Book 1 of the Moretti Chronicles
PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "The Girl Who Walked Into A Bar"
•1st place General Fiction in Star Dazzle Awards
•Best Plot Twist in Star Dazzle Awards
I was so close, so close to coming when a knock on the door interrupted u...
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"Where are you taking me? Emilio said to wait outside." I asked confused.
"For the hundredth time, he asked me to take you back to the house so that's what I'm doing" he gritted out, probably annoyed with my constant questions.
"Well... Are we there yet?" I asked as I got comfortable on the back seat of the car.
"No"
"How about now?"
"No"
"Are we-"
"For fuck's sake would you fucking shut up!?" he snapped in annoyance.
"I just want to know-"
"Just shut the fuck up" he seethed.
I clamped my mouth shut at this. He was very cranky and I didn't want him throwing me out of the car before we got to our destination.
I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest like a child who was scolded by their parent. There was a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I ignored it and blamed it on the fact that I hadn't eaten all day.
Something felt off, but I shook it off. If Emilio trusted his men, then so would I. I had to believe that what Joey was saying was the truth and that Emilio did in fact tell him to take me home.
"Are we-" I began to ask again and was cut off when Joey slammed his foot on the brakes causing me to lurch forward between the two seats and hit my head on the dashboard.
"Are you trying to kill me!?" I shouted, rubbing my forehead trying to soothe the pain.
He got out of the car abruptly and came to my door pulling it open harshly. He grabbed me and brought out some handcuffs.
"What are you doing?" I panicked trying to get away from him. I kicked him in the nose and pulled the other door open and got out of the car.
I ran even though I had no idea where I was running to. I just knew that I had to get away from him. Anywhere was better than staying here. I had no idea what his plan was and I wasn't about to stick around to find out.
I ran across the road not paying attention and was hit by a car.
"AAHHH" I screamed as the car made impact with my body. I fell on the ground groaning in pain.
"Are you ok?" I heard a woman's voice ask as someone crouched beside me.
"Sweetheart, what were you thinking?" I heard a man's voice on the other side of me as he cradled my head in his lap.
I was in pain. I had sprained my ankle and it felt like my hand was broken. The impact of the car hadn't hurt quite like I had imagined it would. Probably because the car wasn't moving as fast as I had anticipated it was going.
