The Last Russo Novel – Lucia’s POV I see the lights in my house on. I remember turning it off, but it’s on now. I see my parents talking and them yelling about how they will ‘punish me’ for this. The close I walk to closer I feel my stomach drop. I’m right in front of the door debating if I should go in or not. Before I could twist the knob of the front door, the door went wide open quickly and I just stood there scared for my life. “Where have you been?!” yells my dad. “I’m sorry, I went to study for a test at the library,” I replied. “LAIR” He grabs me by my shirt and yanks me inside the house, where my mom is already looking at me “Bimbo where have you been?!” She says. “I went to study,” I say. ” You’re supposed to have dinner ready. I work my hips off to pay these bills, and you can’t even do a simple dinner!” She says slapping me. I was raging “Working your hips off. Haha yeah right” I say back “Don’t you dare talk to your mother that way!” My dad says as he roughly pushes me into the wall. I fall to the ground and he grabs my shirt and punches me a couple of times.
My mom comes and kicks my stomach making it hard to breathe. Dad unbuckles his belt and start to pulls up my shirt. These situations are hard to get out of now, even if they put their hands on me, I hate how I can’t do it myself. I grow the guts to finally try to defend myself, I push my dad off and pull my shirt down and try to cover my shirt down. Right after I run to room. When I get to my room, I run straight in there and lock the the door as quick as possible. I could hear their footsteps. “OPEN THE DOOR!” says my father as he bangs on the door. “No I’m so done with this abuse. I’m leaving!” I say with my hand go into my closet grabbing what I can get and putting it in a duffel bag. I open the window and jump out. I can’t get back in there. This is my only time I can go and start new. I start to run like never before. I’m finally free.
Lucia’s POV Here I am running from my monsters. Like the ones under your bed, but worse. Don’t even get me started on how these “monsters” are my parents. They hate me with a passion. I’m running until I hear someone yell and their footsteps behind me. Then I noticed there were more footsteps. I look behind me a see a group of some strong built guys. “Stop” I hear them yell. “What are you doing at this land? Don non sarà felice se no la pórtala “. (Don won’t be happy if you don’t bring her) Don? Are there boss looking for me? The guys are still running for me and they are catching up. I have been running for a long time before they started chasing me. I look behind me and see that they are very close, but when I turn around in front of me I see 2 other buff men already there making me stop. I would try and fight them off but I’m already too tired.
I stop running and they surround me. I see a place where I can escape but I’m going to see who this “Don” is. In my thinking process one of the men brings a syringe into my neck. “Don will happy.” is the last words I hear before I pass out from that strange injection. Light. Bright light. When I open my eyes and see I’m in one of those ugly basements. I suppose I was on some Mafia’s land. I was tied down by my arms and legs to a chair. Thinking of a way to get out, eight people come in. Seven being males while only one female. By the looks of it they all share characteristics, I assume they’re family. “What do you want from me?” I say. “What were you doing on our land” the only women in the group says as they all form in one line trying to give off their best “intimidating” stares. I stare at each one of them seeing all there characteristics, sweetie seeing most have the same ocean blues eyes. Weird… right? The eyes everyone calls rare or most beautiful eyes they’ve seen.
“I don’t know anything, I didn’t know I was on your land” I reply back. I could see them get frustrated. “Who are you?!” the eldest male says looking straight in me giving me very much leader vibes. “Who sent you here?” says one of the other guys. He’s muscles that look like are being strangled by his whites shirts; telling me he spends many hours at the gym. “I wasn’t sent here by anybody” I say, regretting even trying to run away… well I don’t regret that m, but I still regret letting those man take me. But I guess that might though! “Who brought you here?” the woman says to me, up in my face. I collect my saliva and spit in her face. She stood up straight and then BAM! My face flies to the left and my cheek is hurting. She smacked me. Woah, she hits hard. “Let’s start easy first ok? What is your name?” The eldest men said to me. “Fine, my name is Lucia” I say. When I said that, their faces looked surprised and some even grew a face like if they are remembering something.
I look at their faces and see the tension in room changes. The more I look at them the more I see the same characteristics in them I see in me. The jawline, eyes, hair. But of course now I’am growing crazy! Literally anyone can have the same looks as me. “You haven’t told me you’re name. I might know you.” I smirk at the man. “I should risk anything. What your date of birth?” He questions. “That’s a little personal don’t you think? Don’t want to risk it, right?” I tease him. “I’m not afraid to give you another hit.” The women threatens. “Don’t get angry mow lady. December 15, 2004, happy?” I spit out. Just again they give off a look of shock, they are started to freak me out. “You guys need to stop giving me the weird looks. Do you guys know someone that share the same birthday?” I question. I see the women look at elder man, them giving me married vibes.
“Do you think?” “I answered your question; can you at least answer one of mine?” I begged the man. “What is it?” “Whats your name?” “Leonardo Russo.” “Oh, I get it. The family who lost their daughter. How could I forget? Didn’t notice how we shared names, crazy coincidence!” “How dare you say that!” “It’s not true? You know it is! Now how long has it been now?” I see the rage growing in them. I have to do this. Makes them let themselves show. Just as I was thinking it was working. The women grabs a syringe and stabs it in me. “Oh!” I yell in pain not seeing that come. “I have to do it.” She empties the liquid into me. The more my body takes it the more I feel my conciseness going away. This hooker! … Leonardo (father) POV After Lucia loses consciousness I looked at my family. “You think it’s her?” I say. “She looks like both of you and has your eyes dad” says Matteo. “We need to get a DNA test right now,” says Alessandro. He grabs his phone and calls one of the guys that are good with finding out people’s information. “Bring one of your DNA tests to the basement, and hurry up.”
He says with a demanding voice. I look at my wife and see tears about to fall down her face. “Honey, it’s alright,” I say, trying to comfort her. “These are happy tear, but at the same time sad one because what if we get our hopes high and she isn’t my daughter” She says with tears flowing down her face. “I want her to be the one, but now what Am I supposed to do when I smacked her not too long ago. Will she forgive if she is my daughter?” She says with her voice breaking a little. “It’s ok honey, if she is our daughter she will one day found out the whole truth and forgive you.” I wipe her tears as she starts to nod. Just then Rick comes in, Rick is our best man that works with us to identify people. “Where is the person?” he says, looking around till he sees Lucia. “Her?” He says look at me. “Yes, and hurry” I say. “Yes sir” He replied, speed walking to Lucia. He bends down and picks her head up and takes out the cotton swab and puts it in her mouth. I look at his face and I know he can see the similarity between Aurora and I in Lucia. “She looks like her?” He says carefully making sure to be careful with his words. “Maybe, this is why I called you,” says Alessandro. He finished and came up to Aurora and I.
“I will need to do the same as you and your wife to see if she is your daughter, sir” He says looking a little up to look me in the eye. “Yes, Sons take Lucia to a spare bedroom until we find the results.” I say looking at my kids. “Of course father.” they replied back as I walked out the room with Aurora and Rick behind me. We go in the kitchen and Rick swab the inside of my mouth then Aurora’s. “Results will take about 2 hours, sir” “Yes, but when you get it run back and tell” I say. “Of course” Rick replied while walking to the door. Now we have to wait. … 3rd pov 2 hours later As the family are waiting for the result. Rick finally comes into the living room with the results that could change the family for the better or worst. As he comes with his paper of results the family becomes alert and sits up straight and waits for Rick to talk. “OK, so I got the result” He says with an excited and relieved expression. By this expression the family all knew the answer but still didn’t want to bring their hopes too high. Rick opens his paper and shows the results. “She is the mafia princess. It’s Lucia” he says with a smile on his face.
The family all had mixed emotions. Sadness because they now just found their princess after 14 years. Anger, but to the people who took her. Happiness, well because they finally found their princess. But out of all the emotions, they feel guilty You already know why. As they were all in their thoughts they heard the knob of a door shaking roughly. hen the boys put Lucia in the room, they also locked the door just in case she wasn’t their sister and she couldn’t escape. They all look at the hall that was leading to the door where Lucia was staying. Now, they all had to explain to her that she is their princess. They are definitely not going to say she is the Mafia princess. Who do you think they are? They are too scared she would run away or something. But, how will they explain to Lucia that she is The Last Russo?