Stacie Reynolds is a typical 17 year old senior trying to get through high school without being noticed. She gets straight B's without even trying and has a loving family.
But has one issue on hand. Michael Williams refuses to leave her alone. Coul...
We dropped off our present for La Muerte at the Blood Falls sign like we said we would and started heading home.
"Today has been so flipping draining and exciting." Kevin said as he started playing with Alex's bracelets as she was typing on her phone with one hand.
"Met and mingled with celebrities."
"And maybe killed the underboss of La Muerte." As soon as Kevin said this, I got a sinking feeling in my gut.
"Guys did the captive have a Spanish accent?" I ask everyone.
"Come to think of it, no."
"And doesn't anyone else feel like that was way too easy?" As soon as I asked this everyone started cursing. Guess I'm not the only one who finds this odd.
"We didn't get the underboss."
"They tricked us." We all start cursing on our way home.
<-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-> In Stacie's Dream
"Where am I?" I ask myself as I look around the room I'm in.
"Extrañar, you are in your bedroom. What do you need?" A middle aged lady tells me as she stands by the door.
"Tell me who am I?"
"Señorita, tiene una misión en sus manos. Usted está aquí para recopilar toda la información. Cualquier información que pueda recopilar es muy importante. Eres la hija de un español extremadamente rico que controla toda España. ¿Algo más?" What does she mean I'm here on a mission?
"Uh no grazias." She nods and walks away. Where the hell am I? I get off the bed and head to the walk in closet. Browsing through the options I picked a random outfit. After showering and applying lotion I reluctantly put on my outfit.
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No one ask me about why I picked this, it just happened. When I was looking at my hair that was slicked back and my face that had makeup there was a knock on the door.
"Enter." I say while looking at myself in the mirror.
A Spanish man entered and stood at the door. "I'm pleased that you're already dressed for the event extrañar, but hora de conocer al jefe." I look at him confused but nod. He gestures that I should walk ahead of him. I take a deep breath and put my poker face on. Walking ahead of him, he closes the door and gestures me to follow him.
We walk through the mansion and end up by the door of the ballroom where I see a very hot Spanish man waiting in a suit. (Was going to add a pic but couldn't find the right one so use your imaginations)
He looked in my direction and looked me up and down with lust in his eyes.
Uhhh let's add this to the confusion list shall we?
"You look absolutely breathtaking." He takes my hand and kisses it. Then he intertwines our hands and opened the door. When those doors opened my jaw nearly dropped.
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"Weren't we supposed to-" He cuts me off with a chuckle.
"I know that is what you were thinking but before getting to the ballroom there's a hallway. So follow me mi amor." I look at him confused and he places his hand by the small of my back and guides me through the hallway. I have no idea what's going on but something tells me I'll find out soon.
We reach the top of the stairs and I stare down the stairs and lift my head. That's alot of stairs.
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He looks at me with eyes filled with love, "I threw this small gathering for you mi amor." Then we descend the stairs while the crowd at the bottom bow their heads until we reach the bottom of the stairs.
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How the ballroom kinda looks like.
Then everyone raises their heads and starts chanting, "Todos saluden al rey y la reina"
As the people continue chanting the mysterious man looked at me and said "Welcome back home mi amor. Now we can rule side by side just like when we were kids." I stare at him in disbelief.
<-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-><-> Reality
I wake up and look around.
Still in the same bedroom in Michael's house.
I check the time and see that it's only 4 am. I groan and sit up on the bed and stare in the dark. Time to list the things from the dream.
.The mysterious Spanish man knows me since childhood apparently.
.Those people could be the La Muerte Mafia.
.They kept calling me their queen.
.I actually felt like royalty.
This has to be the weirdest dream ever.
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Author's note
I know this chapter is kinda short. It's what I could write while I'm in writer's block but it's very very important.
Bookmark this chapter somehow cause trust me, it's short but is filled with hints and clues that link to Stacie and Alex's trauma, their origin and why Tom tried selling their information on the dark web.
