I shouted at the top of my lungs because it was suffocating. I can't endure it anymore. I must go outside and see new people. These old faces were driving me crazy. Another hour of this and I will fucking kill someone.
"Ty tot, kto sdelal eto s soboy. Eto tvoy sobstvennyy vybor, Misha. Teper' zhivi s posledstviyami."
"you are the one who did this to yourself. It is your own choice, Misha. Now live with the consequences"
Artem said, hissing, and for a second I stood there staring at him without saying a word. Then I screamed and screamed, throwing anything in my way and crashing it.
After what felt like hours, I stopped panting, sweating, and a little dizzy gasping for breath. I don't know what took over me, but this made my anger rise to higher levels.
"I guess I came at the right time."
Someone said from the door and I glared at him but the doctor grinned and walked inside, not even blinking when he saw how messy my room was.
"I remember telling you that you need to rest for at least one month, your ribs need some more time to heal Miss Yakov."
Doctor Luka said in a chastising voice and I just followed him to my miraculously tidy bed and sat holding my head in both of my hands.
"I'm losing my mind, doc. I don't think I can endure it anymore, being locked up in my room doing nothing, meeting no one."
I said pathetically, making him give me one of his pitying looks and I looked away because it made me feel like a little brat.
"I know, but it is for your safety, Misha. You know that they are doing this for your own safety, even Renzo. He is trying to find the people who almost killed you back then. He looks worse than you, actually."
The doctor said, tsking as he took my blood pressure and gave me looks of disapproval, but I didn't care cause I frowned at Artem for answers but he just looked away.
"Yeah, I can see why you are confused, he looks like a cold motherfucker who only cares about himself, but trust me, he isn't. he is..... a good man or at least decent."
The doctor said chuckling then he examined my chest, touching my still tender spots, making me hiss and earn a glare from him.
I opened my mouth to ask him what he meant but then something blew up, shaking the entire villa, shutting me up. Then we heard the sound of gunshots and screams.
I tried to stand up to check what was going on, but the doctor pushed me back on the bed and his friendly face turned scary. Then he went to where Artem was watching outside my window.
Then he went to my walk-in closet and was back with a duffel bag and a jacket, he threw them at me then went to his own bag and brought out a small gun, making my eyes widen.
"This isn't just a little game like last time, Artem. I can count over fifty men out there and we don't know how many are inside the villa."
The doctor said, making me freeze for a second, but then I jumped out of bed and went to my closet and got the little gun my father gave me on my 21st birthday.
Both men gave me an approving look, then they watched the scene outside silently as I tried to see as well.
"My father isn't here. This is pointless, everyone knows that he is back in Russia doing some business."
I said in genuine puzzlement because no one was worth killing here, some guards, a few maids, Artem, and me. Then it hit me when the two men glared at me. They are here for me.
"Our priority is to save Misha. We need to get her outside of here, then think about motives and reasons."
Artem said, making the doctor nod, and I kept silent because this is their task, my job is to follow orders and never distract or contradict them.
This is the drill since I was a baby, since my mom was killed, I was taught to listen to orders and follow them when shit like this happens.
"No place is safe at the moment, we still don't know who is a friend and who is a foe. I can trust no one."
Artem mumbled to himself, but the doctor touched his shoulder and put a finger on his lips as he tiptoed to my door, opening it slowly.
"Renzo Valentino is your only friend at the moment, his place is a small fortress no one can enter it and no one dares to try. Our mission is getting out of here and going there safely."
My bodyguard opened his mouth to say something, but he closed his mouth again, maybe because he knew the doctor was right.
I mean I hate that man's guts but the doctor was right last time he saved me and brought me home in one piece and from my papa's reaction I think they are on good terms, so this is acceptable.
Suddenly I was pushed to my bed and gunshots filled my room because the door was pushed open and again people in all black were inside, showering us with bullets.
I stayed where I was watching the scene, ready to defend myself if I had to, and watched Luka and Artem killing the five men who attacked them.
Luka went to check the outside while Artem came back to me to see if I was hurt, but I pushed him away and showed him the bulletproof vest I put on when I was getting my gun.
"There are ten men heading our way, we won't be able to leave here from the door we need an alternative"
Luka said and Artem nodded his head, then he headed to my walk-in closet, making us follow him. My mouth dropped when I saw him push a hidden button and one of the walls opened for him.
We followed him silently, feeling our way because it was dark but then light shook and the doctor grinned behind his lighter.
"This will lead us to the back garden, it is close to the garage, we can take a car and leave."
My bodyguard said as we walked for a minute then we stopped and a blinding light surrounded us, and made us blink for a second, but we were outside.
He went out first to check the place and when he found no one, he signaled us to get outside to go to the garage.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the familiar doors, but then I felt something hot splash on my face, for a moment I stood confused as I touched my face and looked at my fingers and found them red.
My breath hitched when my mind registered the color and smell of blood and I looked in front of me and found Artem holding his stomach as he was aiming his gun at someone behind one of the bushes.
I screamed his name and tried to run where he was, but Luka stopped me so I fought him and pushed him away, and because of that, I got shot twice. Once at my right arm and the second at the left side of my neck.
But weirdly enough, I didn't feel the pain as I ran or when I dropped to my knees to hold Artem in my arms.
"Tell me that it's a minor thing and you will be ok."
I said pathetically, as I checked his body and found out that he was shot multiple times and was bleeding heavily.
He gave me a bloody smile then touched my cheek, caressing it softly, then he looked at the doctor who was covering us.
"Take her and I got your back, we don't have much time, they must have heard the gunshots."
My bodyguard and the person who was the closer thing to an older brother to me said, and I wailed as Luka dragged me to the garage and then threw me in a car.
I fought him tooth and nail. I wanted to go back and bring Artem with us, but something pinched me and suddenly all the fight in me drained and I just saw black.