I woke up with a wet sensation on my clothing and slowly opened my eyes.
It was night and the moon was casting a bright light onto everything.
I looked down and saw blood on my clothes and the melting snow mixing with it.
It did not appear to be my own blood because I looked around for an incision site and failed to locate it.
That's when I began to freak out and I very rapidly sat up.
I noticed I was in the woods near the mansion I had been in the last time I was conscious.
I was unsure if whether I should go towards or away from it because I did not know where anyone was.
I did not know what was real and what was not.
What had happened and what had not.
I just wanted to wake up from this bad dream and have everything exactly the way it used to be with its same old, dull, and recurring pattern.
I fought the gut feeling telling me not to walk closer to the mansion and made my way closer to it hiding in the safety of the tall trees covering my shadow.
My head started to pound as I saw men standing in every corner with guns as if guarding it.
I quickly crouched down using a tree trunk to hide with paranoia plastered on my every thought.
A million thoughts ran in my head.
Did Gio leave me here?
Is he in there instead?
Are the people guarding the mansion the good men?
What if they are the ones that shot at us instead?
If I sneak into the mansion, am I going toward safety or am I setting myself up for death?
I was so lost in my thoughts when suddenly I felt myself lurch backwards by a strong arm while also having my mouth tightly covered by a large palm.
I attempted to scream but it came out muffled so I resorted to squirming around and getting out of their iron grip.
I heard a soft but firm shush in my ear.
"Shhhh, shhhh"
I recognized the voice instantly and thrashed around even harder.
"Cazzo, bitch! You're going to get us found and killed"
His voice made me tremble, I did not know what to expect in the slightest when being around him.
Giorgio then let me go and spun me around roughly while he brought a finger to his lips sternly.
"Listen, I managed to escape but those people in there are not good whatsoever. But they have Giovanni and you and I may have our differences but we both care about him and we need to go get him."
I listened carefully knowing that he was about to propose a plan.
"Seeing as though you are smaller and faster, you will be able to get away unseen and into the building. Now, I am stronger and I can take on these men for a little bit while you slip in."
I was just about to comment when he took out a silenced gun and winked.
"Okay, this might actually work but what do I do once I slip inside?", I asked.
"Wait for me on the third door to the left after you go up the stairs you fell down from earlier", he said.
I rolled my eyes and wished that had been the only poor event from however long ago.
"Now, we must hurry because we have the advantage of it being night. Let's go get our friend. You stay and wait", Giorgio said.
He looked at me one last time and ran off with the gun firmly gripped in his hand while the snow silenced his footsteps and made him practically nonexistent to anyone else.
I suddenly saw one of the men collapse onto the ground without a single scream of pain.
I knew it was time for me to make my way into the mansion.
I took a deep breath and ran towards those damn wooden exterior walls of that damn mansion and hoped for the best. I reached the wall and the luminous moonlight reflected on a silver door knob that I quickly and without thinking, opened.
I cautiously looked everywhere but noticed that most of the men were outside guarding it.
Now, it was time for the hard part. I had to go out in the open and run up the broad and vulnerable stairs.
I held my breath and listened for any noise coming from anywhere.
I took one step forward and my heart leapt out of my chest when I suddenly heard the most pained scream in my entire life.
I recognized that it was Gio's voice and he kept emitting a stretched scream.
My cheeks dripped with tears and I stopped thinking.
I was tired of losing people, no more.
Not again.
Last. Time.
I sprinted up the stairs and followed his screams to a room with wooden double doors.
I stood by the door and listened to what was going on inside as tears continued to emit from my eyes.
"Please, please nO. I- I didn't have anything to - to do with i-it", Gio said as he sobbed and tried to form his words correctly in between the pain of whatever they were doing to him.
"Oh, but you did. You have betrayed us all, Giovanni. And for that you are going to die.", an unknown voice said.
My mind was spinning, I did not understand it.
I didn't care though, it seemed to me that everyone I had met lately was so fucked but Gio was familiar to me and I was going to do whatever possible to save his life.
I ran away from the door and ran down a long hallway near it.
I paused before turning the corner to see if anyone was there.
Hearing nothing, I continued slowly and found a fancy bedroom with duffel bags on the king sized bed.
I walked towards them carefully and was reluctant to open one of fear of finding chopped up bodies or something along those lines.
I suddenly heard the sound of someone peeing in the bathroom and my heart began to race even harder. I knew my time was limited because boys don't wash their hands and ew and I had seconds left to get out of there.
I quickly opened the duffel bag and smiled for the first time in a while when I saw the contents.
Guns.
A hell of a lot of them.
Game on, assholes.
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RomanceOrabella and Giovanni were once best friends as children but after he disappeared, she never heard nothing of him again. Years later, their paths cross once again except now there are a lot of more factors weighing in. What will become of them?