Anastasia

Chapter 3: Discovery

chapter 3

Anastasia kept dressing while feeling numb when she finished she grabbed her stuff and started to leave the now empty part of school with his seed still dripping down her thighs. She looked at the sky ad saw that it was getting close to the evening the first step she took into the pavement her knees buckled and she began to cry. She felt a hand on her shoulder and moved back not wanting to be touched right now.

"Angel what are you still doing here. You're crying oh! My god angel you are. Who do I have to beat up?" Marco looked down at her as he recognized her from where he was standing in the parking lot.

"What are you doing here?" questioned Anastasia through her hiccups still having her head look down in shame and her hair covering her eyes.

"Mini boss has some thing's he has to talk about with other Mini bosses and it was my turn to drive him today, but seriously Anastasia what's wrong?" Marco's playful tone gone in an instance as seriousness overtook it.

Anastasia looked at him with tears still streaming down her face, as she couldn't calm down. She put her hands up to him, with the universal sign to be picked up. He didn't mind picking her up and in an instance he felt the spot where she rested her legs was beginning to dampen. He had a sickening feeling of what happened and quickly put her down again. He wanted to be wrong, but as he looked at her thighs he knew he was right.

Anastasia looked down in shame, as she couldn't get the sticky liquid off from her legs. Thinking as a rejection on Marco's part she was about to leave go to Joanna herself, but Marco grabbed her before she could. He had his jacket in his hand taking it off.

"I'm just putting my jacket around your waist Angel. Is that okay if I do that?" Marco said with gentle voice. Anastasia nodded her head, as the jacket was wrapped around her. It made her a bit decent before being picked up by Marco again. "I just have to tell Dante I’m leaving." he said as he began to walk the gates with Anastasia in his arms and her stuff. He couldn't take Dante's car now could he?

"NO!" shouted Anastasia as she shot up from where she laid her head.

"Okay Angel I won't just lay your head again and rest" said Marco with a shushing tone. Anastasia laid her head in the nook of the Marco's neck, as if to hide away from the world. She felt as though a dam broke inside of her and now she's drowning and couldn't swim up to get air.

"I wanna go home Dante. I want Joanna. I wanna go home. Take me home Marco please." mumbled Anastasia to Marco feeling very venerable.

Marco though heard it loud and clear, as he patted her hair gently threading his fingers through her hair.

"Okay angel were going home now, just rest baby." Marco said his voice barley over a whisper.

With the rocking motion as they walked to the bus stop and the silence of the night. Anastasia was lulled to sleep with a darkness growing inside of her, now bearing poisons fruit.

Marco felt the puffs of air on his chest that were coming from Anastasia when he was on the bus. His hazel eyes looked down to find her dozing off peacefully, the only emotion that ran through him was pity. One by one the people on the bus went down, but not before gazing curiously on him and Anastasia. Those that stared too long he would glare harshly until they averted there eyes to look upon the windows once more. He felt more protective of the little one in his arms with each passing second.

A moment late he felt Anastasia phone ringing from her bag. He had a good idea of who it was that was ringing, as he gazed on the changing green scenery from the moving bus. The sky darkening as the sun set and the moon rose to shine the inky blackness with it's stars. He opened the black bag she had, moving carefully as to not disturb her. He moved the contents of her bags, pushed the glasses that she had, until he reached the bottom and grabbed her broken phone. He answered the phone immediately.

"Princess where the hell are you!" Snapped Joanna at who she thought was Anastasia.

"She's with me devil." Marco replied sorrow laced his deep resounding voice. His eyes shined bright with the emotion, as he scrunched his face. What happened to Anastasia, hit to close to home for him.

"Why the f**k is she with! Where's princess. If anything the f**k happens to her. I'm gonna f*****g cut your bal..." Screamed Joanna in his ears.

Marco winced in pain, as he pulled the phone from his ear to hold it at a distance. Still hearing Joanna's threats over the phone. The bus occupants turning their heads and the disturbance , before minding their own business. They knew it would only anger the guy if they keep staring.

"Look devil just meet in your Guys apartment." Said Marco there was a pregnant pause between him and Joanna. He could hear her pants from exhausting herself. "It doesn't look to good." He finished

"What happened to her Marco?" Marco could hear he voice shake from fear over the phone.

"Just get to your apartment Joanna." He said with total seriousness. Then he pulled the phone with his one available arm from his ear as he did he could hear Joanna over the phone.

"Tell me what happened to her." Joanna was met with silence over the phone."Marco.Marco.Marco.guuuh" she let a frustrated sound shouting louder each time she said his name, as she could hear the line close.

Joanna waited anxiously for Marco and Anastasia to come back in her apartment. She was sitting on the lumpy sofa looking every few minutes on the clock that was on top tv. Her leg twitched , as she was leaning forward with her hands on her mouth. She blamed herself for whatever happened to Anastasia, knowing it would have been better if she had taken Anastasia with her to the diner. When Marco picked up Anastasia's phone, her heart dropped to the floor. She rushed to the apartment, not even to tell her boss that she was leaving.

Suddenly she heard a knock on their door. Quickly she got up swung the door opened, her heart broke at what she saw. Her princess in Marco's arms, his jacket around her waist, and her laying limply in his arms. Her clothes where is disarray, and her hair was tousled all over the place. The only thought going through her head was how she couldn't protect her.

"Give her to me Marco." Joanna's tone was flat as she spoke to Marco.

Marco transferred Anastasia into Joanna's arms. The movement waking Anastasia up, as she shot up and began to struggle. Not registering that she was with Joanna and Marco. Her arms and legs flaling around.

Marco scrambled to take hold of her again before she fell to the floor, trapping her arms and legs as to not hurt herself. Anastasia began to scream her head off at the same time she was hyperventilating, feeling trapped with no where to move.

Joanna cardled her head in her hands, positioning her to look at her.

"Princess. Princess. Breath for me. Okay" said Joanna. Anastasia recognized Joanna's voice and began to calm down, gasping for breath its as if the air couldn't reach her and her lungs without air.

"Good girl princess. That's it. Breath again with me. 1. 2. 3 breath in." Marco and Joanna sat on the floor to be more secure. Anastasia move to Joanna putting her head against her chest, hearing her steady heartbeat's. Her body was payed across Joanna and Marco, with more the half of her body with Joanna and her legs where on Marco's lap. Anastasia began to order breathing with Joanna's.

"And breath out. let's do that again." Joanna finished calming Anastasia down.

The panic attack snapped all the energy out of Anastasia. She could only lay limply as they moved again, not finding the energy to stand up on her feet or to start moving. She could see that Marco was still on the floor and Joanna was taking her to the bedroom. Closing the door behind her. Marco had his hair in his hands fustrated that he couldn't do anything for the girl that stole a piece of his heart.

Joanna laied her on their bed, as for the first she heard Joanna speaking in such a soft way. Joanna treated her as if she was made with glass that could break any second.

"Princess can I help you change." Joanna said

"I don't what he did to me J. I only know it hurt. I thought he loved me." Anastasia's voice and eyes was void of any emotion, as she stared at the wall in front of her and her back was to Joanna. " I don't wanna go to school anymore." Not replying to the previous question.

"Princess." Joanna crouched down to the bed to pet Anastasia's hair. "You don't have to go there anymore. I'll tell you what happened tomorrow princess. Just rest."

Anastasia fell asleep. Finally feeling safe for the first time today with her family. Joanna began to change Anastasia in a set of PJ's. When she looked at her legs she could feel the residue that was on Anastasia's thighs. Without any reaction she cleaned Anastasia up with the wet towel that she got from the kitchen. To not shock Anastasia awake she left the room and closed the door behind her. Marco was still waiting in the living room, as he not moved an inch.

'That Fucker.' the only thing that was on Joanna's mind. Her mind focused on one thing calling out for blood to be spilled, as her blood boiled. Pure fury coursing through her veins. She went to the loose floorboard that was in the kitchen, taking it out and grabbing the gun that was in it. She walked to the door fully aware who she was gonna kill tonight.

Marco looked up and saw her going to the door with the gun in her hand. He knew that if he didn't stop her then tonight blood will spill like a river between the families and the south side, landing them in war. He knew that Joanna knew who did this to her princess, she didn't care about the consequences or who he is. He grabbed her from behind tapping her in his arms.

"Let me go Marco. That fucker is gonna die today one way or the other. "A deadly tone took over Joanna's her eyes still staring at the door. Her mind still focused on one thing.

"Devil you know I can't to do that. Until I'm sure you're not going out tonight on your hunt." Marco said from behind her. His head rested on her shoulder while his hair casaded down.

"Why because he's you future Don?" Her anger started to bubble to surface for the man that was behind her.

"No. Devil cause if you do then you know full well that your not coming back tonight. Think of your princess." Marco trying hard to convince Joanna with the only person she cared for.

"That Fucker." Joanna began to cry for her princess convinced by Marco's words. She let go of the gun, as it made a loud bang as soon as it hit the floor. The only thing she can do was cry in Marco's arms, as he let her down on the sofa gently.

Marco let go of Joanna knowing that she wasn't going anywhere tonight. He walked to the door to go to his apartment picking the gun on his way. Better be safe than sorry. He turned around to look at Joanna again.

"Stay with your princess tonight. You know what they say about the south side devil. Those that mess with us don't get to tell the tale." Said Marco a devilish smirk made it's way to his face.

Joanna looked up from the sofa an identical one on her safe. Yes the families will pay for what they did to her princess. She had to think of her first.

A month and half went by from the incident that happened to Anastasia. Joanna told her the truth about what happened to her the next day when she woke up. Needless to say being shocked is an understatement. She felt sick again for the 4th time in a row.

"Again princess. You sure the food we ate last week isn't the reason. You might have a stomach bug." Joanna said as she found Anastasia leaning over the toilet, feeling nauseous again, as she held her hair out of her face.

"I'm okay I think I'm just sick these past few days." Anastasia said tiredly before returning her head to the toilet bowl heaving her breakfast from this morning until her stomach was empty.

She stood up but not before making sure she doesn't feel sick again

"We'll go to the doctor tomorrow princess. Just go rest now." Joanna said as she made her way to the bedroom to get ready for her job today.

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Opinions please

What do you think is wrong with Anastasia?

Do you think she's sick or it's something More?

What do you think of Joanna's reaction too much?

Chiki out~~~~~~