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CLANK

The sound of metal hitting the floor brought you back to reality. You breathed heavily. You didn't remember what happened in a few minutes earlier. It was like you had just woken up from sleep. Everything was black before. You turned your head a bit and you winced. You brought your hand to touched the spot and felt something was wet, it was bleeding. What made your head hurt? You could not remember that much. You then slowly scanned the room you were in right now, you were in the kitchen, in your house. You wanted to get the first aid kit you often used but then you tripped over something big. You fell to the floor but you had your hand held you from falling completely and that was when you saw your hands. They were covered with blood...

You were shocked. It felt like your heart jumped. What happened? you thought. You slowly looked over your shoulder to see what made you trip and what you saw... was the dead body of your 'mother'. Her mouth was agaped, her eyes were wide opened and her chest was bloody. You crawled back, now you remembered what happened.

You were adopted to this family around ten years ago. You were loved by your father but not the rest of the family. Your father died two years ago… and ever since his dead, your live looked like hell. Your ‘mother’ and her children, you ‘siblings’ treated you badly like a servant of the house. You didn’t know what lead them to do that but you could feel that they hated you from the first time your father adopted you. Today, you were helping your ‘mother’ to cook dinner. However, you took the wrong ingredients and she became angry and beat you with the spatula she held. Your head and your body were hurt. You could not do anything but screamed in pain. Your sight began to blur and when you saw knife on the chopping board beside you, everything went black.

Now you recalled everything… You took the knife and stabbed her without holding back. In an instant, her movements stopped and she fell to the floor while you were still holding the knife until your grip loosened. You began to be chased by fear as you stood quickly and ran to the door, slammed it opened and ran away from your hell.

You ran and ran. You felt like something chased you but nothing and no one was there. You wanted to run until you were freed from your hell, from your ‘mother'… from the fear which chased you.

After sometimes you felt like forever, your legs became heavy and you turned left to the small alley. You leaned on the wall, the pain on your head started again. You fell to your knees. You were not able to stand on your feet again as they pained a lot. You just noticed your feet were injured because of the small rocks along the way.

You heard grumbles from the sky and water began to pour down, washing your hand from blood. You smiled a bit as if to thank the rain. Times passed and you wanted to stay awake before your ‘siblings’ get you here. However, your body became heavy, so did your eyelids. Just before you fell unconscious from blood lost, you saw beautiful purple orbs in front of you.

~Someone else’s POV~

“Shit, that stupid fratello… I wonder why he can’t just die…” I cursed.

That Flavio bastard took my entertainment and didn’t share with me. I stormed out from his house and it seemed the sky didn’t like me, it started to rain. I didn’t care and just walked. Just some meters from my house something annoyed me.

“This… scent of blood… it’s so annoying…”

I followed the scent and it led me to a small alley. I saw someone was sitting there, there’s no way it was hers… I approached her and the scent became thicker and thicker. I scanned her as I walked to her. She had beautiful hair, I couldn’t see her face. Her body was beaten and some parts were bleeding, is it really hers? I asked myself again. Just as I was in front of her, she fainted.

Seeing her unconscious state, something felt strange in my mind… It was so interesting… I never felt like this before. I picked her up and brought her to my house.

~Normal POV~

You opened your eyes, adjusting to the light. You winced because of the pain on your head. You touched it and you were surprised as your injury was bandaged. You slowly got up and looked surround you. You were in a room with blood red and black painting. The bed you were in were red blood, the blanket and the pillow were black mixed with dark brown. This is not your house, you thought. You felt your feet hurt but they were also bandaged. Who did this?

Just after the question, the door creaked opened. You turned your head to see who it was. It was a man; he was wearing a tan uniform and a hat with matching color. His hair was dark brown and he had a curl hanging on the right of his hair. What made you stared at him was his shining purple eyes. They were so beautiful.

“Oh, you’re awake?” his deep voice snapped you out from your mind.

He approached you and sat on the side of the bed. He brought his face close to yours. You blushed and he smirked. “What’s your name, ragazza?” he suddenly asked.

“Ah-uh.. (name)…”

“(name)… it’s so bella like yourself…” he said. His voice was so seductive yet scary. You shivered from his voice. When the silence came, suddenly your stomach growled. He was surprised that he moved back. You looked down, embarrassed. “Looks like you’re hungry, bella…” he said as he stood and walked to the door.

You brought your feet to the floor, but when they came in contact with cold floor, they hurt. “Ah, wait!” you said.

He turned and asked, “What?”

“I… I can’t walk… my feet hurt,” you said as you looked to your feet then to him.

“Well, who said to follow me?” he said, “Rimani qui. Non andare da nessuna parte,” he said.

“Sorry, I don’t understand…”

He smirked and said it again but with much darker aura and it felt like his voice was as sharp as a knife. You didn’t understand what he said but that was enough to make you froze. Then he closed the door, leaving you behind.

After half an hour, he came back with a plate of pasta in his hand, “Ragazza, you’re still here?”

You looked at him and nodded. He approached you and set the plate in front of you. “Take it or leave it. Don’t complain,” he said. You took the fork to start eating but he stopped you, “Wait,” he said as he grabbed your hand which held the fork. You automatically faced him and out of the blue, he lessened the distance between your faces and kissed you on the lips. Your eyes widened at the contact and in just seconds he pulled back, saying “You got blood on your lips, bella. The pasta won’t be delicious with that.”

You blushed really red just like tomatoes and quickly looked down at pasta and began eating it. The man, however, just chuckled to himself as he saw your reaction. “By the way…” he started again, “My name’s Luciano… Hope you remember that.”

You kept eating but you sure heard him when he said his name and the threat after that. After you eat, he took the plate and went outside without any talk.

~time skip~

It had been a week since that man, Luciano, took you in his house. You were not allowed to go outside his bedroom for five days and that meant you had to sleep together with him. Not that you really disagreed but you felt something was not right like that. Your injuries had been healed completely and now you could wander around the house for the least. You also had cleaned yourself, especially your hand from stink of blood. He was going to what he mentioned the world meeting but you didn’t really listening that time.

A week with him was rather nice since you were not treated as badly as with your ‘family’. You could sleep in a comfy bed, help him cook without trouble and do everything without worrying to be beaten or to be mocked. Also he was kind and nice towards you despite his first behavior. You really wanted to live with him now but you could not involve him any longer. You were sure that your ‘siblings’ were looking for you for you had killed their mother. What if your ‘siblings’ found you and because of you Luciano was jailed too? You didn’t want that. So you decided to go away from this house, as far as you could… so no one would find you…

“But how do I do it…? He always holds me tight whenever he sleeps…” you mumbled. Soon after, the front door was slammed opened and some police officers barged in. You, who were sitting on the couch, were very surprised. They had found you, even before you ran from Luciano’s house… Oh, God… now Luciano would surely get involved. The officers pointed their guns to you as they ordered you to put your hands behind your head and freeze. An officer cuffed your hand and brought you outside the house. There, you saw your ‘siblings’. They wore those faces they always had in front of you. You disgusted them, you knew that.

The officer pushed you from behind, forcing you to walk. You didn’t ready your leg and just fell forward. Your ‘siblings’ laughed at you and mocked with names. You felt like you were about to cry. You wanted to get this done quickly, before Luciano came home and saw you like this. Why? Because you’d fallen in love for him before you realized it.

When the officers beside you were about to make you stand, screams of pain were heard from behind your ‘siblings’. The other officers there were shooting at someone but it seemed they missed and got hurt instead. The screams stopped and you could saw someone was standing a distance behind your ‘siblings’. “Don’t fuck with me…” a voice came. Your ‘siblings’ turned they body as they were scared and before they knew who it was, four knives stabbed them right at the heart. They fell to the ground, lifeless. You saw that and became terrified as well. The officers beside you drew their gun and again before that could shoot, knives were thrown and stabbed them.

You were scared now.

You looked back at that someone who did all these. He approached you and knelt beside you, unlocking the handcuffs. You brought yourself to sit and he suddenly hugged you. When you see his curl and his hat, you knew that he was Luciano. “Lu… Luciano, I—“

“Tu sei mia, mia bella ragazza,” he said with his deep, sexy voice into your ear.

“Huh?”

“Sei solo mia. Non permetterò a nessuno di portarti via da me…”

He released his hug and kissed you in somewhat passionately way. You kissed back and after a while both of you pulled back.

Luciano helped you stand and said, “It’s good to have you, bella… You don’t have that low level blood within you…”

“Low level…?”

“You know you reek of blood that time… Don’t tell me you’re not…”

You didn’t reply. He was complimenting you… in an odd way but still he said something nice about you. You looked at the floor, blushing heavily. Before he could speak again, you decided to change the topic, “Um… by the way, what did you say in Italian before?”

“Hm? Which?”

“When you killed the officers…”

“Oh… Tu sei mia… You are mine… I won’t let them take you from me…”

You lifted your head and saw that devilish smirk of his.

“… Forever.”

Description

CLANK

The sound of metal hitting the floor brought you back to reality. You breathed heavily. You didn't remember what happened in a few minutes earlier. It was like you had just woken up from sleep. Everything was black before. You turned your head a bit and you winced. You brought your hand to touched the spot and felt something was wet, it was bleeding. What made your head hurt? You could not remember that much. You then slowly scanned the room you were in right now, you were in the kitchen, in your house. You wanted to get the first aid kit you often used but then you tripped over something big. You fell to the floor but you had your hand held you from falling completely and that was when you saw your hands. They were covered with blood...

You were shocked. It felt like your heart jumped. What happened? you thought. You slowly looked over your shoulder to see what made you trip and what you saw... was the dead body of your 'mother'. Her mouth was agaped, her eyes were wide opened and her chest was bloody. You crawled back, now you remembered what happened.

You were adopted to this family around ten years ago. You were loved by your father but not the rest of the family. Your father died two years ago… and ever since his dead, your live looked like hell. Your ‘mother’ and her children, you ‘siblings’ treated you badly like a servant of the house. You didn’t know what lead them to do that but you could feel that they hated you from the first time your father adopted you. Today, you were helping your ‘mother’ to cook dinner. However, you took the wrong ingredients and she became angry and beat you with the spatula she held. Your head and your body were hurt. You could not do anything but screamed in pain. Your sight began to blur and when you saw knife on the chopping board beside you, everything went black.

Now you recalled everything… You took the knife and stabbed her without holding back. In an instant, her movements stopped and she fell to the floor while you were still holding the knife until your grip loosened. You began to be chased by fear as you stood quickly and ran to the door, slammed it opened and ran away from your hell.

You ran and ran. You felt like something chased you but nothing and no one was there. You wanted to run until you were freed from your hell, from your ‘mother'… from the fear which chased you.

After sometimes you felt like forever, your legs became heavy and you turned left to the small alley. You leaned on the wall, the pain on your head started again. You fell to your knees. You were not able to stand on your feet again as they pained a lot. You just noticed your feet were injured because of the small rocks along the way.

You heard grumbles from the sky and water began to pour down, washing your hand from blood. You smiled a bit as if to thank the rain. Times passed and you wanted to stay awake before your ‘siblings’ get you here. However, your body became heavy, so did your eyelids. Just before you fell unconscious from blood lost, you saw beautiful purple orbs in front of you.

~Someone else’s POV~

“Shit, that stupid fratello… I wonder why he can’t just die…” I cursed.

That Flavio bastard took my entertainment and didn’t share with me. I stormed out from his house and it seemed the sky didn’t like me, it started to rain. I didn’t care and just walked. Just some meters from my house something annoyed me.

“This… scent of blood… it’s so annoying…”

I followed the scent and it led me to a small alley. I saw someone was sitting there, there’s no way it was hers… I approached her and the scent became thicker and thicker. I scanned her as I walked to her. She had beautiful hair, I couldn’t see her face. Her body was beaten and some parts were bleeding, is it really hers? I asked myself again. Just as I was in front of her, she fainted.

Seeing her unconscious state, something felt strange in my mind… It was so interesting… I never felt like this before. I picked her up and brought her to my house.

~Normal POV~

You opened your eyes, adjusting to the light. You winced because of the pain on your head. You touched it and you were surprised as your injury was bandaged. You slowly got up and looked surround you. You were in a room with blood red and black painting. The bed you were in were red blood, the blanket and the pillow were black mixed with dark brown. This is not your house, you thought. You felt your feet hurt but they were also bandaged. Who did this?

Just after the question, the door creaked opened. You turned your head to see who it was. It was a man; he was wearing a tan uniform and a hat with matching color. His hair was dark brown and he had a curl hanging on the right of his hair. What made you stared at him was his shining purple eyes. They were so beautiful.

“Oh, you’re awake?” his deep voice snapped you out from your mind.

He approached you and sat on the side of the bed. He brought his face close to yours. You blushed and he smirked. “What’s your name, ragazza?” he suddenly asked.

“Ah-uh.. (name)…”

“(name)… it’s so bella like yourself…” he said. His voice was so seductive yet scary. You shivered from his voice. When the silence came, suddenly your stomach growled. He was surprised that he moved back. You looked down, embarrassed. “Looks like you’re hungry, bella…” he said as he stood and walked to the door.

You brought your feet to the floor, but when they came in contact with cold floor, they hurt. “Ah, wait!” you said.

He turned and asked, “What?”

“I… I can’t walk… my feet hurt,” you said as you looked to your feet then to him.

“Well, who said to follow me?” he said, “Rimani qui. Non andare da nessuna parte,” he said.

“Sorry, I don’t understand…”

He smirked and said it again but with much darker aura and it felt like his voice was as sharp as a knife. You didn’t understand what he said but that was enough to make you froze. Then he closed the door, leaving you behind.

After half an hour, he came back with a plate of pasta in his hand, “Ragazza, you’re still here?”

You looked at him and nodded. He approached you and set the plate in front of you. “Take it or leave it. Don’t complain,” he said. You took the fork to start eating but he stopped you, “Wait,” he said as he grabbed your hand which held the fork. You automatically faced him and out of the blue, he lessened the distance between your faces and kissed you on the lips. Your eyes widened at the contact and in just seconds he pulled back, saying “You got blood on your lips, bella. The pasta won’t be delicious with that.”

You blushed really red just like tomatoes and quickly looked down at pasta and began eating it. The man, however, just chuckled to himself as he saw your reaction. “By the way…” he started again, “My name’s Luciano… Hope you remember that.”

You kept eating but you sure heard him when he said his name and the threat after that. After you eat, he took the plate and went outside without any talk.

~time skip~

It had been a week since that man, Luciano, took you in his house. You were not allowed to go outside his bedroom for five days and that meant you had to sleep together with him. Not that you really disagreed but you felt something was not right like that. Your injuries had been healed completely and now you could wander around the house for the least. You also had cleaned yourself, especially your hand from stink of blood. He was going to what he mentioned the world meeting but you didn’t really listening that time.

A week with him was rather nice since you were not treated as badly as with your ‘family’. You could sleep in a comfy bed, help him cook without trouble and do everything without worrying to be beaten or to be mocked. Also he was kind and nice towards you despite his first behavior. You really wanted to live with him now but you could not involve him any longer. You were sure that your ‘siblings’ were looking for you for you had killed their mother. What if your ‘siblings’ found you and because of you Luciano was jailed too? You didn’t want that. So you decided to go away from this house, as far as you could… so no one would find you…

“But how do I do it…? He always holds me tight whenever he sleeps…” you mumbled. Soon after, the front door was slammed opened and some police officers barged in. You, who were sitting on the couch, were very surprised. They had found you, even before you ran from Luciano’s house… Oh, God… now Luciano would surely get involved. The officers pointed their guns to you as they ordered you to put your hands behind your head and freeze. An officer cuffed your hand and brought you outside the house. There, you saw your ‘siblings’. They wore those faces they always had in front of you. You disgusted them, you knew that.

The officer pushed you from behind, forcing you to walk. You didn’t ready your leg and just fell forward. Your ‘siblings’ laughed at you and mocked with names. You felt like you were about to cry. You wanted to get this done quickly, before Luciano came home and saw you like this. Why? Because you’d fallen in love for him before you realized it.

When the officers beside you were about to make you stand, screams of pain were heard from behind your ‘siblings’. The other officers there were shooting at someone but it seemed they missed and got hurt instead. The screams stopped and you could saw someone was standing a distance behind your ‘siblings’. “Don’t fuck with me…” a voice came. Your ‘siblings’ turned they body as they were scared and before they knew who it was, four knives stabbed them right at the heart. They fell to the ground, lifeless. You saw that and became terrified as well. The officers beside you drew their gun and again before that could shoot, knives were thrown and stabbed them.

You were scared now.

You looked back at that someone who did all these. He approached you and knelt beside you, unlocking the handcuffs. You brought yourself to sit and he suddenly hugged you. When you see his curl and his hat, you knew that he was Luciano. “Lu… Luciano, I—“

“Tu sei mia, mia bella ragazza,” he said with his deep, sexy voice into your ear.

“Huh?”

“Sei solo mia. Non permetterò a nessuno di portarti via da me…”

He released his hug and kissed you in somewhat passionately way. You kissed back and after a while both of you pulled back.

Luciano helped you stand and said, “It’s good to have you, bella… You don’t have that low level blood within you…”

“Low level…?”

“You know you reek of blood that time… Don’t tell me you’re not…”

You didn’t reply. He was complimenting you… in an odd way but still he said something nice about you. You looked at the floor, blushing heavily. Before he could speak again, you decided to change the topic, “Um… by the way, what did you say in Italian before?”

“Hm? Which?”

“When you killed the officers…”

“Oh… Tu sei mia… You are mine… I won’t let them take you from me…”

You lifted your head and saw that devilish smirk of his.

“… Forever.”