All Night

The Godfather

I don't say a word during the ride. Just like him. Dead silence. It's tense between us. It’s not like I expect him to say something. It’s obvious that he doesn’t like talking at all and I don’t want to hear his voice anyway.

I don't know what he's thinking or where he's taking me to but it's scaring me. I keep looking out of my window, hoping I can recognize some places but I have no idea where we are or where we could be going to. I thought we would be going to a lost place where he would throw me on a surgery table to steal my organs but our surrounding turns into the opposite. I can see beautiful, big houses. Mansions. What could we be doing here? He’ll probably sell me to an old rich man. 

I need to stop assuming stuff or I’ll lose my mind. 

With every minute that passes, this feeling gets heavier. It makes me feel really uncomfortable and I feel like I can’t breathe. That’s why I open the window a bit and notice how he looks at me.

“I need air.” I mumble because I expect him to yell at me. He probably thought I opened it to scream for help. Doesn’t he know that I accepted what’s going to happen? There's nothing else I could do than accept this situation. If I wouldn’t, I’d go insane. I'm not a super hero and if I would try to knock him out I wouldn't even make it to the first hit so I rather go with it and find out what will happen. I really deserve it. I'm paying for all the things I've done until now now.

Although I have many questions and things to say, I keep them to myself. I'm not even allowed to talk more than necessarily. Besides that, I feel like I lost the ability to talk. I just did a few minutes ago but I have this knot in my tongue. He doesn’t need to tell me to shut up. I will do it by myself. 

I still can’t believe that I’m sitting in a car with a stranger and going somewhere with him, after he kidnapped me. Yet I know it's important to stay calm in these kind of situations so I only continue to look out of the window and realize that we're near to the place I live. A shiver runs down my spine. That means that we're not too far away right now and I could even have a chance to find my way back home, if I would be brave enough to escape somehow. I could actually go back home but only if I take the opportunity in the few seconds that we pass the area in… But do I really want that? Do I want to go back to all the things that make me feel like s**t? Will I find my home the way I left it? 

For now now I'm stuck with a stranger who's violent and mean. I don't know anything about him and I don't know where he's taking me. I should take every opportunity and chance to escape or fight him and I know I’m stupid for this but for some reason, being with him and not home is way easier. I feel less exhausted. Maybe because he keeps telling me what to do and I don’t have to deal with this mess in my head by my own. I don’t have to think about what my next step should be and there’s a lot of silence. I missed silence because home was so loud. 

I must be crazy to think that I don’t want to go home yet and it may seem as if I could enjoy his company but I just don’t have a reason to go back home.

If I go back, everything will get worse. Tyler and dad will be mad at me for disappearing for so long. I’ll have to pick up on the last dinner we had as a family and how I destroyed it. I’ll have to see mom again. I don’t want any of that. 

When I look into the side mirror, I see the small bruises on my face. It’s shocking to see myself like that. My skin is very sensitive. Even a slap in the face is enough to leave marks... That asshole. I feel bad. I get smaller in the passenger seat. Again.

What made him so heartless? He really doesn’t look like he’s a lot older than me and in this business for a long time. I could swear that he’s only a few years younger than me.

I turn my head around and look at him. His jaw must be hurting from clenching it all the time. I’m sure that he doesn’t even notice that he’s doing it, at this point. 

I wish his jaw would break and he would explode. I almost have to laugh about that thought but I hold the laughter in so he doesn’t think I’m crazy. Maybe I should act crazy. He could want to get rid of me if I get really annoying. I frown instead. 

“Don't frown at me.” he says and I look away immediately. My cheeks get hot. I’m embarrassed.

Tyler

Das and I decided to keep it to ourselves for now, since there's no need to panic yet. She will be back. At the end of the day she will knock on our door and we’ll be glad to see her again. We’ll welcome her and everything will be okay.

Every few seconds, I look at the door, hoping that she will walk through it but something tells me that it won’t happen. I have a bad feeling… Being negative about it isn’t the best thing to do in situations like these but I don’t know how to handle these scary thoughts and scenarios in my head.

I already called her friends and school, I also visited places she could go to but I couldn't find her so I thought that she probably just needed some time but this bad feeling won't let me go and it’s scaring me. How much time does she need?

My head is still filled with stupid thoughts that I wish I could get rid of. I still don't want to believe that mom has been cheating on dad. The fact that she left without saying goodbye to us, as if she never loved us, hurts so much. We don’t matter to her. I know it's not easy for any of us. I also hate myself for always being so mean to Lucille. Maybe I was the reason why she left. No matter what will happen, I feel like I won’t get the chance to make it up to her…

I don't even know if she ran away or if she's going to come back or if something happened to her and that’s killing me. Not knowing what’s going on is killing me. 

We decided to wait a little more. I even thought that she went after mom. Maybe she wanted to talk to her or go with her or try to stop her. But I doubt that. She would’ve came back or at least told dad because she would never let him worry.

Maybe Lucille will come back after she calms down. It wasn’t easy for her, especially after the things I said to her, I can understand her but she needs to come back… 

Lucille

After a really long car ride, we finally arrive at a huge mansion. With huge I mean really huge. Whoever is living here has a lot of old money.

I slowly get off the car, still really sleepy because I almost fell asleep on the way here and look at the estate. It’s so big that a small town or village could fit into it. Armed guardians are walking around everywhere. They are tall and look mean and they walk around here, as if someone is going to blow this whole thing up every second.

They make me feel uncomfortable. I feel controlled. As if I have all their eyes on me. What are we even doing here? I'm literally too afraid to move because I feel like they’ll point their weapons at me if I make one wrong step. I wouldn’t be surprised it they would have mines hid here so only lucky ones make it to the huge entrance.

I need to do what he says. I have to wait until he tells me what to do. Any sudden moves could be dangerous for me.

He starts walking and I follow him. No mines.

We walk towards the huge, front door where another two guardians are standing. They step away and greet each other by nodding softly and don't say anything when red hood walks in with me. They look strict but it seems like they have a good bond with red hood. He must be coming pretty often here. Maybe it’s his mansion... Maybe he owns it or maybe his parents own it because he doesn't look old enough to be able to afford something like this. He doesn’t seem rich enough because he’s busy with things like me. People who own mansions don’t do dirty little jobs. It wouldn’t be a good idea to make me meet his parents either so it must be someone else’s. Someone he knows well because he walks in like he owns this place.

I look at the ground because I'm afraid to look up. The less I witness the better. I don’t want to get killed at the end because I know too much. Not because of that. I don't want to know everything or anything anyway. It could make everything even worse for me.

“Wait here.” he say and I nod. I slowly raise my head and see how I’m standing on the beginning of some stairs. He's walking up one of the stairs that are reaching from both sides.. my jaw drops at how beautiful this place is. 

Whoever owns it, I want to know what he does for a living... Or her?

Romy

When Tyler called me and told me about the situation I felt like my world was falling apart and I still do. It hit me like a brick… Our last conversation was an argument and we weren’t nice to each other. It's my fault. I could’ve done something. I saw that she called me but I didn’t pick up because she didn’t pick up either when I called her. How could I be so stupid? Maybe she was in danger or maybe I could’ve stopped her from leaving the house. I feel so guilty that I couldn’t sleep the whole night, hoping she would call me or Tyler would tell me that she’s safe.

I was with Cole, although she warned me about him and now we’re even closer than before and I know she wouldn’t like this but I don't have a good feeling about it either. I don't feel comfortable around him after all this and I know she was right. I believe every word of her. She would never lie to me. She’s not that person and I should've trusted her but instead I said that she's jealous and I said things that friends wouldn't say to each other but I was too stubborn and stupid to accept it. I said things to her that should've never left my mouth.. What if that was the last time I saw her?

I'm a fraud and I wish our end would've been different. I wish there wouldn't be no end at all. I know she will come back. I can't even think about a place that she could go to. She's not the kind of girl that goes anywhere and stays there or disappears all of a sudden and doesn't come back. She’s not like that and she would never make her family and friends worry about her. 

I wish I could just talk to her again and make everything up. I wish she would just come back. I'm afraid that she's in danger. I only want her to be alright and come back. Even the thought of my friend being missed makes me crazy but I'm trying to hold my tears back as much as I can because I don’t want to accept these thoughts. They don’t belong to me.

Tyler told me to keep it to myself and although I know how their relationship is, I could hear how worried he was. Of course he is but she'll be back soon. She's a clever girl and she always knows what to do. I trust her and as soon as she comes back, I'll hug her as tight as I can and never let her go.

Lucille

“Come up.” he says after a while of leaving me alone downstairs. I walk up to him. I did what he said. I didn't move an inch and waited there. I’m really nervous because I don’t know what’s going to happen upstairs but I doubt that they will steal my organs. At least not here, not at this pretty place. 

I stay calm. Things would be way more difficult if I would be trying to resist and freak out or cry. That's what we're always seeing in the movies. Let’s see what the opposite does. 

For some reason I don’t even feel like I’m in danger in this mansion.

We walk towards a door. When he opens it and we walk in, I find myself in an office. A dark office. This time I look around. I don’t want to miss anything. Not now. I’m way too curious.

Here are eight bodyguards, four on each side and they make the office seem a little smaller than it is because they literally fill it.

There’s a huge desk that an older man is sitting on and he’s wearing a suit that costs more than my life. He’s obviously the boss. He must be the boss. I think I understand now. Red hood isn’t the leader. He’s only the right hand.

One of the walls has floor length windows that have a beautiful view.

The man is looking at me. His hair is almost white, his eyebrows are thick, he has a clean face, a ring on his finger that costs more than his black suit and my life together and he looks angry. He looks like The Godfather. Is this real or are they joking? I try to hold my laughter back because I feel like this is a joke and a few seconds later a camera team will come out of nowhere and they’ll all laugh at how scared I was and then they’ll bring me home. But I'm sure I'm not in a movie and this is not a stupid prank. That makes it all worse. I really wish I'd be in a movie right now instead of this.

I get goosebumps. I'm definitely going to die. The way he looks at me tells me. He smirks and for some reason I feel relieved. A smirk is still better. I obviously feel more comfortable when the people around me aren't angry. That makes me feel like I still have a chance.

“You can leave.” he says and my stomach drops. He has a raspy, deep voice. He sounds just like an old man would sound like. An evil old man.

Everybody except red hood leaves and god damn, I don't want him to leave. I don't want to be left alone with this man, even if red hood wouldn’t help me or save me in a dangerous situation. I don't want to imagine what he's going to do with me and red hood is the only one I know here. It's not like I trust him but at least he’s someone who I know. A little bit.

I feel some type of comfort when he's around. It's better than being alone. I think I already got used to him. Too fast. Unfortunately.

I look at him and pray that he will notice how I'm begging him, with my eyes, to stay because I really don't want to be alone with the old man, although I know he won't make things better.

He looks at me. Our eyes meet and I can’t find anything in his eyes. There’s nothing behind them. He’s cold, heartless, rude and dark.

“Give us an hour.” the old man says and I feel sick. This is disgusting. An hour? For what?

I'm overthinking again. I'm always doing this and I need to stop because it makes me panic.

Red hood nods and walks towards the door. The heavy feeling in my chest gets even heavier. I hoped he would stay and I can’t turn around and tell him to stay because I don’t have the right to.

I hear the door opening and closing, while I look at the ground and then back up at the man. I think about what red hood has done to me and what he said after I talked to him or asked him anything and I won't do that mistake ever again. I'll just shut up and wait for him to talk, after he looks at me from head to toes...