His Way

First Time Drinker

"Get up now!" Alfio yells as he busts through my door almost giving me a heart-attack in my sleep.

"What's happening!" I scream out of pure fright as I hold my hand to my chest.

"Get the fuck up!" Alfio screams causing me to quickly stand from my bed.

I had no idea, not even a clue of what was happening and It scared me even more.

He was currently rummaging through my dresser throwing clothes into a black suitcase with gold buckles.

"Alfio." I called out as tears streamed down my face, causing him to turn and walk towards me.

He waisted no time to tell me what was happening.

"That man used to do business with your father and they had a bad business deal." He said breathing heavily jaw clenched.

I immediately knew what man he was talking about.

I nodded for him to continue.

"I had a meeting to fix things with him, to work out some kind of deal." He said as he hovered above me.

"I told you to stay up here to keep you safe, he knew nothing of you or your mother, so no one would come for you if anything ever went wrong,"

The look of confusion on my face angered him.

"He's threatening to come for you Amalia, threatening to kill you if I don't do as he says!" he says now yelling.

"All you had to do was listen!" he yells as he walks over to the wall and punches it."

"I didn't know." I cry out trying to defend myself.

He walks over to pick up the suit case he was recently filling.

"Let's go." he says coming over to me and grabbing my arm with his free hand.

He lead me down the stairs and outside.

I hadn't even noticed it was pouring down raining and thundering.

I didn't even have time to shield myself from the rain before I was being shoved into a black Escalade.

Alfio shut my door as he went around the back and jumped in.

There was another black Escalade in front and I noticed two more behind me as I turned and look back in my seat.

They were loading the vehicle with what I was assuming belongings of Alfio.

The Situations I found myself in.

I swear if I had access to alcohol I'd be a alcoholic.

I sat forward in my seat as we began to pull off.

I rested my head against the window and watched as the rain trailed down.

I couldn't pull myself to look at Alfio.

This was my fault and to be completely honest it was hard to admit that.

My brain so hardly kept finding ways for this to be his fault.
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We had been driving for hours in the middle of nowhere.