The Beneveti Mafia

5

"Where are you taking me?" I ask looking out the window. I see a sign saying 'Thank you for visiting New York! Hope to see you again soon!' 

Todo we're not in Kansas anymore. 

"Hello?!" I shouted "Can anyone hear me?? I just asked a question!" Nothing. They have said nothing to me this whole car ride. I'm about to go crazy. 

"What does this do?" I asked to myself since no one else is acknowledging my existence. I started to play with the window as I press the button a couple million times causing the window to spazz out. 

"CAN YOU STOP THAT?!" The biggest of all the men yelled out causing me to flinch. "You're gonna break it!" He followed saying slightly quieter. 

"FINALLY! Someone isn't a mute!" I breathed out a sigh of relief. "For a second there I thought I was gonna have to annoy you guys to get you to talk to me." I said smiling to myself.

"That was you not annoying us??" Mister twenty tun car man said behind me.

I turned around and soaked in his face. Bruised, gashed, and shame. LOTS and LOTS of shame.

"Please, tell me how it feels to get your ass kicked by a 21 year old girl." I smirked at him, knowing it was gonna piss him off.

"Why you little-" He lung for my throat. I was way to quick for him because before he knew it I already twisted his arm to hear all his joints pop. Shame deepening on his face.

"Just say mercy and I'll let go."I said laughing in my throat.

"EVERYBODY CALM DOWN!" The driver said. 

"Enzo sit back in your seat. Stop trying to challenge the prisoner. Clearly she can beat your ass." The driver said while looking through the rearview mirror.

"Brynn pipe the fuck down and stop hurting my men or else." He gave me the death glare through the mirror. How does know my name?

I release Enzo's arm and turn around shooting daggers back at the driver. 

"or else what." I challenged him.

"Or else the request for you come back alive will seise to exist." He challenged back. 

And he won. That shut me up. All I could work myself up to do back is stick my tongue out at him.

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We've been driving for like an hour and a half outside of the city of New York. How have we not ran out of gas yet?

Where are they taking me?

"Now boys." The driver said ripping me out of my thoughts.

Next thing I knew a thick piece of duck tape went over my mouth and a burlap bag over my head. This thing smells like fucking manure. 

I tried to make some snide comment but the duck tape really held back my remarks. 

Damn. Thats why they did it.

What seemed like 30 minutes later we turned right onto a gravel road. I could feel the bumps of the gravel under the tires. 

Fuck. 

Fuck.

Fuck.

They're gonna murder me in a field where no one will find me and my body is gonna rote alone for the vultures to pick at. 

I gotta come up with an escape plan and quick. Ok. When the car stops and they get out to get me I'll run. 

That's gotta be a good idea right? I'll run as fast as I can in any direction that seems reasonable. 

The car started to slow down. Ok. This is it. This is my moment of possible freedom. 

The goons stepped out and I could hear a pair of foot steps going to the side of the car where I'm sitting. Get ready Brynn. Get ready to run for your life. Thank god you put on your High top Chuck Taylors cause now you have the spirit of Benny 'The Jet' Rodriguez to help you through this. 

The door opened and my heart jumped. I felt a hand grab my the upper part of my right arm. I turned my head with the burlap bag still on and could see and outline of someones head.

I put all the force I could in a head-butt and ran like the dickens. 

"That little bitch broke my nose!" I heard the twenty tun car man(Enzo) yell out.

I'm sprinting. I can feel the gravel under my feet as I ran as fast as I ever could. Then I feel, grass?

Why is there soft plushy grass in the middle of an abandoned field?

While I was running as fast as I could, I didn't get very far. Soon after I heard the mass amount of footsteps trailing behind me I ended up running into a wall. Thank god with all the running my face started to sweat which cause the duck tape to fall off.

"Benny you failed me!" I yelled out laying down on the ground in what felt like a patch of bushes. My head was pounding from whatever the hell I ran into.

"Who the hell is Benny?" The driver dude said as he picked me up from the comfy bush I was laying in.

"You know Benny 'The Jet' Rodriguez" I said in a 'duh' tone because who doesn't know who that is! "You know, from The Sandlot?" I said hoping he got it. Nope. He said nothing. "Really?? You've never seen it? It's a classic man." I said right before he grabbed the bag over my head and ripped it off. 

Damn. 

I was staring at this gorgeous white plantation looking home. The landscaping was impeccable. The front door was black with beautiful windows on the side of it. Black shutters placed perfectly next to every window on the house, ginormous pillars stood in front of the home holding up a gorgeous balcony at the very top of the house. I look to the side of the house and see where I ran into as the bushes in front of the house were a little lopsided due to my body falling onto of them.

Wait. 

"So you guys aren't taking me to an abandoned field to murder me and leave me for the vultures?" I ask looking at driver dude in the face fully now.

"No. No matter how much I want to, Boss would kill me." He said grabbing my arm pulling me onto the steps of the house.

"Boss? Who is your Boos? What would he want with me?" I asked finally about to get some answers around here.

"You'll see." He said in a blunt tone. That kind of scared me a little and I usually don't scare easily.

I guess when I walk through these doors, maybe I'll get the answers that I'm looking for.