𝙴𝚕𝚕𝚊

𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃

Present

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It's been a couple of days since I found out the truth from Mr. Black. I couldn't believe I was locked down there for no reason.

I chose to often go back down there because Gus and Jaq were still down there and I couldn't bring them upstairs. 

If I did that who knows what could have happened to them.

As I was heading down I heard some shuffling. As I was down in the cellar I saw an injured man in one of the cells.

I ran up to the bar. "O-oh my goodness, w-what happened."

"Who the fuck are you?" The man looked a little older than me. Maybe mid thirties. He had cuts all along his body and he had a black eye.

He was wearing no shirt and he was chained against the wall.

"I-I'm just a cleaning lady. D-do you need help?"

He raises his eyebrow and stands up. He was way taller than me and had a six pack. I tried not to let my gaze wonder. W-why we're all the men in this h-house...

Enough Ella, it's not appropriate.

I stop my wondering mind and look up. "Yeah, your a cleaning lady right. Clean me."

My eyes go wide

...

I eventually come back with a first aid kit. "Come in, I don't bite."

For some reason I didn't believe him.

I walk into the cell and tend to his wounds. "S-so how did you get these. W-who hurt you?" I said in a worried tone.

He chuckles "you really don't know?"

I look at him confused. "Well your boss claimed I stole money from him so he beat the fuck out of me and threw me down here."

I gasp, what a cruel man. "T-thats awful... But d-did you?"

"Of course I didn't, it's my fucking twin brother. Sometimes we get mixed up." He groans while leaning back.

"W-well everything will be o-okay. H-he will find out soon enough and release y-you right?"

He looks at me and scowls "are you mad? He'll kill me along with my brother. He has no heart to release me... How innocent are you?"

"I-I'm sorry... W-well your all patched up I will be leaving now-" when I turn around Mr.black is right there.

"So you help criminals too. I'm giving you two seconds to back the fuck out of the cell so I can shoot him." He says aiming the gun at him.

I scream "n-no, h-he's innocent." I say running up in front of him.

His jaw tics "move now! It wasn't a request."

"P-please believe me h-he has a twin brother he told me."

"And how do you expect me to trust his word. You are a gullible idiot to believe such fuckery"