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The next morning I woke up early. I showered and put on a simple hoodie and jeans. I double checked my bag making sure I had my clothes, knife and mask. When I was younger, and had just started going on jobs I painted my face as a skull so if I was ever seen no one knew what i actually looked like but, when Maria came into the picture and started working she wanted her face painted. To keep her from not obeying, my father, he made me stop painting my face and do hers. I obviously hated it but he made me get over it. One day during a job, one of the guys was an undercover cop, he had grabbed me when I tried to run, he was hurt so it was easy to get out of his grip but when I took off running again he shouted "I know what you look like, I'll get you and your family"
I stopped running and went back over to him and looked him right in the eyes and said "you can't talk if you're dead" I cut his throat and watched as he tried to stop the blood from coming out his neck. When he finally realized there was no stopping it he grabbed ahold of my shirt and looked up with begging eyes, I felt bad but, he threatened my family and my identity. When I got home that day I made my dad get me a mask. We got it custom made out of porcelain and so it fit only my face and stuck on without a string. It's still a skull with gold and black designs on it.
I hadn't noticed I had spaced out until Marcus shook me. "You ok?" He asked in a groggy morning voice, I smiled and nodded "you should get up, you guys are leaving soon" he nodded and got out of the bed. He went to his dorm and a little while later he came back this time in a white t-shirt with a black long sleeve under along with black jeans. He had his backpack with what I assumed to be clothes. I was sat at my desk, slightly zoned out as I stared at my blade. I found it crazy how I learned how to use it with Jimena and now I was going to kill her with it. Chico offered his blade to use instead of mine but I didn't want it.
I sat reminiscing all our good memories together until Marcus came over and placed both hands on my shoulders. "I don't wanna do this..." I whispered "then don't" he said as he kneeled in front of me. I chuckled and shook my head "he'd disown me...I have to" he went to say something but there was a knock on my door "come in" I shouted and in walked Rosa "you have a call cuñada" I smiled at her and got up.
I went out to the phone and my brother was on it once again, it was my father. Chico turned around and saw it was me "aqui esta ella"(here she is) he handed me the phone sadly then kissed my cheek and went over to Rosa who had followed me to the phone. Before I put the phone to my ear I took a breath "hola?" I said. I could almost hear his smile, I don't know why but it made me feel sick. "Ona, are you ready" he asked but I didn't answer "mija? You there?" I cleared my throat and nodded as if he could see me "yea-yea I'm here" he hummed in response "good, are you ready" i took another deep breath "yea I'm ready"
There it was again, he smile sounded through the phone "good, she's staying in the LINQ, call and get her to hangout." I nodded "ok" was all I could make out "bueno, talk to you later" I stayed on the phone until I heard his end go out. I stood there for a minute, then I noticed the people complaining behind me. I put the phone back and turned around "took you long enough" someone said "fuck off" I said as I walked back to my dorm.
