Heat: A Mafia Doll Retelling

Chapter 20: Almost

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A/N: I posted a little note about this on my message board thing and like I said it's not really that big of a deal... but IDK this chapter made me think about the fact that my Mafia Stories have truly been avoiding the "dark" side per say. This story is mature because it includes violence and a criminal life style. Not really because I may choose to include sex scenes because lets be honest... i'm not good at writing them. So just keep that in mind, as you read the small bit of "gore" in this chapter. It's not a big deal but if it bothers you then sorry.

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Paolo sighed in relief when he saw Franco.

Brooklynn was too busy shoving another handful of greasy fries in her mouth to truly notice. Franco rushed over to Paolo and kneeled on the floor next to him," What the fuck happened?!"

Paolo shrugged, "She came here wasted with shards of glass embedded in her feet. I don't know how the hell she was even able to walk."

He continued wrapped the bandage around Brooklynn's feet as Franco stared up at Brooklynn who didn't meet his eyes. She was too busy glaring at Kaitlyn.

"Why did you bring her in here?" Franco demanded to know.

"She ordered me to. The only way she allowed me to treat her feet was if I agreed to let her do anything she wanted to Kaitlyn right afterwards," Paolo whispered to Franco. Franco sighed, but he was at least glad that she was eating something. Paolo finished wrapping the last bit of bandage around Brooklynn's feet and checked his handy work for a moment before standing up.

"I think that should hold her up for now. I took all of the glass out and disinfected the cuts. She should still go to the clinic when she's sober though, Dr. Lauren should probably see her," Paolo told Franco.

"A-are you done?" Brooklynn asked while looking up at Paolo's blurry face.

Paolo looked at her and sighed, "Yes-"

Without waiting another minute, Brooklynn began trying to clumsily kick off the table she was seated at in an attempt to walk over to Kaitlyn but before she could Franco caught her and picked her up in his arms. The hearing in his ears disappeared for a moment when Brooklynn shrieked frustratedly.

"L-let mee fucking g-go!" Brooklynn growled as she kicked and squirmed trying to force Franco to put her down.

"Brooklynn! Listen to me-" Franco tried to reason as he struggled to keep her in his arms.

"I want to kill her!" Brooklynn screeched.

"Not right now!"Franco seethed, this situation was testing his patience like he wouldn't believe. He had honestly been stupid enough to think that everything would be fine. Brooklynn would mope for a few days and then bam... he would swoop in and claim her as his.

"Let m-me go!" Brooklynn screeched once more almost causing Franco to drop her.

He managed to keep his grip on her and instead chose to throw her over his shoulder in a bid to get out of here and quick. The sooner he could get her home the better.

Brooklynn was screaming bloody murder as Franco carried her out of the room. He was trying his hardest to keep her legs still so she wouldn't accidentally hurt her feet anymore but it was easier said than done. Halfway back to the car, Brooklynn stopped screeching in anger and instead started sobbing uncontrollably. The latter was harder to listen to deal with.