Black Heart

Humming a song softly, I took a deep breath enjoying the breeze of the wind rushing against my soft brown skin. I took the headphones off and smiled. It was beautiful here in New York. The tall buildings surrounding the streets, taxis constantly blowing their horns. But the debt collectors were horrible! They were very abusive towards me because I did not wish to have s*x with them. I tossed my things into my pocket once I saw the collectors. They would kill me! I ran and they chased me. Running into the alley which was the fastest route to my evil aunt's house. I looked back and did not see them. I fell once I hit a hard wall. "Ouch." I hissed holding my head. I looked up and saw a tall man. He had red hair, blue eyes, a strong jawline, and pink lips. He was handsome. "Watch where you're going." I flinched, his voice was very deep, the Italian accent making me flutter. "Boss, are you alright?" A man in black came up behind him. "I am fine." I looked behind me and saw the collectors they had a gun. "Please help me! They are going to kill me!" He looked behind me and chuckled, quickly pulling to my feet he dusted me off. "Why should I?" He whispered, pushing my hair behind my ears. "please, I'm begging you!" I begged. "you're lucky." he snapped. "Destiny." I heard the Debt collectors say coming towards us, they weren't scared to kill me in front of people. Cops wouldn't bother taking them in. The man looked over my shoulder and held my waist tightly. "Y-yes?" My breathing hitched, fear took over me. "You're late again. This is the last time!" They pulled their guns out. I almost fainted. The man pulled a gun out also. I looked at him and backed up. He didn't bother looking at me. Others came from around the corner and pulled their guns out. The Debt collector's shot their gun. I screamed and took cover by a wall. Shooting echoed throughout the alley. Screams from me and others filled my ears. I burst out crying, afraid for my life. "Don!" I heard someone yell next to the man. That must be his name. "Who the hell are these weaklings!?" He yelled, reloading his gun. "Debt Collectors!" Don chuckled, bullets hit the ground, some flying near me. Another gunshot but everything seemed to slow down once I saw the Debt collector point his gun towards me. I couldn't move, I felt like I had gone paralyzed. Don looked over and shot at the man that went for me. He quickly ran towards me, I closed my eyes prepared for the pain. Arms wrapped around my waist. A grip so tight I couldn't breathe. I blinked as Don's mouth fell open. "Boss!" He released me and fell onto his stomach. I gasped and ran towards him, lifting his shirt. I see the wound. "Does anyone have alcohol!?" I didn't care about the bodies surrounding me at the moment, I couldn't let this man die. He was shot in the middle of his back. Let's hope it did not hit his spine. Or else he won't be able to walk anymore. "Here! You'd better hope nothing happens to him!" I flinched and quickly grabbed the bottle of alcohol. They must get hurt a lot to be carrying this around. He also handed me a med kit. I didn't bother telling him it would sting. I cleaned the wound and slowly pulled the bullet out. He didn't groan once. It wasn't a pretty wound. I stitched his wound closed and placed a bandage over the wound. "Boss, are you okay?" Don rolled over on his back and nodded. "You, you are coming with us." He said standing up. "No." He looked at me and dusted himself off. "I just killed dozens of men, I did not feel like it! And you just witnessed me kill them." I stood up and ran. I wasn't leaving with a killer! Why am I so nice! I should've left him there! A black car appeared in front of me. I turned around and ran. A hand wrapped around my waist. I screamed and kicked. I was still in the Alley. Cops would arrive soon. A cloth-covered my mouth. My eyelids became heavy, I slowly close my eyes then everything was black.