The Don

Darkness

The Don

Giovanni

Alice got up, climbing off of the bench and heading for the door; My navy jumper still loose and hanging on her body. Her ash-blonde locks static and dry about her shoulders, drooping with such glum. But her eyes wore a sense of her happiness, her joy radiating behind those honey irises. She still held a childlike-wondrous glee about her aura, wearing it with such pride, but she was just so tired, and anyone with two brain cells could see she was wearing thin of her patience for all of this. 

It was such a shame to see kids her age and even younger just thrown out onto the streets, becoming strays. I didn't know if she even wanted any help from anyone, hell it didn't seem like she was expecting any, but I wanted to see where she went to spend the night.

Alice

My eyes glazed upon the alley again, the dark and gloomy wariness of it displeasing my eyes; Giovanni's Jumper loosely hanging from my bony structure as I trailed along into the alley from a few hours before. The same eeriness brought shivers along my spine and an overwhelming alertness to my brain, but this was the only place I knew I would most likely be safe; I knew both sides of it and somewhat of the area on both ends, so this place is my safest bet. 

Cars zoomed and whizzed past as I tried to settle beside a dumpster; Leaning my upper body weight against the Side of the large black box. Anxiety was flooding my body, filling out all the space my body had; The dark was creeping in on me and to tell the truth I was terrified. I couldn't see further than about a metre, it was too dark, anything beyond that length would be fully shadowed by the thick layer of blackness. I never did too well with the dark, it always scared the daylights out of me; Who knows what's hiding in the shadows? 

My breathing was fastening and my brain was working the clockworks quicker than ever before. I wanted it to stop; I needed to get out of this personal hell of mine. And as if on cue, my name was called.

"Alice!"

The words weren't harsh or brutal, but gentle and calling out to me from the distance; Yet I still jumped back on myself, huddling into my body from the comfort I craved. Tears were pricking at my eyes and just as I felt one solemnly run down my cheek, Giovanni's face comes out of a cloud of darkness. I breathed out a sigh of relief, the fear building up in my chest vanishing when his eyes squinted in concern. His long legs walked his muscular body over to my trembling body, wrapping his arms around me, containing my whimpers while I quivered and shook. 

Laying my head on his chest, he lifted me bridal style without a word; He could straightaway sense I needed out of that environment and I couldn't thank him enough. I buried myself in him, closing my eyes and hiding my face in his chest; Trusting him to be careful with me. 

"It'll be alright. I've got you." Giovanni whispered, holding me tighter as my hands clenched around his shirt. I was trying to rid myself of the thing that was suffocating me, enclosing in on me but my breath was hitching and my brain kept showing me images in my mind. "Breath. Nothing is going to happen." He reassured me as he carried me into lightness, exiting the alley. 

I could almost feel the light pouring onto me, allowing me to feel safe once more. A few more steps forward and he placed me down, letting me go once I found balance on my two feet. Reaching into his pocket, his hand pulled out keys and a click emerged behind me, making me squeal. Giovanni's lips curled into a smirk at my noise and strided over to the the car and got in the driver's seat. I followed behind him, opening the door to the passenger's seat and getting in. 

"Thankyou." I breathed, feeling forever grateful for his kind actions, no way would I of handled being there for any longer. "No need to thank me." He humbly said, the smile still existing on his lips, letting a smile of my own form. "But-" I was about to argue with him, wanting to let him know just how thankful I was. "Did you seriously think I was going to let you go out on your own? You're a kid, that's not safe." 

Although I'd only just met the man, he'd shown me so much kindness that it felt like I had known him for months, years even. Something about him was so trusting; Maybe it was his eyes that held genuine concern, or his arms that made all the bad things disappear. Either way I trusted him and I hoped and prayed to god he wouldn't betray that. 

"I'm not a kid." I mumbled softly in my seat. "You're 15, Alice. In my eyes you're a kid." It was obvious he found my arguing amusing, that grin and slight breaths of a chuckle fully gave the game away. "Well, I'm 16 tomorrow." 

"That's still too young to be out at this time." He gave me one last look before starting up the car, letting the engine roar into the late night air. I had no clue where we were heading to but I sure hoped it was warm and there was lots of light, maybe then my body would stop its constant shivering. But we talked for a while, still making conversation until the yawns escaping my mouth stopped and my eyes closed, the darkness corrupting my mind becoming comforting. 

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I know this is shorter than what I've put up before but that's all I can manage at the moment. Hope you enjoy.

~A.V.✫*ﾟ·ﾟ。.☆.*。