Maria's heart sank as she saw Marco approaching her. She knew that he was a part of the same mafia that had terrorized her in the past. She tried to run, but he was too quick, and before she knew it, she was cornered.
"Please, Marco, leave me alone," she begged.
But Marco just laughed.
"You thought you could run away from us?" he said, his eyes gleaming with malice. "You know too much, Maria. You can't just walk away from this life."
Maria felt the weight of despair settling in her chest. She had been so hopeful, so determined to start a new life, and now it seemed like it was all for nothing.
As Marco grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, Maria knew that she had no choice. She had to fight back, or she would be lost forever.
With a sudden burst of energy, Maria kicked Marco in the stomach and ran towards the door. But Marco was quick, and he caught up to her just as she was about to open it. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards him, his face twisted in anger.
"You should have known better, Maria," he spat. "You can't just walk away from the mafia."
Maria closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable blow. But it never came.
Instead, there was a sudden commotion outside, and then the sound of police sirens.
In a blur of motion, the door burst open, and Maria was surrounded by a group of armed officers.
"Hands up, don't move!" one of them shouted.
Marco tried to make a run for it, but he was quickly apprehended and taken into custody.
Maria was left standing there, shaking and trembling, but alive.
Over the next few weeks, Maria cooperated with the police, providing them with as much information as she could about the mafia and their operations. It was a dangerous game, but she knew that it was the only way to keep herself and her new life safe.
But as she looked back on the past few months, Maria knew that it was all for nothing. Her dreams of a new life had been shattered, and she was back where she started, alone and afraid.
As the months turned into years, Maria found herself slipping back into old habits, back into the darkness that had once consumed her. She tried to fight it, but it was no use. And then, one night, she found herself back in the same alley where it had all started.
As she walked down the darkened streets, she saw the same figures lurking in the shadows, the same men with their dark suits and cold eyes.
Maria knew that it was the end. She had tried to escape, but it had all been for nothing. As she closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable, Maria couldn't help but think about her father. She wondered if he had known all along, if he had been trying to protect her in his own way.
But it didn't matter now. She was alone, and the mafia had caught up with her once again.
As the first blow landed, Maria closed her eyes, knowing that she would never open them again....
About the Creator
THE CURSE OF YAHOO BOYS 2
The curse of the Yahoo boys 2. As they arrived at a hidden spot on the school grounds, Kcee and the other boys forcefully pulled Jerry out of the car, guiding him deeper into the bush. Jerry, scared and anxious, had no idea where they were leading him, but he silently prayed within his heart that they wouldn't do him any harm.
By echi monday echem5 days ago in Criminal
Six Feet Under
Buried alive. What a horrible way to go. Yazz lay there, in her own thoughts. What else could she do? She was hungry, thirsty, tired, mentally, and physically exhausted, and more than anything, she was bored. She hoped she would die of boredom before anything else, anything else would've been more painful. Like many people had, she and her friends had talked about what they reckon the worst ways to die were, it was a morbid subject, but it came up every now and again. Yazz had always been one to argue her point on drowning, others had mentioned burning alive, slowly and painfully bleeding to death, hung drawn and quartered, and being starved to death. It was strange that none of them had considered being buried alive, it had never come up. But now, she was thinking back to those conversations her and her friends had had, how could they have not thought about it? It took a lot longer than the others, you were completely confined, you couldn't move or do anything, you just had to wait, until your body was physically unable to support a life system anymore, which could take up to four days. Four! By far the longest out of all of them. She recounted some of these conversations just to try and pass the time, anything to pass the time. It was difficult to know how much time had passed since she had been underground, it was difficult to know anything. There were many things that Yazz didn't know, she didn't know where she was, she didn't know how she'd got into the coffin, she'd just woken up there. Yazz also didn't know what time it was, or even what day it was, she guessed at Tuesday, it was Sunday evening when she'd been buried alive, intentionally, and although it had felt like weeks had passed, she was still alive, which means she hadn't died from dehydration, and therefore it couldn't have been more than four days.
By Liam Storm2 days ago in Fiction
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