Mine

Ch. 3

-------------> Miles up top

Once in the car I passed out. Only to wake up in a bed. Where the hell am I? Trying to sit up I immediately lay back down as my head starts pounding. Slowly memories of last night and other memories come back to me. Taking a deep breath I sit up again slowly.

Standing up my body start shaking uncontrollably. I slowly walk to the door on the right which turns out to be the bathroom. Suddenly my stomach started to tighten and I rush to the toilet throwing up. Flushing the toilet I walk to the sink to rinse out my mouth. Looking up at the mirror I almost screamed.

"Well hello there" my so called best friend said as he look at me through the mirror. "I've got you some stuff" turning around to face him I realize he's holding a change of clothes, toothbrush, towel, and a wash rag.

Cautiously I take the stuff and shut the door and lock it. While in the shower I kept thinking about where I know this guy from. Like I should be terrified right now and don't get me wrong I am a little bit, but the man saved me. He could have killed me or left me there to die.

What if he's just getting me to trust him just so he could use me?

If that was the case then why did he say we used to be best friends? All this thinking is making my head hurt and body shake even worse. Finishing my shower I quickly got ready and left the bathroom just to see the guy sitting on the bed.

"Sit" he says gesturing to the bed. Looking between him and the door I weighed my chances. "You won't make it" walking over to the chair in the corner I sit down facing him. 

 "Where am I?" I ask looking around the room to make sure it's just us two in here.

"My place" No shit sherlock 

"Why am I here?"

"Because I brought you here" is he serious?  "Can you stop being difficult?" he stops and think for a moment then nod his head. "Who are you?"

"You really don't remember me?" I shook my head and he sigh. "DC. We were 10 and was at a community pool that was crowded. A boy thought it was funny to push you under and wouldn't let you back up. So I beat the shit out of him."

"My mom would take us to big china every Wednesday and we would play video games all day" Then it all came back to me. Including the reason why we're no longer friends. "Do you remember me now?"

"Yea. It's just that your name was different back then" 

"Yea back then I went by my mom last name, Hearst." Nodding my head I look down at my shaking hands.

"How long was I out?"

"Two weeks. I had my doctor look over you when you got here. You had some bruised ribs, busted lip, and he checked your-"

"Yea I get it. Thanks for having a doctor look at me. Can I go home now?" I asked getting a little irritated.

"No"

"No?"

"No"

"The fuck do you mean no!?" I stand up with my arms cross while looking at him. "I mean no. I can't let you leave." Without a second thought I run to the door and out of the room.

****

To say I was lost was an understatement. Where the fuck is the stairs. It's been 10 minutes since I left the room that I was in and I still haven't found any stairs. Finally after making a few more turns I found stairs going up and another going down. Taking the stairs going down I quickly found out that I was on the fifth floor.

Catching my breath I start looking for a way out. Turning right into another hall I ran to the first door that I see. It was a bedroom. Looking across the room I see a window. Running towards it I quickly open the window and jump out.

Running to the back of the house I came across a problem. A really big problem. There was a huge wall going around the area. I was stuck here with no way out.

Fuck!

Now I have to walk to the front where I'm pretty sure Enzo will be waiting for me. Walking to the front Enzo was there waiting there typing on his phone. Hearing my footsteps he looks up from his phone and smirk "Welcome back"

Ignoring him I kept walking to the front gate. "I wouldn't do that if I were you" turning around I glare at him. "And why is that?"

"Because that gate is electric" not wanting to get shocked again I move away from the gate and walk back to him. "Let me go."

"No" letting out a frustrated yell I pull my hair and start walking back and forth as my body start to shake. "Why the fuck not! What do you want from me?"

"I can't let you leave. You've seen me kill someone."

"I won't tell anyone. I just want to go home"

Lighting a blunt he shake his head. "See then I have to keep tabs on you to make sure you don't tell anyone and it's just less of a headache if I keep you here." He says as he took a hit of his blunt.

"Where is here exactly?" I ask knowing I'm not in DC. "Italy" staring at him in disbelief I can't believe I'm in Italy. Like I knew I wasn't in DC but I didn't expect to be out of the country.

"Andiamo" he says waving his hand for me to follow him (let's go). Walking back inside the mansion we walk to an elevator.

"There was an elevator here this whole time" I can't believe i went down all those stairs just to find out there is an elevator. Ignoring me he walk to a key pad in the elevator and put in a code.

Once at the floor we walk out the elevator and went down the hall. Turning left and right a few times we walk into this room that looks like an office. Sitting down in a chair behind the desk he gesture for me to sit in the chair in front of the desk.

Before he could say something I remembered something "Izabella! Is she okay? Where is she?"

"She's fine. She had a few bruises when we got ya'll. She said you protected her. Thank you."

"You're welcome. What did they want with her anyway?" Leaning back in his chair he runs his fingers through his hair. "Let's just say my line of work comes with dangerous things to happen and because of it that bitch of a Russian kidnapped her."

"You're in the mafia aren't you?"

Smiling he look at me. "What gave it away?" Shaking my head I knew there was no way I was leaving.

"Welcome to the mafia"