Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I hear the sound of gunshots ringing out behind us, of footsteps-

At some point, something tugs on the back of my dress but then

it’s gone –

When we reach the treeline I look back, just a moment, and see that there’s a body behind me what tried to grab me –

Kent is about halfway behind us, running too, squeezing off live fire as he goes at dark forms chasing him from the club –

Suddenly, though, he stumbles, grabbing his arm-

“Daniel!” I shout, slowing, trying to turn back-

“Come on, Fay!” Daniel yells, gripping my hand harder and yanking me forward.

“But your dad –”

“He told us to go! Don’t turn back!”

I hesitate, but the decision is made for me as Daniel’s hand pulls me forward, locked around mine. I follow him, my breath coming fast and sharp in my chest, an ache rising in my muscles as I push,

push.

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As we go, it gets quieter. We run through a small set of woods, across the soft green grass of some golfing greens – even through

and over a tiny creek that stands in our way as we head towards another set of trees – this one larger, a copse of pine.

under their boughs, I fall to my knees.

putting my hands down on the ground as well, ignoring the spikes of old dry needles that press into my palms. and legs. “Please, Daniel-” I say,

“I think…I think we may be okay for now we may have

them –”

getting air back into my lungs, the sweet feel of

emotions.

looking up at Daniel with worry and horror on my face. He’s much calmer than me, both physically and mentally. “How are you so okay –

“It doesn’t get…better. But you stop being so shocked, after your first

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that this won’t be the last time this happens to him, or to me. This is part of the

dark figure comes into sight. Both

forward and stretching out a hand. My fear subsides

Daniel says, rushing over to him. “Are

right hand. Daniel bends down to look at it but Kent flinches away. “Seriously, it’s not deep,” he murmurs. “The phone is in my pocket,” he says next, nodding down at his suitcoat. “Get it out, text Carlos. Drop a pin to let him know our

to meet

of his father’s pocket and following his instructions. As he does, Kent turns his eyes to me. “Are

but then realize that

trying and failing to

okay? I don’t know why…” I look down to survey my shaking limbs, “I don’t know why I’m

murmurs, coming closer to me and going down on one knee so that

a deep

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protest – I don’t

says sharply. “No arguments.

with him, taking in his serious face,

start to

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I do the same, pulling