Wanted By The Mafia

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"Prendi quella puttana!"
(Catch that bitch!)

I sprinted across the road, just missing a car, and stumbled onto the sidewalk. They were hot on my trail as I kept running.

I took a swift turn and kicked off my heels, climbing the 6 foot fence.

When I got to the top, I jumped down, scraping my knees on the cement. I looked up, and there they were.

"Cazzo..."
(Fuck...)

*2 Hours Earlier*

"Matty! Get ready. We're going out." I called out as I entered my best friend's room. "How many times have I asked you not to call me that?", Matteo asked, rolling his eyes. "Too many to count.", I said with a shrug. "Be outside in ten minutes or I'm leaving without you."

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I decided to wear a brown skirt with a black top and black knee high boots. And, of course, a gun in my bag. Can't go anywhere without that.

A few minutes later, we arrived at Rush, one of the biggest night clubs in Italy. "If you need me, I'll be at the bar. Want anything?", Matteo asked me. "Anything with vodka.", I told him. He nodded and walked away.

He came back with two Bloody Mary's and I downed both. "Hey, one was mine!", he protested. "Sorryy." I laughed. We walked back to the bar and took a few more shots. About five minutes later, I was completely drunk.

I walked (well, stumbled) to the dance floor and started dancing with a cute guy. We continued until his girlfriend came back and yelled at me while I stuck out my tongue at her. I couldn't find Matteo anywhere so I decided to go outside for some air.

A man came over to me and leaned against the wall next to me, checking me out. "What's a girl like you doing at a place like this?", he asked me. "Obviously reading the bible. Why else would I be here?", I stated sarcastically.

"Sei una cagna intelligente, non è vero? (You're a smart bitch, aren't you?)", he asked me."Why don't you put that mouth to good use and give me a b-"

"Finish that sentence and I'll make sure you'll never have kids.", I told him, drawing my gun and holding it to his pants. "Jeez, I was just kidding. Put the gun away." I rolled my eyes and put my gun back in the holster. He walked away, muttering swear words in Italian.

I stood outside for a few more minutes before walking back to the entrance. I was stopped by the guy who I had met earlier and two others. "You just can't take a hint, can you?", I said with a sigh.

"Prendila (take her).", he told the two men and they nodded. I turned around and ran down the street.

*Back to present*

I took my gun out and pointed it at one of them. The other two drew their guns and did the same to me. "What do you want?", I asked. "You.", the pervert from earlier told me. "Fat chance of that happening, but nice try." I laughed.

"Put your gun away and my men will do the same.", he said. I skeptically looked at them and placed my gun to the ground as his men did the same. As soon as I did so, the man roughly pulled me towards him and wrapped his arm around me.

I quickly took out the knife from my boot and stabbed him in the thigh. "Figlio Di un... (son of a...)" I elbowed him in the stomach before he could finish and pulled away from him. I was just about to start running when I felt something hard hit my head.

And then everything went black.

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And secondly: I don't speak any Italian so please bear with me. Feel free to correct me if I get anything wrong, I won't mind!

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