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Alexia "Lexi" Garcia is daughter of Matteo Garcia Leader of the Mexican Mafia. Lexi was kidnapped at the age of 3 from her home as revenge. She was abused and trained to be a deadly killer by the Russian Mafia.
She escaped from Russia...
This chapter has a lot of triggers so proceed risk
This chapter will be about Lexi's Past.
Lexi's P.O.V- 5 years ago TW⚠️⚠️// various triggers// ⚠️⚠️
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I have been in here so long. I can't do this anymore, I either have to kill myself or wait until they do it. I need to leave this place they feed me every week. I eat one piece of toast and a cup of water in a week. I am so underweight you can see my ribs perfectly. Whenever I eat, it doesn't stay down, I always throw up the small amount of food I receive. I try to keep it down, but it's failing miserably. The doctor came to see me and said I had a lot of scar tissue in my stock and it completely ruined my stomach lining.
"From now on you will only be able to eat small meals smaller than what it usually is" the doctor said sadly
"It's ok. Whatever. If I die it will be a happy day" I said sadly
"You will most likely be put on a liquid diet" the doctor said and he left.
They torture me every day to build up my pain tolerance, but I don't feel anymore pain. They made me numb and now I just am a body with no soul anymore. They won.
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(Imagine this but the people are younger)
The only thing I have to normal human contact is the boy who shares a wall with me. His name is Carlos Martinez. He is my only friend. We talk for hours on end to keep each other sane. We are best friends and promised each other we would get out. I could hear everything that happened to him. His screams are engraved in my brain as mine are to his. As time went on the screams faded into silence. We turned numb and soulless. I wish we could've had a regular childhood, we could've been playing in a park and swing on a swing set instead of getting tortured every single day for a whole decade.
"Lexi, Feliz cumpleaños" Carlos said in a cheerful voice
