All my fault || Robin Arellano

Chapter Eleven

Robin Arellano

"Oh you just wait." The grabber said to Camila.

"Wait what? What are you gonna do to her?" I asked him not fully expecting an answer.

Obviously he wasn't going to tell me but I still asked.

He looked at me like I was crazy for wanting to know what he was going to do to my best friend.

And potential lover...I think?

"You wanna know?" He asked sounding like a maniac.

I looked at Camila who was still beside me and she was visibly scared.

"...You'll just have to wait and see, because now you guys aren't gonna die separately." The grabber said as I looked back at him.

Oh fuck.

He grabbed Camila by the arm.

I could tell she tried to resist him pulling her up, but he was too strong.

I didn't know what to say, all I knew was that we had to get the fuck out of this hell-hole.

Camila knew how to fight, I was the one who taught her so I knew she was ready if she had too.

The grabber had her back pressed up against his chest, his arm covering her neck.

I gave her this look in her eyes, she just knew what I was telling her to do.

I loved how we could just read each other.

She raised her leg and kicked him in the nuts, she turned to face him and kicked him in the stomach.

To which in response, he fell on the ground kneeling in pain and holding his stomach.

She ran over to me and grabbed my hand and we ran out the the room.

The front door had a code lock on it so if we tried to put in the code it's be too late and the grabber would have us again.

Camila let go of my hand as she ran into the kitchen, me following behind.

She searched the drawers for a kitchen knife, and I looked around for something hard I could throw at his head.

I found an empty liquor bottle as he stormed into the kitchen.

I looked at Camila and she looked at me.

She had rage in her eyes, she was ready to kill this hijo de puta.

He lunged at us, Camila made a slit in his arm with the knife.

He yelled in pain, he looked at his arm in disbelief, like it was the worst thing ever happened to him.

She did it again only on the other arm.

I stood there waiting for my turn.

He took too long though.

I ran behind him and bonked him in the back of the head with the empty liquor bottle.

Camila stopped trying to slice his arms open, and he slowly fell onto the ground.

Camila moved away before he even started falling.

I dropped the bottle, which caused it to shatter in pieces on the floor.

Camila ran up to me and we hugged.

We hugged, and it felt like heaven.
Camila ran over to the phone, I'm assuming to call the police.

I knew after she said, "hi, uh, we've been kidnapped."

I made sure that he was knocked out long enough for the cops to get there.

Camila grabbed her uniform from off the ground, put it on, and we went outside, it was gloomy, the sun wasn't out and there were clouds covering the blue sky.

We sat in front of the fence and just waited.

A few minutes later, about 6 cop cars showed up with 3 other ambulances.

This cop came up to Camila and brought her to one of the ambulances and put one of those blankets on her, they did the same for me and I was seated next to her.

I don't really know what happened or what they found in the house but I'd rather live in mystery than know what that sick bastard has done.

I really don't know why, but Camila's parents showed up.

I haven't seen them since Camila basically moved in with me a few years ago.

They went up to her and acted so lovey towards her, I saw her face and she didn't like it one bit.

Camila never liked to talk about her parents, so I never brought them up. I didn't know their full background story, and it made Camila uncomfortable so I never asked.

They started talking to her in Spanish, her mom was cry, on her knees in front of her and her dad was hugging her.

I scooted away, I didn't really like her parents at all to begin with.

She tried to get them to get off of her in the most polite voice.

I've never heard her speak so much Spanish at once. She had an amazing accent. The words rolling right off her tongue so perfectly.

They got taken away from the cops after a while, so we could have alone time together.

She laid her head on my shoulder and i laid mine on hers.

We just sat there.

God, I love these kinds of moments.

I took her hand and held it in my own.

I love her so much. I'm glad I made it out with her...

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I finally finished this chapter after like 1 month bruu. I'm so happy !!
Gonna be making another chapt idk if it's gonna be the last one tho. <3