Sicily, Italy
The Romano Brothers Residence-
Ryan
I WOKE UP FEELING BOTH MY HEART AND HEAD POUND, it felt like I was having a hangover. I held my up slowly sitting up, with my eyes closed to shut out the bright sun that was going to end up making my headache worse if my opened them.
I reached out for my nightstand, touching around for my phone when I realize I couldn't be in my room. I quickly open my eyes to find myself in a different bed, as well as a different room.
There was no sun light either, the room was cold and dark. The room was big and only had a few furniture pieces in it, I breathed heavily looking around in confusing, remembering the events that led up to this moment.
Fear grips my heart and my world comes crashing down all over again when I come to the realization I was kidnapped. I looked down quickly realizing I still had the same dirty and bloody clothes on from yesterday, allowing me to let out a sigh in relief as scary thoughts disappeared.
I rose to my feet immediately feeling dizzy, my throat felt dry and I felt weak, I read about something like this in class. It must've been a reaction to whatever those men drugged me with.
I breathed heavily looking around the large antic looking room before rushing to the dark curtains of the large window.
I looked out to nothing but green land, and it looked like miles of it. I looked down to see how far I was from the ground, and realized I had to be on the second story, if I jumped out it was possible that I'd either fracture my foot. Despite the opinions I had, I rather take the chance of getting a fracture and walking out of here alive, rather leaving this room through the door and being able to leave at all.
I yanked the blinds up before reaching the lock on the window, unlocking it causing to me slightly smile, I lift the window pushing it up, before preparing myself to get out and jump. I placed one leg out of the edge, before looking out and then looking down.
I struggled to remain calm, feeling my heart pound, I inhaled and exhaled deeply trying to tell myself that everything would be okay. I had to be, no... I was going to be.
I then exit the room, sitting on the edge of the window, holding the wall tightly. I bit my lip nervously, as my thoughts told me to stop being such a pussy and just jump.
Ignoring the thoughts telling me to go back inside, I jumped down managing to fall on the grass part of the yard, instead of the ground, surprising myself for not breaking a bone or something.
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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 | 𝟏𝟖+
Romance"Love for people like me, comes at a cost" in which a girls life is changed forever by a split-second decision to save a man's life. rated: MATURE | R | 18+ slow-burn BOOK ONE