TW: SA. Violence. Torture
Take care🤍
1 week of waiting.
1 week of machines beeping.
1 week of not sleeping.
1 week of not eating.
1 week of running up and down.
1 week of violent killing and questioning.
1 week without Collette.
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"Run it again" Antonio said lowly looking at the map infront of him, his hair had grown longer to his neck and his subtle stubble turned into a noticeable beard, the red and purple bags under his eyes looked horrific as he played around with the co-ordinates on the screen.
"Run it again fuck sakes" he ran his hand through his unruly hair listening to his machine respond back.
"Running the #438th coordinate ID" the robotic feminine voice said
"Fuck!" He slammed his fist on the table getting up going to the fridge pulling out a bottle of vodka eyes glued to the screen. Antonio had left the cabin house to his penthouse. The constant reminder of Collette made his heart ache.
The large door opened as Sanco walked in with a takeout bag in his hands put it on the counter together with the other takeout bags.
"Sobrino, comer" a saddened look sat on his face (nephew eat)
"¿Cómo puedo comer sabiendo que no le dan de comer?" he retorted zooming in on different areas on the map
(How can I eat knowing they aren't feeding her shit)
"¿Cómo la encontrarás si no quieres una mierda?" Sanco retorted placing the bag in Tony's lap
(How will you find her if you don't eat shit)
"Run it again" he said grabbing the bag eating his grilled cheese and soup
"Collette no está muerta. Ella es más fuerte que eso" Sanco zoomed into the map
(Collette's not dead. She's stronger than that.)
"Ella también tiene una boca que puede meterla en problemas" (she also has a mouth that can land her in problems)
The two men are in silence until the computer spoke up.
"N 44 S 56 E 23 W 07, naval base retreat pinned location"
Antonio immediately sprung up locking in the coordinates before speaking again
"The base rests against the port"
"That's at regular boat level" Sanco got up coming to look over at the map
"Is the base surrounded by anything?" Antonio ran a hand through his hair
"Scanning...west of the Naval base is an armed guard tower as well as east" the computer answered
"We need to go to the docks then" Antonio got up quickly
"Relájate, no podemos ir a este muelle tan temprano. Nos vamos esta noche" Sanco dragged back into his seat
(Relax, we can't go to the docks this early. We leave tonight)
"El tiempo que pasamos esperando es tiempo para que ella pueda ser asesinada" he snapped
(Time we spend waiting is time she could be killed)
"Mira, Antonio, siempre eres preciso en estas misiones y sé que la amas, pero necesito que te reúnas para que esto tenga éxito. Ve a ducharte y vístete, para cuando vuelvas podemos ir a los muelles. Vale" he rubbed his shoulder watching the young man nod his head
(Look, Antonio you are always precise on these missions and I know you love her but I need you to get it together for this to be successful. Go take a shower and get dressed, by the time you come back we can head to the docks. Ok)
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Antonio stood in the shower closing his eyes feeling the hot water burn his skin feeling numb to the pain, he could hear her laugh bounce off the walls, feel her hands gently caress his shoulder, smell her addicting scent. Letting out a sob he slid down the shower staring at the white ceiling, feeling tears roll down his face. For the first time in his life he felt out of control of the situation. He felt weak.
