Claimed by the Mafia King

THEIR WERE ARMED MEN AT EACH STATION AROUND THE BLOCK.

I sighed, raking my brain for a better escape plan. My heart was beating so fast I couldn’t even bring myself to breath. I knew that it was best to wait a while, study my environment and come up with an escape plan but I was anxious.

I wanted to leave immediately.

Some things were better achieved when we didn’t plan for them. Like escaping from the clutches of a murderer.

I looked round the room not knowing what I was searching for until it dawned on me that I had to find a weapon If there was any around.

Thinking about it, it would be impossible for there to be no weapon in the room of a gang leader and killer, one of the eighth wonders of the world kind of thing.

I closed my eyes and thought about all the Mafia and gang movies I had watched. ‘Where do they hide their guns?’ I asked myself thinking slowly.

My eyes fluttered open gently as if I had just been awoken from a trance. I rushed to the drawer besides the bed and pulled it open there it was__a gun. I took it out immediately and checked if it was loaded. It was, perfect.

My ex best friend in primary school, Mathew, had taught me how to use a gun. He was the son of a general and he loved his father’s job so much, he hoped to have it one day.

Sadly, his father was promoted so many years back and they all had to leave the country. I never did forget how to check a gun, it fascinated me and I hardly got to forget anything that I fancied. It was at this point that I found myself missing him again. It had been so many years.

I heard water run in the bathroom and I knew it was time to leave. I ran to the window and inspected my fall. “Lord help me. I know I don’t pray much but please help me I am praying now. Please help me Lord. Save me from this man.” I prayed, pressing my palms together.

I put my legs over the window and brought it back. My heart was beating so fast I almost fainted. Then I heard the door to the bathroom open and I knew I had no time to entertain fear.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Alright Mirabel you can do this. One. Two. Three.” I counted. On the third count I jumped down hitting the ground with a loud thump. But luckily I fell on grass so I didn’t hurt my leg much, although I almost sprained my ankle. The house was a one story building but it was not a far jump.

I held the gun tight moving slowly round the house. I was in a garden and there were three men standing at different points heavily armed. When I took one step, one came to my direction and I almost passed out.

I was lucky enough to hide behind the wall before he caught sight of me.

I was about to take another step when White Lion screamed my name.

“Mira!”

Startled, I stopped on my tracks, I nearly pissed on myself. The gun almost slipped from my hand as both my hands were shaking.

“Mira I know you are down there. Show yourself don’t let me find you!”

I stopped. My heart beat racing fast.

I started to run like my life depended on it, because it did. I ran to the right because there was no one there when I started running. Few of his men who had heard him call me ran after me.

“Stop!” They screamed in warning.

But I didn’t stop because something told me that they were not going to do shoot me.

So I ran.