Mafia Vengeance

9

"Because of this stunt of yours. We will marry tomorrow." Andrew stated.

I stared at him with fear all over my face. This can't happen. He can't ruin my life. And I stared at him pleading with tears in my eyes.

But he just moves away from me he picked the file from the floor which was dropped by me when he slammed me on the desk.

With that he left the room .leaving me there alone in my misery.

I tried to stand straight but fell on floor due to piercing pain at my back.

I touched my back and I saw blood covering my whole hand, and I was just staring at my bloodied hand and was feeling numb.

Suddenly someone came running into the room and a gasp left from that persons mouth.

I felt someone kneeling down and touching my face to make me look at that person.

And I saw a worried face of Jess. She didn't utter a word and looked at me with pity. Well what else she can do. She can't go against that monster.

She helped me stood up and took me to his room. And luckily he wasn't there.

She made me sat on the couch. My back pain was unbearable I could feel some liquid flowing down at my lower back.

Jess went somewhere I don't know and immediately came back with a first aid kit.

She sat next to me and started cutting my shirt from the back from where I was bleeding. I gasped by the cold touch of scissors at my back.

And she stopped immediately as if thinking that she hurt me.

"Lock the door p-please." She pleaded.

She sighed but nodded and locked the door and cut the shirt so it can be removed.

She gasped at my wound and said.

"Your cut is very deep it will take a month to heel and it needs stitches. With what did he hit you." She exclaimed shocked.

There was a lot of concern in her voice. But I kept quit.

After cleaning all the blood she told me to bear the pain because she was going to stitch my cut now.

And she started when first the needle pierced my skin. I screamed it was so painful. Each time the needle pierced me I screamed with pain. While, clutching the mattress of the couch.

And finally she stopped and I breathed heavily. She applied some ointment on the wound. And on my arm also which I didn't notice had a bruise now.

"It's okay. You will be fine." Jess spoke.

She gave me a weak smile. And I just nod.

"How did you know to stitch the cut?" I asked.

She stared at me for a while as if thinking of an answer.

"I often do it . It is one of my duties." Jess said.

I frowned.but nod any way.

"Go freshen up. I'll be back." Jess told me.

With that she left the room. And with so much difficulty I went to bathroom, freshened up.

I saw my reflection in the mirror and my eyes, were red due to crying my face pale, arm with dark bruises. And I turned a little to see the wound and my eyes widen it was of at least 6 inches dark purple from the sides and lots of stitches were there.

A small tear left my eye but I wiped it away.

I wore the pajamas and dress shirt without wearing a bra.