His Love, My Home. [COMPLETED]

Scary Past

         

Ivana

I woke up to find myself somewhere completely other than the last place I remembered I was at. It took me a while to find myself tied hand and foot, and thrown on the floor. I tried to roll around but everything was dark. I slowly tried to take off the ropes, but I totally failed. The light turned on out of a sudden, it was only one yellow bulb in the middle of the room. It was full of wood, files, garden machines, and a lot of brown boxes. The whole place was only on one bulb, which made it look yellowish-brown as the light couldn't reach all the places. I squeezed my eyes as I saw two men coming for me. "No! No!" I screamed as they lifted me off the ground and tied me to a chair. As I opened my eyes and looked around nervously, I heard a voice coming behind me. "How many times did I tell you to find me a tape," Natasha pulled my hair. "I don't like squeaky noises" she spat. "What are you doing! Why am I here?" I shouted. "Who are you!" I howled. "Here we are," she placed the tape on my mouth to shut me down. "I think you look way much better now" she giggled. I kept on shaking and muttering the whole time "Mmmm---Mmmm". She looked away from me as she closed her ears "Uh—finish her off immediately!" she claimed until someone else interrupted. "Remember Natasha, the reason why she is here is not to kill her," Sam pulled my hair. I couldn't believe that Sam and Natasha were on the same page, what did they have against me? What did I do to them? I looked straight into Sam's eyes, and I knew he felt what I was feeling. "Again? You came to ruin my life already? Why me?" I just cried without saying a word. His eyes were filled with guilt but revenge too. It felt like he was taking revenge from what Marcello did to him about rejecting his work. He left me as he walked to Natasha. "Do not mess things up Natasha or I will finish you," he glared at her. "This was not our deal Sam. She ruined my house and ruined your job, what do we have to do with her?" she asked. Sam looked away from her as he walked to me. I tried staying away from his reach but I couldn't. He moved his fingers through my hair, while I felt my tears covering my face "If you want to kill a snake, you take on its weakest spot Natasha" he slowly bowed down towards my face. "I don't want to kill him Sam, we agreed on that!" She yelled as she was making her way to Sam. Bamn! With a blink of an eye he reached his back and pulled out the gun on her finishing both Natasha and the other two men standing beside her completely off. I looked at how Natasha was drowning in her blood, and that was the last thing I saw.

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I woke up again, but this time I wasn't at the same place. I emerged from the bed into blinding sunlight. It was a grey and a white fancy room, which was completely quiet. As soon as I tried to walk, I fell on the ground. "You are here" Sam opened the door and walked to me. "I can't walk" I whispered as I started crying. He started playing with my hair as he was sitting on the floor watching me lying down hopelessly. "Of course you can't walk, you haven't eaten at all, and neither took your medicine" he claimed. I wondered about how he knew about my medicine. "My medicine?" I barely said. "Hah," he joked. "Did you really think I was going to let you forget me? Naveen is one of my dearest friends you little fool" he stood up and lifted me back to bed. I couldn't believe what he said. The psychologist that I trusted for 3 long years, was not helping at all in forgetting what Sam has done to me. All of this was played on me without even noticing. I just needed Marcello at that time to save me, or father to know about what happened to me. "Where is my cast? My hand is hurting badly," I tried to get off the bed but I fell again. "You are not going anywhere," he said as he locked me to bed and got upon me. "Please stop!" I yelled as I tried pushing him off me. "Why not?" he paused. "This happened 3 years ago, and nothing can stop me now from waiting any longer," he said as he started taking his shirt off. "Or wait," he glared at me. "Maybe because I am not Marcello you don't want it?" he slapped me. I started crying as he did that "I am just sick Sam, and my hand is broken, I need to have my cast on" I weakly said. "You are not going anywhere" he repeated as he started. It was another life nightmare to me. I kept on pushing him away and screaming in order to stop him. He paused and looked at me, "do I have to shoot you in order to shut you up?" he got off me. "I will stay with you, and do whatever you want, just please take me to the doctor I can't stand anymore the pain," I held his hand. He got off the bed, throwing my clothes to me. "Get dressed," he said as he looked away. While I was trying to get on my clothes, he pointed his gun right onto my face. "If you lie or dare to do me anything, you will live alone beside Marcello's grave" he forcefully said. "I can't walk Sam, I can't even get dressed. I can't do anything, where else would I go?" I confessed. He sat in front of me as he left his gun on the other side of the bed. While he was dressing me, he took an old phone and dialed my number. "You know my number?" I asked after he was done. "This is your exam, do not—say—a word" he said as he got a comb and started brushing my hair.

"Hello?" Marcello said as soon as he answered. I couldn't believe my ears, he was actually sitting beside my phone, waiting for anything to happen that could link him to me. I wished it was that easy, but I wouldn't put Marcello's life in danger, even if that would cost my whole life.

"Hello?" he repeated. But at that time, I felt the difference in his tone, he was trying his best not to lose it on the phone. I looked up at Sam, he was smiling at me while his hands were going through my hair.

After few seconds of silence, Marcello asked again. "Marcello Marl is on the phone, is anyone here?" Sam bowed down as he took away the phone and closed the call. He broke the SIM card and stated: "no one will ever get on our way now." I was extremely dizzy that I couldn't talk, and that was the last thing I remembered about his place.

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I woke up in the hospital having my cast on again. I felt extremely better than the last time. "Good afternoon," he said as soon as I looked at him sitting beside me. "Are you feeling any better?" he asked as he kissed my hand. "Yes I am, thanks Sam" I smiled and closed my eyes trying to get some sleep. "Save your energy baby for what is coming next" he whispered into my ears as he slowly kissed my neck. I opened my eyes looking at how close he was standing to me. What was his problem? What did he want from me? Where is Marcello? I really needed to sleep.