Bound By The Mafia's Love

In my dream, the man from last night had spotted me behind the recycle bin. His dark eyes held mine as he lifted the

g to catch my breath before I stood up and headed for the bathroom. I g

, picked out an outfit and gulped down a cup of coffee. My uncle had already left for work, he alway

ews about the murder came on. I left my toast on the counte

ched as three men brought out a wrapped dead body on a stroller. I couldn't

bout that night, but now that the police were calling for witnesses or an

totally forgot about the toast until I had

avoided the alley, every single person that came to the store wouldn't stop talking about the murder. A pa

maintain order among the residents of the area while the reporters were pouncing on anyone that so much

g everyone to provide proof about their whereabouts during the time of the murder. It was so bad that I

n they asked if I had seen anything last night, I suddenly couldn't talk, my palms were so sweaty, I was surprised tha

and headed home, avoiding the usual route like I did in the morning. I couldn't wait to get home and finally confide in

he lights were turned off, which is not right because my uncle is supposed t

ripped me. I pushed the door wide open and

there?" I called out again, but no reply. I felt my wa

use had been ransacked, everything was scattered, even the couch was turne

eone had broken in, but what scared me the most was the

I told myself as I prayed from the bottom of my heart that nothing had happened to him, he is all I have left. If anything happ

ouldn't find anyone there except for the security man who

is face lit up with a smile when he saw me, "Ally! It's so good to

am here. He wasn't at home so I thought he would still

aused mid way in his sentence, "that's so unlike him,

r than the factory and the house. "Maybe you could...." The security man cont

ked myself but I couldn't think of anything that would bring them to my ho

could go to the police and tell them what I had seen and

my jean pocket. I pulled it out and the caller was none other th

asked myself as I answered the cal

you help me c

before she could complete her sentence. She went silent on the other end. She remained si

ked and before I could reply, "Come to my place and we'l

at the doorstep when I arrived. She invited me in and I had not even taken my seat when she beg

every single newspaper and news outlet is looking for something about it. You've really gotten your

out my uncle." I could feel a headache coming on bu

replied, stroking my hair gently. I had never felt so indebted to someone than I have to Bianca. This isn't

for the kitchen. I didn't reply because I wasn't even listening,

thing would go back to the way it was." She said reassuringly and I nodd