Till now I have suffered my multiple bumps on my head and felt the truck in which I am currently in taking a lots of turns and breaks till it actually slowed down and stopped somewhere after God knows how many hours.
I kept my mouth shut when I felt the box being picked up and moved to some machine which was taking me away to some place. I do hope that it's the cargo hold of the private jet Adrian had told me about.
The small hole drilled a few inches away from my face was the only source of my light, air and the guesses I make about the places I might be at. I have never been outside the Agostini mansion and have only seen the mansion grounds and the grounds which covered outside the mansion. All sorts of groceries used to come in huge boxes whereas the vegetables were grown in the mansion grounds itself.
A few more seconds later I felt the box being kept on a surface and I heard many voices of the men speaking in fast Italian.
As Adrian himself warned me about no shoe prints and footprints on the soft baby clothes, I had took off my only pair of sandals. I didn't had much throughout my stay at the mansion. Just a pair of jeans and red hoodie which I am wearing, three maid uniforms and three night gowns. When I got shot in my leg, I was given shorts to wear. No dresses.
Few minutes later, the voices started to fade away one by one and footsteps retreated back.
Then there was total silence.
And I can't do anything except to wait.
I stayed quiet inside the box when suddenly, I felt everything around me started to vibrate and a deafening sound of engine pierced my ears, the clothes started shaking and tossing, the surface underneath me vibrated which made my whole body jerk along with it and I realised.
Holy shit. The plane is moving.
The plane is moving! The plane is moving! I laughed in happiness. I got out of the mansion right under the Agostini son's nose and now I am going to leave the country. He doesn't even know it!
In your face Leonardo Agostini. I'm going to make sure that you will never find out about this and never catch me, then I will have the last laugh when I'll go running to my parent's embrace when they'll open the door of our home and continue living my life again.
But if they—No negative thoughts! No negative thoughts! I have come so far and done so much to reach home. I am not going to let any negativities take over my mind and ruin my soon to be bounded happiness.
I braced myself as I felt everything including the box getting tilted and the plane took off.
Goodbye Italy! Sweet America, here I come!
A few more minutes passed and I felt everything getting straightened, indicating that the plane is now high up in the air.
Now what? It's either Adrian comes down here and gets me out of this box or I keep waiting for several hours till I land on America and make a run for it without anybody seeing me.
What am I even saying? I'm going to land on an airport. Airport means tight security, but aren't these guys the total opposite of security? I'll just have to blend in with the crowd.
I heaved a sigh and picked up a baby cloth. Hmm, it says my monkey.
"Ten little monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell down and broke his leg. Mama called the doctor and the doctor said..." I started singing one of the nursery rhymes in hopes that it will help me pass the time.
"...three little monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell down and broke his—" I stopped abruptly when I heard footsteps approaching me.
"Amelia?" Adrian whispered.
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Romance"You seriously thought that you will jump from the window and escape?" "Yes." "Tsk. Tsk. That's so sad, but I guess you didn't think that you'd land straight on my back, didn't you?" My breath hitched when I heard the gun click in the darkness. "N-N...
