Affection from a Mafia

Chapter Seven

He threw me in his car, locking the doors so I couldn't escape. Whenever he stopped, I'd scream and bang on the window. A middle aged woman looked over at me, eyes wide in fear. I rolled down the window just as the light turned green once more. She rolled hers down as well.

"Help me!" I screamed as Lucifer started to drive away. I caught one more glimpse of her face through the tears forming in my eyes. I could tell she was determined to save me. Lucifer slammed on the gas, lurching me forward in my seat. I pulled my knees to my chest, hugged them, and started to cry. I hated my dad more than I normally did for this. It's his fault Xander was killed. I could feel Lucifer watching me from the rearview mirror. I looked up and at his eyes in the mirror. I couldn't tell if it was anger, compassion, sympathy, guilt, or all four.

I sighed and gave up. I stared out the marshmallow clouds in the sky. He could tell I was done trying, so he slowed down, driving the speed limit. Then, I saw the woman. She was looking straight at me. I realized there was still hope. I mouthed slowly at her.

"Keep following. But stay hidden."

She nodded in response. When we came upon the hall of trees along the road, I knew we were almost there. I prepared myself to make a run for it to the woman's car. We pulled into his driveway. He got out, but my door stayed locked until he came around and let me out. He opened the door, looking down at me as if I was supposed to move. I didn't.

"Please be cooperative. Don't make this harder than it has to be."

Then I heard the woman pull into the driveway, but he didn't seem to notice. I got out of the car, and as soon as I stood, he grabbed my arm. From my peripheral vision, I saw her open the front passenger door so I could immediately get in. I paused staring up at him. I kissed his hand that was on my arm and whispered "Goodbye. . ."

I pushed my hard away from me and ran to her car. As I got in, strong arms grabbed my waist.

"The more you run, the more trouble, the more possibility of death."

My eyes widened when he came upon the word 'death'. I sighed, looking at the woman as he guided me towards the house. I reached my room, slammed the door shut, and cried in a pillow. I sat up and walked over to the mirror. I looked at my pink face, wondering 'Why me? Out of all people, why me?!'. I put my hands on the vanity and let my head fall.

I had given up. I finally gave in, losing all hope of freedom. But what exactly had I given up?

I gave up my life and my mind along with it.

"You really ought to know when to quit."

I immediately looked up and saw Blaze. I sighed and turned away. I could see the smirk on his face without looking at him.

"Why do you think I'm here?" I glared at him from the corner of my eye.

He chuckled darkly. I wanted him to just leave me alone. My eternity here could at least not involve him.

"Well, holler if you need anything." He smiled evilly and left.

"Get Lucifer. I need to speak with him, right now!"

"Yes, ma'am." He bowed mockingly, laughing as he left.

"You're real polite for a guy with a daughter!" I said sarcastically.

I rushed over to the bookshelf and scanned through them. I picked up 'Wuthering Heights' and sat on my bed and started reading. I got into the first five chapters before my door opened.

There stood my personal nightmare; the demon controlling my world. I dropped the book, marched over to him and pushed him into my room with more power than I intended. I didn't care. He killed my brother.

"Yvette, calm down."

"Calm down?! How the hell can I calm down?" I thought to myself.

"You seriously think I'll calm down after what you did?!"

"And what exactly did I do?"

I was so ready to start throwing books at him. My anger was getting worse and worse by the minute.

"You killed my brother, dibshit!"

When I pushed him, he had fallen on the floor. He sat there staring up at me, speechless.