Antonio's desire

chapter 12

I wake up realising that I was still on the ground the guy terrified me to an extent that I found myself sleeping on the floor on the very same spot he left me.

All the events of the previous night plays back like a movie in my head ,my heart has began beating again in a rapid speed as I contemplate what to do , the thought of the possibility of Antonio raping me terrified me but would it have been rape if my body liked his touch ?

The thought sends shivers down my spine as I rush to my cupboard and grab anything I can find and change to it I take my backpack as I shove all my documents, research and flash drive filled with evidence and some clothes. I couldn't stay here anymore I just couldn't risk a life without Flavio.

I take my phone from the table as I pull out my SIM card and break it into tiny pieces with a scissor ,I later throw my phone on the ground multiple times like a crazy psychopath. The last thing I wanted was for anyone tracking me ,I had luckily bought myself a spare phone for in case situations , I search under my bed as I pull out the new cellphone and  a brand new SIM card. I pick up my bag in haste as I open the door and rush to the exit of this place . They were probably spying on me it's never good to mess with people associated in gangs or anything deemed illegal nor the mafia.

I speculate that Antonio must be in some sort of mafia an ordinary men couldn't have such calculated escapes and not be in some crazy underworld crap.

I take the first bus to the station as I dial Flavio's number but he doesn't pick up , I couldn't stop shaking in this bus everyone looked so suspicious I cover my head with my hoodie as I wear sunglasses and slouch deep in my seat. Antonio's men must be looking for me by now the sooner I get out of here the better

I dial Flavio's number again but nothing ,I needed to talk to him but he wasn't even answering when do people answer when you need them.

An elderly man glares at me looking at my panicking state , I stare back at him as I hold onto my backpack ,sweating uncontrollably luckily the bus comes to a halt near the plane station I jump off as I take in a breath of fresh air , even breathing felt suffocating I run in the station in attempts to book a ticket.

"Hi is there perhaps a plane flying to Mexico ?" The brown hair Italian women rolls her eyes at me looking irritated ,I don't know what her problem was but if I wasn't panicking for my life like a crazy psychopath I would have given her a piece of my mind.

"Si , you're lucky  there is one last plane flying to Mexico let me see if I can find you a seat because seriously you could have booked for this online it would have been much easier now I have to go through all these files " I simply nod my head the urge I have to roll my eyes and give her a mouth full that starts with why and ends with manager . I don't understand why people come to work if they want to do absolutely nothing.

I stomp my foot rapidly as I begin to become impatient. "Could you hurry up I am in quite a hurry , please " she gives me a defining stare as she continues taking the time of her life looking for one seat on one plane how hard could it possible be ?, she was clearly stalling for time and it was so evident.

Could she be working with Antonio? I couldn't wait anymore. " You are very lucky there is one seat just for you ,please pass me your passport so that I can do a check up on it " I hand her my passport and cash as I look through my phone and see that Belvano read my message. I  talk myself into calming down and it almost works.

"Sorry miss Isabella si I don't see you in the system something is wrong with your passport" my heart literally falls out my chest ,  I thought I sent that bastard a message clearly stating how I needed to get back to Mexico , Belvano that mother$!$@#$. I can't get arrested in the airport because of a fake passport I dial Belvano's number,it rings for a minute or two and then   he hangs up.

Why was I being treated like this , first Flavio ,this rude lady and now Belvano I swear the world wanted me to die.

I call him for almost the ninth time but still he doesn't answer he keeps on hanging up on me , I seriously didn't want to talk to him either but I am not the one whom wanted a story so bad for the company. Maybe I did a little bit but now I needed to get out of here and this passport needed to be put in the system miraculously, damnit how I want to say all the profanities known to men.

I take a deep breath as I cross my fingers praying to the father he answers for the tenth time and he does.

"Fu*k It Luciana what is your problem what do you want ? " the nerve of this men, his attitude was unbelievable I remember sending him a message which he clearly read explaining the situation I was in.

"Belvano I am sorry for disturbing you sir but I need you to somehow get  my fake identity into the system at this very moment ,because if I don't leave this place they're going to kill me " I have to kiss his behind for the time being.

"Your time in Italy isn't done yet " he speaks with a calm tone as if he didn't hear the part of me saying that I was going to die.

"Sir I am done here , I have all the evidence against our target and now I need to get back please" I couldn't simplify it any further. The man wasn't listening he cared more about his story than about my life.

"I told you that you aren't living Italy until I say so , last minute incidence I don't approve of, I can't approve it right now it's a process Luciana as much as I would like to apologize about the situation I won't because I feel no remorse so use that pathetic brain of yours and get yourself out of the situation you are in until I figure things through ,I am busy in an important meeting to which you are disturbing" and just like that he hangs up , the man just hung up on a journalist whom clearly said that she was going to die because of a story he wanted me to dig.

"Please try again " I was trying to find a way to get out of the airport without her being suspicious of use of fake documents.

"It's not in the system ..." I grab my passport from her grip before she finishes speaking. "It's ok I will check it myself thank you , I must have mixed the wrong documents."Before she could say anything else I start walking away from the ticket ward.

Where was I going to go right now ? I never felt so scared as I feel right now ,if this was how all the women whom got killed by the likes of Antonio felt then the feeling is immaculately terrible.

I could go to Emilia she will help me , she is my best friend after all , I step out of the airport and I feel as if I am being followed , I look around and I don't see anyone people are pretty much minding their own business.

I am clearly being paranoid, besides Antonio gave me until midday to get out of here and right now it was  only seven thirty in the morning.

I walk into a suburb as someone pulls me   into a quiet pathway holding me in place as the person  covers my mouth , I try kicking and screaming but nothing , a piece of paper is placed on my mouth the smell is horrible as my head feels heavy and my vision becomes blurry.