasp* so we have to leave NOW!" She huffs out, panting from talking so much so quickly.... Her brow is covered in sweat, showing her nervousness and unease....
I myself are not much better off, a feeling of dread worming its way through my stomach at the news..... He found us...... What if He hurts mother? What if He tries to take me away.... Tries to force me to do that.... Mother and I ran away for a reason... And there is no way in hell I'll return or she'll let me return to Him without a fight! I have to get away... Like Esther says... But.... I cannot leave mother... I have to help her but how..... Maybe I ca-
"(Y/n)! Are you alright!? Please snap out of it.... If your mother thinks you could be in danger, then we have to leave immediately! Come on (y/n)! We. Have. To. Go! NOW!" Lukas harshly whispers whilst shaking my shoulders, trying to snap me out of the trance I had apparently entered.
I look up into sapphire orbs, clouded with worry, with urgency.... I've never seen him this worked up before..... Why does he seem to care so much..... Why.... I feel my eyes tear up, as I continue to stare into his. He falters.... Stops shaking my shoulders.... Then pulls me into a hug..... We sit there in silence, within the bushes as Esther awkwardly third wheels his sudden display of.... Empathy? No ..... What is it? Maybe affecti-
"Please (y/n), we have to go..." This time his voice is gentle, pleading as he pulls back and looks into my eyes beseechingly. My cheeks heat up as my gaze locks with his....
"B-but.... What about mother..... She might be in trouble too.... They have guns... All she has is her fencing sword...."
This time his eyes turn to be sad, but understanding, his face showing concern and empathy towards my worry for mother.
"(Y/-"
Slam!
"That-a damned wife of-a mine! Why-a must-a she hide our-a daughter from-a me! I-a need-a her to come-a back for the-a family-a business.... That-a bastardo Victor is getting-a impatient-a!" A chillingly familiar voice cuts Lukas off. It's..... Papa.....
