Sharp pain is all I felt.

My sister shot me in the foot but I knew she had to, and this was the least harmful place for her to shoot me. Especially because she probably never used a gun before.

This wasn't the first time I was shot. When we were still in Italy, someone broke into our house and shot my shoulder as I tried to get away. Mama immediately took the bullet out and stopped the bleeding. I tried to remember what she did and got the bullet out. I then rip part of my dress to tie it around the wound.

2 shots are fired and I immediately look up.

She killed the two guards.

Who is this girl?

So brave, strong and full of surprises.

And she's only 16.

But then she points the gun at Sergei.

What is she waiting for? Kill him!

But then I look closer and see her pull the trigger, but no bullets come out. Next thing I know he's laughing hysterically and has a gun pointed at her. Val listens to his words and puts the gun down. As they walk out she turns around and I whisper a small "Ti amo."

Then Sergei knocks her out with then gun and walks away with Valentina in his arms. I grab onto the table and pull myself up. I immediately limp over to the dead guards and take their guns. One in each hand.

I slap Lorenzo in the face and his eyes shoot open.

"What the fûck!"

"He took Valentina. Get up and help me brother," I replied.

"Who did that to you?" he says looking at my foot.

"I can tell you later. Now stop wasting time!" I order, latching onto his arm for support.

I pass him the other gun and we turn the corner and come across 4 men charging us. We shoot them in their heads since they most likely have bullet proof vests on. My dad has taught me and Lorenzo how to protect ourselves, especially being who he is. I would never go down that road, but it was important that I kept myself alive and safe.

I keep on limping through this hallway, trying to find Sergei and Valentina but we can't find them.

"What the hell," I mutter under my breath.

We continue to search but still find no exits anywhere. Suddenly, all gunshots stop and we are in the center of a dead bodies. Everyone then points their guns at us aiming to kill.

"Hold your fire!" a man screams.

Everyone stops what they are doing, lowering their arms.

"Marina? Lorenzo?" our dad questions, taking his mask off.

We smile and nod our heads, speechless.

They found us.

But they were too late.

Sergei took our sister before they could get to us. Dad hugs us and then asks "Where is Valentina? And who shot you?"

"That stupid bastard took my sister!"

"Language, Marina! Now what do you mean he took her? We killed everyone here and Feliciano was supposed to find you three with Damon!" Dad reasons.

"They never came and Sharapov knocked out Lorenzo, then made Val shoot my foot before taking her away! She tried to shoot him but there were no more bullets!" I exclaim.

Dad's jaw ticks in annoyance and anger. "George, take these two. Half of you sweep this entire place, get rid of any German, Russians or Ukrainians you see. The other half sweep the outside area and look for our fallen, NOW!"

Everyone starts scrambling around and George comes up to us and shows us in the direction of the jet. He was around 25, with short brown hair and light hazel eyes. From what I've heard he's dad's third in command. He doesn't seem to talk either.

As we pass by the dead bodies I see someone familiar.

Matteo, with a gunshot wound

through his heart.

"M-Matteo?" I cry, falling to the ground next to him.

"Babe, wake up... p-please ," I whisper.

But he doesn't.

He wasn't breathing.

"I love you, Matteo. I love you so much. You weren't supposed to leave me. We were going to move back to Italy, remember? And grow old together! Wake up. Wake up. God, save him... my love..." I cried as Lorenzo held me close.

But he never woke up...

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