Zane and Pedro's eyes flew open in disbelief, their lips flown open but withdrew themselves from sayings anything.
"Time's over. Leave." Rico commanded, calmly.
"Are you fucking mad? You just killed him. You killed Luis!" I yelled, tears gathering my eyes and my breaths heavy.
"It's my choice if wether or not I want him dead." He informed calmly, yet again and I stared in awe.
My figure rushed over to Luis, his fractured skull was definitely not fixable.
A little skin contact I made with his, made my entire figure coated with blood.
There was no need to call for help, there was no chance of him being alive.
"Leave." Rico said, caring less about the situation.
"No! No,no, no, no...Rico how could you?" Tears rolled down my eyes as his nonchalant pair stared at me.
"I should ask you the same thing... How could you just kiss my mother's killer?" He questioned and I stared with strained brows.
"Who knows if you ever cared about her or if you just helped because this bloke was in the picture." He continued and I couldn't say or do anything other than stare.
'I helped in the investigation just because I was forced to. I didn't know anything about Isabella nor the fact that she was dead, I certainly didn't care. You forced me in all this with that stupid agreement.' I ached to say but couldn't, I was too out of breath to.
"Leave."He said once more.
"Fuck you!"
"Isabella's dead and there's nothing you can do to revive her. No matter how many people you suffer and the number of people you continuously kill for her. None of this would fucking bring her back Rico, get that into your fucking skull." I stood, leaving the place immediately, not wanting to be anywhere near him ever again.
He seemed to love to ruin everything I cared about.
This is it. This is enough reason to know that I could never settle with Rico.
"Tasha! Tasha!" I sounded, seeing her across the the halls.
"Where is this place? What country are we in?" I questioned and she stared for a couple minutes before dragging me towards a door and pushing us in the room.
"We're in Italy." She said in a whisper.
"Do you know your way around here?... please, I have to leave. The life of my family is at stake, the lives of everyone here is... Rico is unstable, he's a psycho... he is mad. He can just kill all of us here in a blink of an eye." I begged.
"I know you want to escape, but I'm not sure that's possible with Rico around... trust me, I want to help you but I'm not sure I can." She informed.
"Then we just have to fine a way for him to leave."
***
Two days had gone by, both Tasha and I restless on the plan and wether it was going to work out or not.
"You aren't gone yet? This ceremony is one in a life time, I would hate for you to miss it." Tasha stated to Rico who seemed to not be listening.
"Father and Frenaldo are going to be there. They would surely hate it if you don't arrive." Tasha continued and took the fake invitation we made, off the counter and handed it over to Rico for the second time now.
"I would have to call them and inform them that I wouldn't be able to make it..." Rico said and Tasha quickly interrupted; "No...you can't miss out on this, powerful men would be there, awards would be given. Wouldn't it be great if you got the most honored mafia of the year award."
He started to think about the request, it was read all over his face. He was finally convinced.
"Where is it held?" He questioned. "Spain."
"You can come back right after... and don't worry about those little pests, you know I can handle them." She grinned and he responded with a slight smile.
"If any of them so tries to escape at your supervision, I wouldn't think twice to kill you." He sternly said and she plastered an unsteady grin on her face.
————
"He's gone." Tasha flew open the door and whispered.
"I heard everything. Are you going to be okay?" I had to ask, making sure that I'm not putting her life on the line to save mine.
"He's bluffing. He can't touch me talk more of killing me. That was just one of his empty threats." She mentioned with an assuring smile.
"Let's go."
She rushed out the room and to the twins.
"Brynn, Brittany... we're going out for ice cream!" She said and they shrieked, rushing out of their beds.
She did the same to Cole and convinced him to leave too.
"Do you have everything packed?" I asked Ace and Rowan, their reply with a steady nod.
We all walked down the halls, Tasha taking the lead.
I stopped right at the wooden door.
"We have to take them along." I insisted.
We couldn't just leave Pedro and Zane here to die, I could never live with the guilt.
Tasha nodded and I tried to push open the door but it didn't budge.
"It's locked." I sighed out.
Tasha directed us to an empty room.
"Stay here as I go get the keys." She said and softly shut the door.
A few minutes went by and I could hear their conversations. Tasha and Spider.
"I am a member of the Rodriguez family and I command you to give me the keys." Tasha ordered.
"You might be but your not my boss, you're just his younger sister." Spider informed.
"Hand it." She said, sounding more furious as no reply came from him.
"Stay in here, I'll be right back." I said to everyone, mostly Ace.
"What are you doing here, get back to your room." Spider commanded the moment I slowly approached them.
"Get going or else I'll be forced to send you back myself." He uttered when I got inches away from them.
"I'll hold him back and you take the keys." Tasha whispered and I replied with a slight nod.
"Don't be like that. Just hand over the keys and we would be on our way out." Tasha states, taking small steps near his figure, soon getting a hold of his arms and crossing them over his back.
"Get them!" She ordered and I rushed for the group of keys dangling from his trousers.
Not a second after he got free from her hold, harshly pushing her on the wall behind them, her body now laying helpless on the floor.
I went wherever the wind could take me as I ran away from the hundred foot man on my tail.
Not to my avail he got up to me, slamming my body on the wall, squeezing out the little left in me, out my throat.
My eyes widened when he quickly brought out a pistol from behind him, pressing it on the side of my head.
I should've known this was a fucking bad idea.
"I hate when people play with me... it fucking gets to my last nerve." He reminded, sinking the gun more into my skin.
I couldn't do anything. I was weak enough from not being able to breath, there was no possible way that I could fight my way out of this.
I really hope they find their way out of this place when I'm gone.
I want nothing more than their safety.
"Get the hell away from her!" Ace's harsh tone was heard from the hallway as my blurry vision tried to get a glance at him.
I didn't know what happened next, all I could hear was a loud bang and my skin slowly being released, my body falling right beside that of Spider.
"Are you okay? Please tell me you're okay." Ace pleaded while rubbing my face harshly.
"I'm fine." I managed to cough out and saw his relived face with a smile.
He picked me up with his shoulders as we passed the body that was now in a pool of blood.
Spider's dead.
He took the keys off me and flew opened the wooden door, my physique sitting right behind that of Tasha.
Blood at the side of her head, the slight taps I placed on her skin was to no use, she was definitely unconscious.
I hope she's alive.
Pedro and Zane looked more in pain than the last time I saw them.
"I had to rescue you both, to prove I'm not a bad person." I said to them with a strained smile.
"Go get them." I ordered to Ace and he rushed to get the rest.
"Let's be quick with whatever you have in mind. Rico isn't dumb, and once he gets back here he wouldn't be fucking glad about any of this." Pedro informed.
"We're in Italy, I know a couple of people here and there. Luckily we would find a place to stay for the night." He continued and I nodded.
"What happened to her?" Brittany rushed to Tasha with a worried look.
"Tash? Aunty T?" Brynn soon came too, both of them giving her little taps.
"She's fine... believe me." I informed.
"She's not. She's bleeding." Coal yelled and I stared, not having anything to cover up with.
"Less talk. Let's go. Now!" Pedro ordered, rushing out the door as everyone else slowly followed in sync.
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