I stepped out of the tube that connects the airplane to the airport. I was finally in Italy. I felt relived to thousands of miles away from the suffocation of my parents. I don't know how but the airport smelled free. Can an airport smell free I ponder. I am desperate for some caffeine so I say coffee to a few people and the point me into the direction of a little coffee shop. I would have thoughy I would have spotted it but with the lack of coffee I can't find said coffee.... Its a viscous cycle really. Thank god its a  britt at the front because I don't speak any languages other then english. Now looking back, going somewhere where I speak the laungauge would have been smarter..... However my favorite movie is Under the Tuscan sun  so naturally I sprung for Tuscany....

I sit down and drink my coffee while a handsome young man comes and sits with me.... I know better I have seen enough human trafficking movies to know that this could be a scam.

"I have a tazer on me at all times" I say as he pulls in his chair. "Well that is good in a faraway place...."

"My father sent you didn't he." "I- I  mean..." "How did you know" "it's obvious..." I start to explain then he cuts me off. "I have to stay" "oh of course you do I was planning on him sending somone" "bu......."