𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 11 - 𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈'𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇

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"Stop crying." Red said in an annoyed tone, rolling his eyes at you. The lump in your throat began to hurt as you tried your hardest to hold it back, but the fear was overwhelming. You sniffled, looking away from him as more tears dropped onto your wet cheeks. "I'm gonna start asking questions," He grabbed a stray chair from the floor, setting it across from you before sitting down. "What do you know?"

You shook your head, "I don't know anything. I swear. I don't even know who you are." You mumbled, dried tears on your face. Red nodded slowly, "but do you know, Dabi?" He asked, raising a brow. You nodded at him, "I was there looking for him. He disappeared for six months without a trace." You hiccuped, the tears beginning to dry on your face. "When's the last time you saw him?"

"Six months ago, he came into a restaurant I used to work at. He was bleeding like crazy and passed out in my arms. I helped him and that's it. He didn't say much else. But, two other men came and took him. And after that night, I thought he might've died from the blood loss." You thickly swallowed, glancing at the man every now and then. "How do you even know, Dabi?" He leaned in, squinting his eyes at you.

"He helped me with my car one night. And from there I went back to his mechanic shop to have something else fixed and things went on from there." Your voice went quiet at the end. "So, your Dabi's little girlfriend?" Red placed the gun under your chin, lifting your head. "No, no!" You cried. "I only knew him for a couple of weeks!" More tears streamed down your face, the feeling of cold metal sending shivers down your spine.

Red's palm connected with your cheek, landing a hard slap across your face causing your head to jerk to the side. You whimpered from the pain, flinching from the impact. "You're fucking lying to me!" Red shouted, pointing the gun at you. "No, please! I'm not!" You begged, your body shaking uncontrollably as the taste of copper filled your mouth. Red harshly grabbed your face, pulling you towards him, "do you know where the fuck he is, huh? Did you know that bomb was in there? You set it up, didn't you?!" He yelled in your face.

"I didn't! I don't know where he is! Please!" You screamed through your tears. You were trying to beg for your life in any way possible, it was the only way you could get out of this situation. "Useless, bitch." Red snapped, letting go of your face. Your head drooped low as you continued to cry, your shirt soaked from the salty tears. Red reached into his pocket, pulling out his pocket knife. You looked up, seeing the shining blade under the light. "Are you telling me the truth?" Red asked, laying the flat of the knife on your cheek. "I am." You clenched your eyes shut.

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