I stood up and walked over to the door, then looked out the peep hole and froze. I backed away from the door and then it was kicked open. "Oh Princess!" he said and caught sight of me; I was against the table, with Conner and Murphy jumping up behind me. "There you are." He grinned and started toward me, I went to reach for my knives, and then I realized they were still on the table beside my bed. 'SHIT!' I thought and glared at him. "Don't call me that." I was grateful that my voice wasn't shaky. "Your daddy has missed you so much, he sent me to find you and bring you home. It's time for you to take over." "I'm NEVER going back. You can tell him I said to go to hell!" I hissed and he just shook his head.
"I guess it's my lucky day, he said that you were old enough. Said that if you refused, I could take you by force and on the way home, maybe have some fun." My throat dried and I gripped the table in fury. "I don't care, you know I'm not some kid anymore, I'm not going to take a beating this time." "Oh, you didn't that last time, did you? The time you ran away?" I completely froze, tears rimmed my eyes and I would have sunk to the floor if not for the hold I had on the table.
"Oh memories coming back? Isn't that the dress you were wearing? It still fits you perfectly." He smirked and took a step toward me when Murphy and Conner step in front of me. "Guys…" I whispered, barely able to talk at all. The memories crashed back on me and I realized that I had to get away. "You should leave now" Conner said and Murphy agreed. "Oh, got new bodyguards, thought you wouldn't risk anyone else anymore?" I realized that if I didn't act, Conner and Murphy would try to protect me and might get hurt or worse, killed.
I lifted a shaky hand and placed it on Murphy's shoulder, they both glanced at me. "P-please, go." I whispered in a small tone. I looked up at him and said, "I'll go with you, but let these two go, they aren't bodyguards, they were just trying to help me settle. I'll go back and do whatever you want, just let them go." I felt the tears dropping from my cheeks and I stared at him. "Whatever I want?" I nodded my head and his face lit up with desire.
"Get out of here wimps, we have business." He said and started toward me, they didn't move, so I pushed off the table and shoved against them, pushing them past the goon and toward the door. I stood up straight and looked at each of them. "Go" I whispered and then his hand was on my chin and jerked my head to make me look at him. I refused to jerk away or spit in his face and then he let my chin go, only to let his hands go to my shoulder and then down my arms and to my waist, I tried to stop crying, but it was no use.
I felt his hand on my ass and the other was holding the hem of my dress. He started to lift it up when I brought my hand to stop him, "Let them leave first." I whispered and he frowned, but nodded. I watched them walk into the hallway and then he kicked the door shut. "Now, where were we?" I lifted my hand to his face and caressed it gently, then trailed it to the back of his neck. I put my other hand on the other side and he just smiled at me, his expression just screaming what he wanted to do to me.
I closed my eyes and he started to lean in when I flashed my eyes open, jerked his head down and into my knee, which I jerked up as fast as I could. He yelled and I shoved him back and took off running into the bedroom. "FUCKING BITCH!" he screamed and I grabbed my knives and both daggers. I opened the window as he appeared in the door way. I hurried out and saw there was a ledge, but it wasn't that wide. I slid across it, trying to get away from the window and felt my back scraping the wall.
I got as far as I could go when his head appeared out the window. His face was bloody and blood still rushed from his nose. I looked down and saw it wasn't that high, but if I jumped, I would probably break my legs, which I needed these days. I looked up and saw a metal railing, the fire escape. I would get on the roof and figure something out. I turned myself slowly and reached for the railing, but it was too high. I would have to jump. I took a deep breath, and then closed my eyes. I would only have one shot. I jumped and felt my fingers touch the cold metal; I closed my fingers fast and felt a tiny jerk. I opened my eyes to see I had barely made it.
I put my belts and daggers into my mouth and got a good grip with both hands and pulled myself up. I got up there and he saw where I was going and disappeared. I quickly made my way to the roof and saw the door. He would come up here, I knew he would. I strapped my belts on and placed my daggers them too. I hurried over and got behind it, then climbed on top of it, I would wait 'til he came, then get him by surprise. I waited and the door never opened, I sighed a breath of relief and then the door busted open and Conner was shoved out into my view and Murphy followed, being held in an arm lock.
I held my breath and saw Conner start to get up, but he was kicked in the stomach and he cough. SHIT! I sighed and grabbed the edge of my hiding spot and flipped over and kicked the goon in the back, setting Murphy free. He stumbled forward, and then went to his brother. I walked between them, and pointed to the door. "Go; hurry before he comes after you again." I said and saw him turn to us with a smirk. "That actually hurt." I nodded and Conner stood up.
"Go Marietta, we can handle him." I smiled at them, they wouldn't stand a chance. This guy was the head guy in my father's gang. He is the strongest, so the guys had to go. "Don't make me laugh!" he said and I nodded, "Guys, you can't take him, I'm sorry, but just go." I pleaded with them, meeting Murphy's eyes to see his anger at the man. "Oh princess, you know I don't like being ignored." I torn my gaze from Murphy and faced him. "I'm getting to you, Mario." I said and he frowned. "Why say my name? Normally you call me bastard and goon." I smiled. "Not sure. Guess I wanted you to hear it before you die." He glanced around and laughed nervously. I took a step toward him, "What's wrong? Scared of me?"
I took another step when he ran at me, pulling out a gun. I dove to the side, throwing a knife at his hand, it hit and he dropped his gun. I ran at him, ducked a punch and tripped him with a sweep kick. I rolled over to the gun and grabbed it, pointing it at him. He stood and jerked out the knife in his hand. He twisted it in his hand and turned to see me with his gun. "It's over." I said and felt shocked at how cold my voice sounded. He smiled and took a step toward me.
"You won't shoot me, you never came to my class, and said guns were pointless and destructive. You probably can't even use it properly." He took another step and I gently squeezed the trigger and aimed for his shoulder, the sound was loud and it was followed by screaming. "I could've killed you" I said with a smirk, and then I saw my hands start to shake as I realized I just shot him. I stood up and took a step away from everyone.
I kept staring at Mario; he was still cussing and holding his bleeding shoulder. I couldn't speak; I just kept taking small steps away from him, my body starting to shake. I stopped when I realized that Conner and Murphy were still up there. I dropped the gun and looked at them both, they were staring at me. "You didn't kill him." My vision was clouded by tears, "I don't think I can." I whispered and sank to my knees. I covered my ears with my hands, trying to stop the yelling coming from Mario, and it was my fault.
Killing…nothing good can come of it.
