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Gao was currently threatening you, wanting to know who killed Chico.
But your mouth stayed shut, ever since you entered this room.
At first she slapped you when you didn't answered her question. And after it she always acted like she didn't just hit your cheek and continued with her questions.
After an hour with you saying nothing, she was starting to loose her patience.
She stabbed your hand with her ear needle, and to say it hurt was an understatement.
It felt like pure and utter hell.
But you promised them not to spill, you promised him.
"Dear, why don't you just tell me who did it? Was it Maria? Saya? Marcus? Or even you?" Gao paused waiting for your reaction, wandering around the room you only followed her figure with your eyes.
Gao started to smirk, pulling the needle further into the back of your hand.
"Did you do it y/n? Answer the simple question and you're free to go"
You slightly nodded, not being able to bear the pain anymore, a few tears slipped down your cheeks.
With a satisfied smile Gao let you go, you doubted that she would actually let you go but she did.
You ran out of the room and to your shared room.
You tried to run at, but your head wouldn't let you, everything felt so light. You almost collapsed if it wasn't for Marcus to find you pressed up against a wall, noticing you're struggling, coming over to help you.
he didn't exactly know where your room was so he brought you to his he shared one with Shabnam.
When you woke up you panicked, this wasn't your room. You room had a flower on the ceiling you drew on your first day.
"Hey, hey" Marcus held your face in between his hands, a worried look on his face as he scanned your face.
You smiled slightly at him, putting your hands on his and taking them away.
You held his hands as he looked down.
His eyes widened as he clenched his jaw.
"Who did that?" he gritted his teeth.
"Marcus. You and I both know who did it and why." you said calmly but you had this anger inside of you.
Following that anger you slapped him hard across the cheek.
He held his cheek, starring at you with an open mouth.
"You caused this! You are the reason this happened, you all are. I had nothing to do with his death! Why are you doing this to me?" you screamed at his face, tears of anger sliding down your cheek.
Glaring at him one last time, you stormed out of his room, leaving the door open, and him behind.
