“Signora Bartolini, quel furgone, puoi dirmi dove sta andando?”
“Pagliarelli.”
“La prigione?”
“Sí.”
I had taken a cab to where they had taken T-Bag. I had stood outside the window the man looking at me
“C'è qualcosa che posso fare per aiutarti, stamattina, signorina?”
“Sono qui per vedere Theodore Bagwell ..”
“In questo modo, signorina.”
“Grazie molte, signore.”
I had followed the guard through the cells. I see T-Bag hanging over his bed as the guard stops
“Signor Bagwell, ha un visitatore.”
“Jenna. Listen, you have to get me out of here.”
“Hmm.. I could pay for your bail, or I could go back home and live in peace with my brother.”
“Signorina Peters, per favore. Non toccare.”
“Mie scuse.”
“Come on, Precious. I mean, you can’t just leave me locked up in here.”
“At least with you locked up here means I can stop living in fear.”
“Jenna.. You leave me here, I can’t keep my promise. I can’t protect you or your brother if you leave me locked in here.”
“C'è qualcosa che non va, signorina Peters?”
“Theodore Bagwell non mi ha rapito, è venuto per me sei ore dopo il mio arrivo. Era innocente, questa volta. Ho i soldi per pagare la sua cauzione.”
“Signor Bagwell, mi scuso. Sei libero di andare.”
“Thank you, Jenna. I owe you my life.”
“No, it’s really not necessary.”
“I was afraid you would walk away and leave me here. I am forever in your debt.”
“Let’s just get you out of here before I change my mind and decide to get my money back.”
“How did you get the money to bail my ass out of Italian prison? Hang on, what happened to your ring?” T-Bag asked
“I had to trade it for the money to bail you out. It was either that, or I let you rot away. I traded it to save your ass, Bagwell. If it weren’t for that, you’d still be locked away in Pagliarelli right now.”
“If you didn’t care about me, you wouldn’t have gone to bail me out. You came back for your Teddy Bear.”
“Oh, you’re Teddy Bear, now?” I asked, looking over at him
“I could be whoever the hell you need me to be, Precious.” T-Bag said
“Teddy Bear makes you sound soft, T-Bag makes you sound like a psychotic badass.”
“Are you attracted to softies, or psychotic badasses?” T-Bag asked
“I don’t have to tell you everything about myself.”
“We’re gonna be married, I want no secrets between us.” T-Bag said, stroking my face, after exposing his robotic hand
“My God.. What in the hell..?”
“It’s alright. It was just from an accident a while back. It was better than the prosthetic I originally had.”
His metal hand cold on my face. I place my hand over it. Feeling the cool metal against my warm flesh. I had gently pulled back, still examining the robotic hand
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Surrender to Fate - || A Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell Fanfiction
Fiksi PenggemarHe was a notorious prisoner, she was the daughter of one of his former victims, and finds herself as Theodore Bagwell's intended lover in order to protect her brother..
