Mafia: Role Play

"your father should have taught you to squeeze the trigger, not pull, right?"

"There a difference?" She asked confused. "Squeeze, pull, isn't it the same thing?"

"pull can mees up your aim, squeezing doesnt it: they're 2 different motions..

I just realized something: I don't know where 2 drive: where are we going."

"You'll have to show me later." She glanced around. "I don't know, I thought you knew where we were going." The sun was just beginning to rise.

"Would your father be any help in this?"

She scoffed. "Yeah right. He wouldn't even pay my ransom." She looked out her window.

"Do you have any friends left?"

She thought for a moment. There was Ryan, but she didn't know if she could trust him. He was a friend of her father's, he was probably going to be her fiance too. She shook her head. "None that I can trust." She remembered something. "I have money in the bank if we need it. At least ten thousand." She began to feel sleepy.

He pulled in a parking lot and let her rest on his shoulder whle he kept watch.

She leaned against him, cuddling slighty, and began to fall asleep. Her eyes felt so heavy. She couldn't believe the things that have happened in the last two days. They repeated in her head until she fell asleep.

He kept watch for most of the day. She slept, sometimes talking durin her sleep. Evetually he felt his eyes closing 2, after 56 hours of no rest, he was finally get tired. He fell asleep with his head against hers.

Around four o'clock she slowly woke up. (( unless u want it to be a different time )) In her sleep she had wrapped an arm gently around Alex. She slowly removed her arm and felt he was asleep on her. She felt safe with him. She cuddled against him again, and waited for him to wake up.

He woke up around 5:00. He notcied taht she was cuddled against him. he rubbed her waist, singaling he was awake.
"so who is this Ryan guy? someone you'd marry, or someone you woudlnt trust with a gun?"

She leaned up as he woke up. (( it's Ryan.. not Rick )) "How do you know about Ryan?" She glanced at him suspiciously. "It doesn't matter how you know about him. He's one of the men my father wants me to marry."

"Do you want to marry him?" Alex asked. he knew what was going on in his mind. He knew now why he couldn't kill her before...

The thought of her marrying Ryan, or any of the men her father wanted her to was funny. She shook her head. "No. My father thinks he can pick any guy who he thinks is fit, and I'll love him. It doesn't work like that." She glanced up at him. "My father doesn't believe in true love, I guess."

"your father sounds like a good father...
do you believe in true love?"
Alex held her hand.

"He's ok, but he thinks he owns me." She looked at his hand which held hers. She then slowly looked up at him. "I'm beginning to." She told him quietly.

"I never thought it was possible. Like I said before, most women don't like dating Contract Killers. I never thought it was possible until I met you, angel." He gripped her hand tighter.

She smiled, blushing lightly. "I guess it's not that unusual for me. The men my father want me to marry are all in the mafia. It's a life I'm trying to escape." She looked at him sincerely. "But you're different."