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Beatrice pulls me into a hug, and I let myself break down in her arms.
I really wish I had killed Alessandro. He doesn’t get to live when he made Beatrice and I lose our mother. She would have never allowed Father to send me off to our enemies for a fucking deal. And Father? He knew what he was getting me into. He knew they killed Mother and yet agreed to the fucking deal.
Beatrice holds me in her arms for a while. She runs her fingers through my hair, whispering comforting words in Italian into my ears.
I break the hug the moment the road gets bumpy. The car wobbles as Gabriele drives through a gravel road. It doesn’t look familiar with the tall bushes surrounding the path.
“Where are we going?”
I look outside the window, staring at the path.
“Somewhere safe,” Gabriele replies. His eyes meet mine through the rearview mirror.
I get uneasy with nothing in view but bushes.
“You can trust him, Adriana,” Beatrice says in a low voice, looking into my eyes.
He makes a turn that leads to a black swing gate. Two men with guns hanging on their shoulders are standing by the gate. They hold each side and open it for Gabriele to drive through. Several other men are by the building as we drive in, and Gabriele brings the car to a stop in an open space.
Beatrice opens the door, coming out of the car first. I step out to see a building with armed men around. Three trucks are parked at the side. It looks like their warehouse for storing the drugs. Gabriele joins us outside and leads the way to the building.
“No one’s going to find you here,” he says reassuringly.
A shiver runs through me upon hearing his statement. A large part of me is disturbed and doesn’t believe his words. He has no idea what my father is capable of.
***
It’s been three days since Gabriele brought me here, my room next to his. Beatrice has been around here with me since the day we both arrived. I've been able to rest more and my wound is healing. Gabriele called in a doctor to check on me. The doctor told me I was lucky it was just a graze and it wasn't deep enough to damage any organs. Even with my luck it would still need a couple of weeks, at most, to heal.
I can hear the sound of people's voices and a truck outside. A delivery must have arrived.
I stare at the ceiling, unable to wrap my head around a thought. I’m fighting my own mind and questioning myself about why I didn’t kill Alessandro when I had the chance.
Deep down, I refuse to accept the change. I’ve resented him ever since I found out who he was at the bar. But lately, my vagina has been making all the decisions, allowing Alessandro to have sex with me whenever he wanted.
I almost hate myself for being in the same bed as him. Having him stick his tongue in my mouth and fucking begging him to fuck me. Mother would have a disappointed look at me, watching me now. I groan, kicking my feet into the bed.
The sound coming from outside grows louder. I slip out of bed and look out the window. There’s a very little view of the front yard from here but a sound catches my ears.
Gunshots. And then curses in Italian.
Just as quickly as I opened the curtain, I pull it closed to shut the window, and my heart begins to beat faster as I let out heavy breaths.
“It can’t be. I hope it’s not.”
I jump as the room’s door opens wide. Beatrice walks in frantically.
“You fucking scared me, Beatrice.”
“Father’s men are here.”
I clasp my mouth tight. Beatrice holds my hand and drags me to the bathroom door.
“I need you to hide,” she whispers.
How did they fucking find me?
“They have no idea you’re here. Just some misunderstanding with Gabriele’s men. I’ll come back to let you know when it’s safer outside.”
