Chapter 12 ~

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Diego woke up screaming as Lila stuck a hot metal rod on his wound.  I ignored them and grabbed a cloth to clean the blood dripping down my arm and cleaned it up to see how deep it really was. You could see bone.

I heard Diego let out a soft groan before passing out. Five appeared just as I finished wiping the blood off my arm and entering the room.
"Oh he isn't dead. " he said.

"Disappointed?" Lila asked. "Oh to see you? Always." He said with a smirk.

"So much hostility in such a tiny package." She said as five grabbed some gauze to cover his wound pogo gave him.

He saw my arm and gave me a what-the-hell-happened look. I shook my head telling him it didn't matter.

"Did you cut yourself shaving?" She asked noticing his neck.

"I could teach you to shave like a big boy." She said earning a laugh from me.

"No I just ran into an old family friend." Five said. He turned around noticing Elliott still tied up.

"You didn't untie him?" Five asked looking at Lila then me. I shrugged. "Was I supposed to?" She asked.

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