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ᴛʀᴇɴᴛᴀᴅᴜᴇ - ᴘᴀꜱᴛ

Maybe it is true that when people begin to care, it is too late. ~ Unknown

Valentinia:

Past (3 years ago).

My eyes widen simultaneously with Acer's. I could feel myself trembling, but I couldn't utter a word as his hand was tightly held upon my mouth.

Looking at Acer with a pleading look absorbing my eyes, I silently plead with him to run or getaway. But, he shakes his head and looks down at himself, as if he was telling me that he couldn't. Not just physically but mentally; he didn't want to leave me alone with him.

I mumble into his hand and shake my head furiously from side to side, attempting to release myself from his hold. But, he grabs my neck with his other hand and squeezes it tightly in a warning.

"Let her... go." Acer commanded bravely, he tried to shift himself, so that he was seated upwards on the couch.

But, his left arm collapsed beneath him, due to his wounded shoulder. The blood was pouring out of his new bullet wound, like a never-ending tap, running in gallons. His face was converted into one that could be described as nothing but pure anguish, tears were threatening to spill from out of his tightly clenched eyes.

"Tsk, tsk. What are you going to do about it, little boy?" Mr Morelli questioned, mockingly. I could feel the hideous smirk plastered upon his stupid face. His breath was blowing against the back of my neck, showing me that he holds all of the control.

Acer remained quiet, I don't think he thought this through. He needs to remain silent so that he doesn't provoke him any further. I don't want him to get hurt any more than he already has.

"That's what I thought, you're a coward. Pathetic." Mr Morelli sneered, his chin resting on my shoulder. In- turn, causing me to shudder in repugnance.

"Lwtgwowovmwe." I mumbled, demanding my release. However, it came out unrecognisably and jumbled.

"What was that Bambina?" He muttered into my ear, darkly. His lips skimming down the length of my neck, causing the hairs along my arms to stand up.

"Argh!" I screamed, frustrated into his palm. I was still on my knees, therefore it made it a lot more difficult to try and escape. Plus, I can't put too much pressure onto my thigh, otherwise, more blood would rupture from out my wound.

"Oh, is my baby Leonessa getting angry?" He teased into my ear, I could feel his erratic heartbeat thumping against my back. His hard chest was moulded in the slight curve of my back.

Raising my elbow, I shove it back hard into his chest. He lets out a shocked grumble, but it doesn't affect him. However, he does release my mouth, to manipulate my hair with his fingers.

"She is angry. Feisty. I happen to love feistiness." He said teasingly in my hair, his hands now snaking around my waist, ensuring that I can't get away from him.

"Oh, angry is a fucking understatement, I am fucking raging." I snarled, digging my nails harshly into his hands that are still tightly grasped around my waist.

"Hmm, now you know how I fucking feel." He snarled back. His mood changed from teasing and playful to angry within thirty seconds.

"Are you bipolar?" I randomly asked, changing the topic.

I need to steer his anger away from Acer so that he doesn't harm him any further. I thought, pondering. However, I was curious to know whether he had bipolar or not.