Runaway

Finding the truth

IDALIA

I heard commotion coming from downstairs. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and slipped out from under the covers. I crept to the top of the stairs and peered down. My heart stopped when I saw bloodied faces of Connor and Tommy at the bottom of the stairs. Alessandro and Donny were talking with one of the tall men in black. I heard their whispers as they were not far away from me.
"We need to make sure they do not know that Idalia is here. Keep them on tight security. Also, where on earth is Ryder?" Alessandro hissed at the man.
"He had taken a bump to the head when the car rolled to the side. He passed out so we took him, Luca, Oliver and Seb to the hospital. Everyone aside from Luca should be back by lunch tomorrow."
Alessandro pinched the bridge of his nose and with a wave of his hand, dismissed the man. Donny said something hushed to his brother and walked over to Connor. His fist met with his face and sent him to the floor groaning in pain.
"You don't like that?! Imagine how much pain you put our little sister through. I'm going to make sure that you die, but first we are going to make you suffer so much you will be hoping for death!" He yelled at him, loud enough to make me flinch. Tommy's eyes widened in fear at the cold and intimidating words that came out of his mouth. The men dragged Connor and  Tommy down the stairs and I watched as they struggled against them.

I saw that Alessandro was heading my way and I was not supposed to be there so I made a quick escape to my bedroom. There was footsteps as I fake slept and then a knock on the door. Except, it wasn't my door. It was Embry's. I crept to the door and luckily the door was slightly open per my request and so was Embry's so I heard everything they said.
"Alessandro? What are you doing?! It's 2AM—"

"Quit your whinging! Tommy and Connor are downstairs. Want to have some—"

"Capo! Silas gave me some news about the two new boys." Another voice interrupted him. "Apparently they were speaking another language. Recordings of Serbian dealings matched with what they were saying."
I heard growling this time from Embry and then loud, angry footsteps retreated down the hallway. I peered through the door and saw that they were talking in their office. The one place I was not allowed to go and dared not go.

Well. Looks like I am about to break a rule. I needed to know what was going on!

I snuck toward the door, triple checking for any signs of other people or cameras. There wasn't any as far as the eye could see...
I pressed my ear to the door.
"Cosa facciamo? Potrebbero essere parte della Mafia Serba! (What do we do? They could be apart of the Serbian Mafia!)" Frank panicked, I presumed he was the one pacing around. I rolled my eyes because I know that they didn't know I was listening but still, I know Italian! I know a few other languages too even at the age of 11 because I was always planning on running and moving away at some point so I thought best to learn a few languages in preparation.
"Calmati, figliolo, saremo le informazioni di cui abbiamo bisogno. Da chi lo sa. (Calm down, son, we will find the information we need. From whoever knows it.)" Dad said calmly but the threat was there.

Would they question me if they couldn't get the information from Tommy or Connor?

Would they trust me if they knew that I know that they did dealings with some guys and often spoke in what I soon learnt to be Serbian?

Would they believe me if I lied? Could I put them in danger if I didn't tell them?

Wait...

-_-_-_-FLASHBACK-_-_-_-

The door flew open downstairs. I had barely been able to fall asleep and of course they had to ruin it by storming in.
There were other voices and I knew that meant they wouldn't bother me for the rest of the night. I noticed that the TV was never turned on and there was no loud or slurred speech. That made me curious. Curious enough to see what was happening.
I tiptoed carefully up the stairs and saw that in the living room, Connor and Tommy were sitting in front of a well dressed man with ruffled blonde hair and pale skin. There was a long scar that dragged down from the top to the bottom of his cheek. There were two other men holding large guns in their hands behind the stranger.
"Jecme ли сигурни да је она Моррелијева ћерка? (Are you sure she's Morreli's daughter?)" The strange man's deep voice boomed through the quietness in the house.
"Позитивно. (Positive.)" Connor replied in the same language. The man nodded his head thoughtfully.
"Very well. Шефе (Boss) give you whatever you need but only in emergency. If you fail to keep her in your hands then I kill you." The man threatened, his accent showing how hard it was for him to speak English. He stood and without another word, turned and left the room. He didn't look back as the two men followed him outdoors while Tommy and Connor still sat on the sofa.
"Dad, what do we do? We only have so many resources. The Italian Mafia are stronger than even the Serbians." Connor sounded worried when he spoke.
"We make sure she doesn't leave. It's our heads if they find her..." Tommy mumbled.

-_-_-_-END OF FLASHBACK-_-_-_-

"Che cosa sta succedendo? (What is happening?)" I whispered to myself as I trudged back to my room, thinking over many times when I was locked in my rooms for days and heard conversations downstairs. Was it the same man? Ugh! I can't ask them because if not they will know I was listening to their conversations.
My head hit the pillow and in and instant I was asleep.

CONNOR

I was sat on the cold floor of the cell the Morreli's put me and dad in. He was laying on the floor, staring blankly at the walls.
"Или ће нас убити, знаш? (Either will kill us, you know?)" I said to him. He looked at me with emotionless eyes.
"Ако дође до тога, бежи, дечко. Остави ме овде ако мораш. Али убиј девојку чак и ако те убије! (If it comes down to it, run, boy. Leave me here if you have to. But kill the girl even if it kills you!" He ordered back while pointing his finger at me. I nodded, not trusting my voice.
I am sorry, Idalia. I never meant to hurt you but I had no choice. I hope you understand...

What does he mean? What is really going on between the Serbians and where does Idalia come in?

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