123- Little Beasts - Part 1

Isabella

I’m drifting in and out of consciousness when I suddenly feel a pair of warm hands upon my body. My eyes instantly snapping to who it could be only to see that of my grandfather. His eyes holding a look of sheer terror over his face as he moves to shuffle through keys. Now looking for the one that would open my bindings.

The room still shaking as I continue to hear it. BOOM!

“Oh moon star, I’m so… so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?” asks my grandfather, his voice laced with sympathy as he moves to caress my uninjured cheek. Tears threatening to spill from his eyes as he does.

“I’m so fucking stupid. Your father and I thought that by pledging my services over to these motherfuckers that we could spare you from their advances. Oh how wrong we were. Again, I’m so… so sorry. But I promise you, I’ll make it up to you soon. But for now we have to hurry up and leave” whispers Luca to me as his hands now make quick work of my chains.

Once free of my chains does Luca move to help me stand up. My body sore as I groan. To weak from all the abuse that I cling to my grandfather for support. Luca kissing the top of my head as he does.

“I love you moon star” whispers Luca.

“I love you too, Pappous (Grandfather)”

Carefully moving to lift me into his arms do we slowly move to exit the room. My body screaming at me from all the pain that Antonio had put me through recently. Luca now making his way pass a set of steel metal doors before heading down a familiar corridor.

The same corridor that he managed to drag me down just 2 days ago before leaving me at the mercy of them. Luca carefully sitting me back down on my feet when reaching the main stairs. Luca grabbing his gun as we move to hear the voice we’ve all hated since the beginning. Antonio.

Neither Lucia, Vincent or Angelo present.

My body trembling as the voice of Antonio reaches my ears. “Well… Well… Look what the cat dragged in. A rat. A dirty, filthy, rat. I should have known that it be you who would become our traitor.”

Glaring towards Antonio himself does my grandfather move to speak up. His body now standing in front of me like a shield as he does. His voice full of hatred as he speaks loud enough for Antonio to hear.

“If your grandparents were both alive then they would both be sick. Neither of you are worthy of your titles. Not the way you all handle yourselves and run your family businesses.”

Amused by my grandfather does Antonio move to speak calmly. His footsteps now reaching our ears as he moves to approach us slowly. “Big words coming from someone who pawned off his own granddaughter to us. Now then. Hand her back over to me and I’ll make sure your death is less painful. Refuse and I’ll make sure you suffer terribly before her as she watches.”

Weighing his words do the sound of guns still blazing soon meet our ears as the sound of something happening on the other side of the basement door soon catches my attention. What in the world is all that commotion.

Luca now moving to speak as he does. “Fuck you. Fuck you and your entire family. I’ll never surrender my only granddaughter to the likes of you if it’s the last thing I do. As you and your entire family all deserve to die here today.”

Listening to the words that he throws out at Antonio do I feel myself clinging to his suit jacket. Not wanting to be separated from my Pappous (Grandfather) if I could help it. Luca quick to draw his gun only to pause. The sound of another gun now filling the corridor as Luca falls to his knees.

My eyes now widening as I stood there watching in slow motion.

My grandfather now clutching at his chest as blood began to ooze out slowly. A scream ripping through my body as I try to get to him rather quickly.

“PAPPOUS (GRANDFATHER)!”

Scrambling to hold him do I move to inspect the bullet hole. His breathing labored as I attempt to apply pressure to his wound. Hot salty tears now blurring my vision as I try hard not to cry. My voice failing me as I move to speak up.

“Please… you can’t do this to me Pappous (Grandfather). Not when I finally have you back where you belong.”

Reaching to wipe away a stray tear with his hand does Luca move to caress my face once again. His eyes still on mine as he does.

“Shh… Moon star. It’ll be okay. Promise. Everything will be just fine, you’ll see. Just remember, I’ve always been with you. Maybe not physically but I’ve been keeping tabs on you through your father. And I must say, I’m so very proud of the woman that you’ve become. Caterina would have been proud of you.”

Feeling my lip tremble do I fight to control my emotions. A sob rising as Luca moves to breathe in slowly, his breathing still labored. Antonio now standing in front of him as he moves to kick him square in the chest with his foot. Knocking him over as he does.

“Pathetic”

Shifting his focus now over to me does Antonio move to grab me. His arms now around my middle as he moves to haul me away. My eyes watching Luca in terror as he moves to lay motionless upon the ground. Thoughts of him now being dead take root as Antonio moves to pull me up the flight of stairs.

“NO! LET ME GO! PAPPOUS (GRANDFATHER)”

Attempting to fight back do I begin kicking and screaming. Doing everything in my power to get back to my grandfather. Gun firing now getting louder and louder the moment we manage to cross over the threshold.

Both of us now stepping out of the basement as my eyes move to take in the scenery before me. The once beautiful glass chandelier now broken and shattered into million of tiny pieces while the once huge, fortress that was designed to keep me in, now lay in shambles while men dressed in black move to fire at an unknown source that was attacking the compound.

Antonio quick to fire his own gun as he moves to lead me in another direction. Antonio soon shoving me against a wall as he moves to press a button. An elevator no doubt as huge steel doors slowly open before us. Antonio quick to shove me inside as he moves to shut the door. Bullets bouncing off everything within its path including that of the steel door.

The elevator now moving us in an upwards direction.

My mind still focused on my grandfather who still laid motionless upon the floor of the basement. A part of me wondering if he was actually dead or even alive. And if he was alive would somebody go find him and save him before it was too late.

The elevator doors now opening to reveal a similar hallway as Antonio moves to grab me by the neck. His hand now squeezing me tightly as he moves to shove me up another flight of stairs. Stairs that could only lead us up not down as my lungs began to burn. Unable to breathe properly by Antonio’s overbearing grip as he moves to shoot at a panel that laid upon the wall.

Sparks flying everywhere as if preventing someone or something from attempting to follow us. My heart fluttering at the thought of it being Lucus and the others as Antonio moves to press his gun to my head.

“MOVE. NOW