XIX | Out we go

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Elena's pov

Looking at my phone I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I continued to read the name over and over again in my head. Blowing out a breath I decline the call, lowering the window I threw my phone out, watching it being destroyed as it hit the road. Raising the window up Nicolo reminded me it was for the best for this current situation.

'It was for the best...' I told myself as I stare at my lap, fiddling with my thumbs as I grew anxious. My family possibly thinks i'm dead for not calling them, nore answering them and most importantly the money transfers I was supposed to send out haven't been sent.

We chosed to leave home during night time to cause less of a scene to the enemy. Potentially escaping to france for a bit since things managed to get worse over the course of a month. Even though where in war luckily the lives of the innocent have been less then before but regardless there's some that are dying because of this...
Since Mr. Russo is dead the only one left to take the lead would be his daughter, Serena. She doesn't seem the type to know anything about this life but she somewhat does, terribly but has some knowledge. The only things that's making this worse is that instead of wanting Luciano dead she wants me dead, most likely wanting to torture Luciano and making him give up.
On the other hand everyone that served under her dad wants to kill Luciano so either way we are both on their hit list, one being completely blacklisted.

I felt myself getting tired, I wanted to sleep but I knew I couldn't. I have to be on the lookout just incase Nicolo didn't spot anything. It's a rule I set for myself because I didn't want anyone getting hurt because of me so this is my way for avoiding it.

It was tough to find anything considering it was started to get dark fast. Switching the daytime lights to the nighttime ones he reassures me that everything will be fine. I blow out a sigh as I let my seat lay back as I tried to get comfortable.

"Take a nap at least."

Mumbling out a no I felt myself losing myself to the darkness as the heater was set on low, giving the car a warm touch of comfort. It felt like a hug to me, welcoming me to the darkside to relax.

I wasn't sure how long I fell asleep for but I was woken up, not by Nicolo but the car being spun out the road as he tried to control it.

"W-What's happening?!" I panicked as I held onto the 'ohshit' handle. As we spun I noticed a vehicle behind us speeding up, as if it were trying to hit us or push us off. Adding the pieces together I realized that It was our enemy trying to get us out of the road and into a ditch, possibly either to kill me or kidnap me.

Nicolo quickly got control over the car and swerved out of the way, causing the car to drift slightly as he got back onto the road. "Hold on!" He shouts at me as he quickly speeds up, ignoring the speed sigh as he tried to lose whoever was behind us. I was surprised that there wasn't many cars here at the moment, if so we definitely would have been in a ditch along with others.

Looking over at the speedometer I look away, squeezing my eyes closed as I held the handle even tighter. We were going ninety in a forty five where there's hills and curves around, this isn't good news unless Nicolo knows what he's doing. Opening my eyes I look behind us to see the car on our asses as Nicolo approaches a sharp curve. With no choice he avoids the brakes and turns sharply, hugging both the lanes as we turn with the curb as the guys behind us were ready to hit us.

"Dobbiamo incontrare velocemente i mafiosi francesi-" Translation: We need to meet the French mobsters fast-. I let out a scream as Nicolo tried with one hand to control the out of control car while holding his arm out to keep me in my seat. We both knew there wasn't any way of us getting the car controlled, knowing we were about to crash he lets go of the steering wheel he has both of his hands in front of me, one keeping me in place and the other covering my stomach.
Feeling the car tilting I closed my eyes, feeling each flip I cried as we both rolled to our deaths.

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