CHAPTER 32: MARCO'S SAVIOUR

Marco's Pov

After I shot Alejandro, I ran back because I had already lost a lot of blood and standing there as an idiot would just get me killed, nothing else.

I wasn't just going to die like that. If I'm going to die, it better be epic like the death that El Macho has in Despicable me 2. Probably not that epic too, riding on a shark, strapped dynamite, jumping into an active volcano great but somewhere along the same line hopefully.

So I ran. I ran and ran as far as my legs would carry me. I had been shot in my arm and things were bad in there .

I couldn't feel my arm .

It was all just numb there.

That's likely to happen.

I'm no doctor but when I look at the areas I've been shot, I too can notice that it doesn't really look pretty. I should have just ran towards the hospital I guess. I might be safe but that's not going to stop my wounds from eating me up.

I reached this really big mansion and hoping it wasn't a property of the Alfonsi's I sat there.

I tried to look for my phone to call an ambulance but found nothing. It must have fallen down during the fight or someone must have taken it.

I don't care about the phone anyway because it had nothing important but I could really use it to call an ambulance.

I need medical attention right now.

No one can help me right now but myself.

So thinking of getting up and deciding to ring the bell of the house would be stupid right?

Well, I don't think anybody would recognize me after all these cuts and bruises on my face.

I get up and cross the fence.

It's a miracle I can still do that.

These guys do have a really big house, large enough to fit 50 people in.

Who lives here who is so rich?

This part of America is mostly abandoned that is why many Italians live here.

Italians who are from a clan mostly.

We are safe from the eyes of the common people here.

That makes me sound like a vampire but it's the sad truth.

Not anymore though because apparently some rich asshole is living here who could definitely expose us.

Maybe that rich asshole can help me for now.

I ring the doorbell and a really pretty girl answers it.

She opens a quarter of the space only.

"Um yes?" she nervously asks and tucks her hair behind her ear.

"Can you help me out here, please? I am really really badly hurt and --" I try to say more but I am slowly losing my consciousness.

"Yeah. Let me have a look," she says and opens the door.

"Oh my god! Maria! Sussie!Come here we need to help this person! I don't want a stranger passing out on my front door! Hurry! " she exclaims and lets me in.

My eyes are about to close but I'm trying so hard to keep them open. I look at the people standing in front of me and I couldn't be more grateful to the heavens above that it's not an Alfonsi.

I cough blood out and try to wipe it on my sleeves. I stumble forward and the girl who answered the door tries to catch me. She lays my head on her lap and I ruin her white dress by coughing out more blood.

The sounds around me are getting fainter and fainter by the second but I try my best to keep myself awake and not pass out.

I look up at her and she smiles at me and in a weird way I feel safe.

Its probably my head just tricking me into it.

"Thanks, "I say and try to smile with as much strength I could muster.

"Call the ambulance, Maria!" she exclaims in panic

"What is your name?"I ask her. After all, I should know the name of my savior.

"Sophie, the name is Sophie Hills" she and smiles.

I smile back.

I start seeing white spots and slowly my eyes shut themselves.

My breathing becomes rugged with every second that passes and I can hear the faint cries of Sophia and Maria, who're trying to help me.

Poor them, it's weird how I don't pity myself right now but them.

Guess I have lost whatever sanity I had left inside of me.

I try to take one deep breathe and realise my death won't be so epic after all.

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"Hey is he ok?"

"I don't know ..it was really scary when he came to my house asking for help"

"I know, I really freaked out"

"Do you think he will wake up?"

"Hopefully"

I hear muffled voices. They sound really distant.

"The doctor is here," someone with a voice like Sophie says.

Someone, probably the doctor, starts using his hands all over my body.

To check me I guess.

I decide to open my eyes, how bad could this be?

"He's awake ! He's awake!" the girl says with excitement.

"Ya, he sure is. Hello? Can you hear me? Please follow my fingers" the doctor and lifts two of his fingers and moves them in front of my eyes.

Ugh dude, seriously??

"Yeah, yeah I can totally follow your fingers," I say sarcastically.

"Hey," someone calls me.

Sophie.

I look at her and smile.

"Hey, thanks for bringing me here. You saved my life. Literally," I say with a weak voice.

"I know, I am glad I could. Otherwise, I didn't have anything better to do" she winks at me.

"Oh my god, Sophie Hills! I'm literally in a hospital bed, just woke up from a surgery or something and you still feel like flirting?"I laugh out.

"You still remember my name?" she asks, surprised.

Why is she so surprised?

"I don't have amnesia, Hills. Of course, I remember you," I chuckle and she laughs.

"You'd wish you didn't," she says in a low tone

"Did you say something?" I ask her.

"No, go back to sleep," she says and smiles.