KILLER | MP ✓

dodici

'where is she, mariano?'

— this chapter is a little bit of a triggering one so you hav even warned and if you don't feel comfortable reading it then i'll understand if you don't.

— mattia

it was now the night and i was making my way to the place mariano's hides out at.

i could see guards from on the top of the roof guarding with their weapons.

i crouched down by a car and began to quickly walk tot he entrance while still crouching.

i placed my hand on top of a pistol i had tucked away in my jean pocket.

i slowly took it out and pointed it at the guards and shot them one by one and watched them fall to the ground.

i then made my way inside the building and walked through multiple doors and walked up lots of stairs.

i finally made it upstairs where there was a door with a sign on it that said, 'mariano castano/boss' .

i chuckled and shook my head before kicking the door down and pointing my gun at everyone in the room.

it looked like a meeting was going on because men in grey suits were sat on a long glass table talking to each other while mariano himself sat at the top of the table in a black suit.

two more guards from the corner of the room pointed their guns at me.

mariano chuckled and stood up. "hello, mattia. it's so very nice to see you." he smirks and fixes his suit.

i scoff and roll my eyes. "where is she, mariano?" i spit as i cock my gun. "tell me, where she it!"

the two men also cock their guns but mariano holds his hands up to them as if to say to put the guns down and they did.

"where is who?" mariano asks still with a smirk on his lips.

"you know who, you son of a bitch."

mariano places a hand on his chest pretending to be hurt. "did you just call my mother a bitch? that's not very nice , mattia. she can't even defend herself since she's six feet under."

i roll my eyes and aim my pistol at a bold guy that was sat at the table with a evil look on his face and shoot him right between his eyebrows.

screams were heard as i looked out the door and saw women and men running.

"where is, elora!?" i shout and shoot another guy in his shoulder.

mariano sighs. "i don't know," he shrugs. "but i'm sure my friend knows. his names nathaniel."

+

three days ago

— elora

my eyes slowly open as i groan in pain. i had no clue where i was. i began to look around the room and saw nothing but blackness.

my legs were tied to the chairs legs and my arms were tied behind the chairs backseat.

i tugged on the ropes to get them loose but nothing happened.

i felt something dry on my forehead and rolled my eyes all the way back to my head to try and see what it was but i couldn't see anything.

suddenly, the door loudly opened and i looked up and saw nathaniel. he was wearing the same thing as earlier, on our date.

"well, well, well," he chuckles and slams the metal door shut before turning on the light. "you're awake."

i take this chance to look around the room. it looked like i was in a prison room. the walls were dirty along with the cold cemented floor and there was only one window.

"p-please let me go." i whisper as i try to pull of the rope. i dark chuckle leaves nathaniel's mouth as he shakes his head. "i don't think i can do that princess. we need you dead so we can kill mattia."

i don't dare make eye contact with him. i just stare down at my lap.

suddenly, nathaniel harshly grabs my chin and pulls my head up so i can make eye contact with him.

"i-i'll do anything. please," i pleas as tears run down my cheeks. "i'll do anything for you.. just please let me go. don't h-hurt me." i cry.

a smirk grows onto nathaniel's face as i watch he unzips his trousers.

"anything?" he smirks. i was starting to regret this decision. i slowly nod and the next thing was a blur.

+

the present day

it had been three days and i was laying on the floor with my dress rolled up to my hips.

last night was horrible. along with the rest of the nights of me being here. i was forced to do things i didn't want to do. my body was in agony. it hurt all around but it hurt the most between my legs.

i could just about look down and see blood on my thighs. tears spilled from the corners of my eyes and fell down to my hair as i looked up at the dirty ceiling.

my hands were chained to the wall. i couldn't move at all.

soon, the door opened and in cane nathaniel. "hello, princess," he calmingly spoke as he walked over to me. how could he be calm about all of this? he's just raped a nineteen year old.

he began stroking my hair as more cry's of pain left my mouth. "aw, sweetheart, don't cry. it'll all be over soon, i promise. all i need to do is slice your throat and you'll be fine. okay?"

i looked at him alarmed. i tried shuffling myself away from him but he quickly grabbed me and wrapped his hand around my neck.

nathaniel began to squeeze ever so tightly. "s-stop it. please."

finally he legs go and i'm left there gasping for air. "you'll do as i say. you hear?"

i just nod. "and pull your dress down! you look like a whore!" he snaps and grabs the end of my dress and yanks it down.

and then he left. he left the room while i wanted i leave planet earth. i soon drifted off into a sleep not knowing what would happen next.

i watched a clip of 'megan is missing' and let me tell you! it's so scary and upsetting. it shows what really happens in the world when somebody is kidnapped. if you don't really like horrors then i won't recommend it to you! anyways sorry i haven't been posting a lot it's just i have a lot of school work to do. thank you!!