"If you look closer, we're all covered in concealer."
-Anonymous
Francesca River de Luca
"Figlio di puttana!"
I am startled awake as Leone curses out loudly.
"Richiama. Voglio uno stronzo vivo."
He screams out again. I register the flying bullets and the way above speed limit dashing of the car we're in.
"What is going on?" I rasp out, eye wide in astonishment.
"Go back to sleep." He tries a normal voice.
"Well, you should have used a silencer in your throat before you screamed out like a banshee." I growl at him as I push against his hold.
"Shut up." He spits and pulls me back into him.
Shielding me.
Protecting me in his arms.
The car shrieks a terrible noise of protest as it sways towards left.
"Guida correttamente." Again Leone screams.
"Capo, siamo alla ricerca."
The driver almost screams.
Barely managing to keep the car on track and replying back to his capo.
I snort a laugh.
"Idiot." I say
The next thing I feel is a sudden slam as Leone pulls me impossibly closer making the seat belt dig under my breast painfully making a scream tear through me.
Leone slams his head on the glass of the window, as the car is turned on its side.
His blood mixes with sweat and dribbles down to his chin.
"Are you okay?" His voice is muffled out by the ringing in my ears.
Another slam on the car further makes it skid like an angry skater.
I let out a shriek over Leone's and the driver's curses and screams.
Leone curses and tries to get seat belt off but it's tangled and stuck.
His movements are jerky, his left hand bleeds into my palms as he tugs the belts.
"Capo."
The driver hands him something, I realize it's a switch blade as the steel flashes the sunlight into my eyes.
Leone cuts my seat belt first, I breath out and take the blade from him as he slumps a little to cut his seat belt.
I cut frantically and barely a thread remains as the door to my side or should I say over my head, opens and I am dragged backwards roughly.
My hands reach out to hold onto my gravity at the moment.
Leone.
"Francesca."
The scream that tears through Leone is terrifying, it promises only pain and nothing else.
He tears the remaining belt with bare hands as he lungs forward, a little too late as he takes my shoe.
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Romance"You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you. That's where I'll be waiting" - Peter Pan Francesca finds herself under a wedlock she can't seem to escape t...
