Encounters of Love

Part 16: One of Them.

            We started driving back to the San Chucos house. We were about thirty minutes into the drive. It was silent.
            "Why did you hang up on Luhsette?" I asked calmly.
            "You don't need to talk to her." He said in a pissed off voice.
           "Why?" I said, trying not to cry.
           "BECAUSE I SAID.  GOD YOU DON'T LISTEN AT ALL." He screamed. I started crying.
          "BUT SHE WAS THERE FOR ME WHEN NO ONE ELSE WAS!" I screamed back in a teary voice.
          "IM THE ONLY PERSON YOU NEED. IM HERE. GOD DAMMIT!"
           "No." I said. I turned to the window. I started crying.
          "I don't wanna hear any of that bullshit in my car." He said. "Your such a fuckin bitch."
          I looked at him. Then I looked in the back and saw a gun. I grabbed it as fast as I could. I cocked it and pointed it at Rico. He swerved the ar but still kept going.
          "Fuck. Put that shit down." He said.
           He seemed really calm. It annoyed me.
          "Let me out of the fuckin car. NOW!" I said.
          "She's not good for you."
          "Let me out now. Rico. Now." He wouldn't stoop the car and my body was getting tired.
          "She's just on a fuck your life up. She's gonna put you in a prostitution home. You wanna get touched by thousands of men? Look, once you get in you can't get out." He said. I kept him at gun point until he stopped the car.
          "Stop the car."
           He stopped the car. I brought the gun with me. Once I got out of the car, he started driving as fast as he could. I started walking back to the hotel to find Luhsette. There was a gas station not too far from where I was.
        I stopped by there and called Luhsette. She said she was gonna pick me up. I waited about 10 minutes. And then she came. I hugged her to death. We got in the car and we started heading back to the hotel. Once we got there, she got the bed ready for us to sleep in.
       "Are you a prostitute?" I asked her.
      She paused and just stared at me for a minute.
       "Yes." She said.
       "Oh."
       "That's actually where I'm going tomorrow. If you wanna come."
        I just stared at her as if she was stupid.
        "It's fine. I just need enough money so I can buy my own house. You can help. We can raise enough money to buy OUR house. Please. It will help both of us. And we wouldn't stay for a long time. Just maybe 6 months."
         "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" I said. "IM NOT DOING THAT. YOUR SICK. HOW CAN YOU PUT ME THROUGH THIS. IS THIS WHY YOU WANTED TO TAKE ME?"
         "No. Well, yes. But it will do both of us good."
         "NO." I screamed. "IM SIXTEEN. IM NOT SLEEPING WITH HUNDREDS OF DIFFERENT MEN."
           "Please. I need the money." I froze. "I mean WE need the money."
           "What is wrong with you." I said crying. "Rico was right."
           I walked out the hotel room and walked to the front of the building. It was 1am around that time. I sat on a bench next to the vending machine.
          "Hey." Said an old man. He sat right next to me.
          I didn't respond.
          "What are you doing all alone out here by your self?"
         I still didn't respond.
        "Wanna come to my room. It's nice and warm in there."
        I knew better than not to go inside strangers homes.
        "No." I said.
        "Please. I'm really lonely."
       "NO!" I screamed.
       I got up and started walking the other way. Then they old man grabbed my arm and started pulling me closer to him. He was really strong. I started fighting back but he wouldn't budge.
         We got inside his hotel. He pushed me to the ground. I kept moving away, but he kept dragging me. He then got on top of my and tried kissing me. I kept moving my face away from his lips.
            "GET OFF ME OLD MAN!" I screamed.
             He started trying to undress me. I still kept fighting. He was really heavy and I started getting really tired. He still kept trying to kiss me. Then I heard a gun shot. The old man suddenly stopped. He started bleeding. I pushed off me.
             I got up and looked around to find the shooter. I couldn't find anyone. So, I went to the front door to get out before the shooter came to me. Then I felt someone grab my waist from behind me. He held me at gun point.
           He picked me up and turned me towards the mirror in the hotel room. It was Rico.
           "Missed me?" He said.
            He moved his arm around me neck. He started to choke me a little bit. I could still breathe, though.
          "What are you doing here?" I asked.
         "I heard your little cries." He said laughing.
         "Fuck you. I don't need you." I tried taking his arm off from around my neck, but he was too strong.
         He squeezed harder. Still enough to breathe.
         "Stop." I said. 
        "Or what? Huh?" He said smiling. "You were brave with the gun in your hand. What happened?"
         I rolled my eyes and just let go of him. He put the gun more into my neck. Enough to make a print.
         "I'm one shot away." He said.
        "Do it then. What's stopping you."
         He just stared at me. He squeezed my neck hard and jammed the gun harder into my neck. I just stared at him and he stared at me. I started looking around trying not to cry. He let go of my neck. I tried moving away but the hand with the gun, grab my waist and pushed me back into him. He pulled something out of his pocket. It looked like a stamp. It ad the San Chucos sign.
          He lit it until it burned. Then he turned me to the side. He stamped it right on my arm. The same place his was at. I tried moving my arm away but he kept it still. Then he removed it after 2 minutes.
           "Now your one of us." He smiled.