The Mirage

Ch. 24 "Waking up"

Gemma slowly awoke with a pounding headache. There was no light in the room she was in and she was thankful but also scared. That meant she didn't know where she was but it also meant less headache. Gemma didn't know how much time had passed but it seemed to be over thirty minutes when the door opened inviting in light to bright for Gemma.

"Aww baby girl. I'm so glad your awake. We can finally start the fun." A familiar voice said as she squinted to see the man.

"Let's go darling. My men are waiting for you." She was pulled to her feet swaying into the man picking her up. "All this would have never happened if you were a good little girl. I just wanted to take care of you."

Walking into another room she realized she had been in here before. She was back in New York in a room full of lustful eyes. She was in her bra and panties in a room full of men. She had almost been in this situation before.

"How long was I out?"

SLAP!

A hand came across Gemma's face increasing the headache she already had while her question was nowhere near answered.

"I thought I taught you better than that you little slut!" Gemma knew she was supposed to address all men as sir and only talked when addressed. She was never going to address these men like that again. She did once and regretted giving them that power.

"Little slut Marino. Your finally back where you belong. Where's that little shit brother of yours."

Gemma didn't do anything. She didn't make a face she didn't move her body. She's stayed completely emotionless not wanting her baby brother to be involved in this.

"Are you not going to talk?"

She wouldn't respond. Responding would eventually make her crack and then they might figure out where Luca was. Lord knows she would die before she let her little brother get taken by Costa and his men.

"Well if you won't talk we'll find another purpose for that pretty little mouth of yours."

With that Gemma was pushed to the floor with a man standing in front of her unbuttoning his pants. She knew what would happen next it's happened once before but that time she gave them the satisfaction of her cry's this time she won't. He pulled his shaft out of his pants and slapped it on her face. She was disgusted. How could men do this to women. He tried to push into her mouth and that's when she made her plan. She willingly opened her up and she bit the tip of the mans penis very hard. She tugged to the side and ripped his skin off. The man was yelling as he pulled back his blood dripping out of Gemma's mouth. She took their shocked moment to stand up and pull guns from the holsters of the men next to her.

She started to shoot the men in front of her. A lot of the men were young men she's never seen. They didn't know she was such a sharp shooter and once they figured it out most men ran. Others dropped to the floor and the rest shot at her. Gemma was almost done with the men left in the room when she ran out of ammunition. She grabbed a gun from a man that was dead and had got shot in the arm in the process. Making sure the rest were dead as well. She pulled a white button up shirt off an unnamed man pulling a gun from someone else. She walked out making sure that the hallway was clear. She walked to the last door in the hallway and opened it to see stairs.

A noise came from behind her. Gemma was weak but knew she was usually faster than the men around her. Up the stairs was another door that opened into the back ally of a restaurant. She hears another door open behind her and started yelling. Gemma closed the door quietly and started running down the once familiar streets.

Gemma got many looks walking around in an oversized white button down shirt with blood over her. Some was her own from wounds that just started to hurt as the adrenaline stopped flowing through her. She found her way to the streets that she grew up on. She walked up to the porch and knocked softly. An old man opened the door and recognize Gemma.

"Mia Bella!" Gemma's grandfather said pulling her inside.