Chapter 5: Save him

Belle's POV:

I open my eyes in a hospital room. It is so bright god. What the hell? He brought me to the hospital? I can't even die on my own will.

"You are awake." Dante says. He is sitting on the chair beside my bed.

"You are here. What time is it?" I ask.

"Five in the afternoon." He says.

"Thanks for staying here with me and sorry to bother you." I say.

"It's ok." He replies.

"But I was f-fine." I say.

"I know I just wanted to make sure." He says.

"You didn't have to. Next time that you see me in that condition please just leave me to die or whatever." I reply.

"How old are you?" He asks.

"Twenty two." I reply.

"Then act like one. Skipping meals and not going to doctors or not taking vitamins it's exactly what a two years old would do." He says.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"The doctor announces that you need to take vitamins and eat your food properly. He said you hadn't had any proper food for five days. So childish right? I won't eat till I get my share back. I will hate Dante till my father gives me something. I will skip meals and die to punish them. Grow up." He says.

"Don't. Don't say a word without knowing the truth. Don't judge me. You don't know anything about me. How I wish the picture that you have from me was real, but it isn't. Don't ever judge me ok? Thanks for bringing me here even it wasn't necessary." I say.

"Then tell me Belle what is the reason behind your childish behaviors?" He asks.

"It's a private matter. Can I leave?" I ask.

"They say it's better if you stay here for the night but it's ok to leave." He says. I nod sitting. I have a bad headache. Such a great day.

Dante calls the nurse they help me to get ready and took the IV out.

He helps me to his car.

"So where are you going?" He asks. Somewhere far away from here, I wish I could say that.

"At the company. I need my car." I reply. I need my car is half of the truth the other half is my father.

"You know that you can't drive." He says.

"I c-can it doesn't matter." He looks at me and nods.

"Thank you Dante I will never forget your favor." I say. He just nods.

I went home but all the way I thought about how he helped me. No one has ever done that for me. No one has cared a bit. I know that for sure I owe him one.

A week passed and everything was pretty normal. Except the fact that I was going to get married soon I haven't seen my soon to be husband or his family. Father says they are on a business trip and they come back soon to plan our wedding.

I was better, taking vitamins and try to eat. How will they help when your soul is broken?

I was going home a little bit later than usual cause I had a lot of works but I notice something weird. Dante was in the street talking with his phone but someone was behind him. So close. They didn't notice me I think Dante feels his presence cause he was about turn about but the guy suddenly smashes something against his head.

I wanted to gasp but stopped myself. Then a van comes someone opens the door and helps the other man to take Dante in.

Luckily today I was late so I parked my car in the street. I have to save him   I mean I owe him.

I seat in my car and start following them carefully. I open the dashboard and take my gun out. Thanks to my father and my teachers I am good at shooting, following and defending myself.

"Your teacher is here." Her father said.

"What teacher?" She asked confused.

"Your self defense teacher. You have to learn some skills. Don't want others be able to use you against me. Not that I mind but I don't want them to feel power over me because of you. You better learn good cause if anything happens to you, you have to save yourself I won't do anything to save you." He said harshly. She just nods.

Those classes were use-full. Teaching me how to loose someone who is following me. Following someone if it's necessary. How to shoot and defend myself. How to fight.

Not gonna lie following with a silver Maserati is hard. But I am a talented bitch and the fact that there was just one person driving and possibly just focused on his driving while two others were in the back helped too.

They stop in a dark street. I park a little far from them. Get out with my gun. I get close to them. They were all out taking Dante out, toward a building. This is my only chance. If they get in it's going to get harder.

I should've call the cops. What the fuck Belle. But you are use to this just shoot them. And I did. I shoot them so fucking fast even before they could reach for they gun. They were all on the floor I run toward them and seat on the floor next to Dante.

"Dante." I shake him. He growls.

"Get up. Hurry." I say.

"You bitch." One of them growls on the floor and was about to get up but I get up faster and kick him in the face.

"Belle." Dante was standing while holding his head.

"Let's go." I say as I grabbing his arm and running toward my car.

"Belle stop. I have to find out who they work for." He says.

"It doesn't matter. A shitty, cheap gang cause they are so stupid." I say.

I open the passenger door for him and go back to my side seating in the driver seat. I drive away from there as fast as I could. My hands were trembling.

"My phone. You know where is it?" He asks. I shake my head. Handing him my own.

"Are you ok?" He asks. I nod.

"I should ask you this question." I say.

"I am fine just a moment of weakness." He says.

"Belle don't be so shaken up. It's alright." He says. I nod.

"I need a moment to process." I say. He nods.

He makes a phone call with someone explaining and sending the address.

"It's a miracle Dante. A fucking miracle. If they did notice me, we were both getting doomed. We are so lucky that they were inexperienced." I say.

"Yes. But you were good with your gun. You were so fast. Thank you Belle." He says. I nod.

"Where do you wanna go?" I ask. He gives me his address. I was quiet lost in my own world. After a few minutes we arrive. He has a huge mansion, a beautiful one actually.

"Thanks Belle." He says as he gets out and goes to his house and I go back to my own.