•𝒟𝐼𝒜𝐵𝐿𝒜• Alejandro Vargas x Female Reader

𓆩Thoughts𓆪

Show me how- Men I Trust

"I'll get you some clothes to change in. In the meantime Soap will stay here to keep an eye on you." Gaz said to you as he exited the room leaving Both you and Soap alone.

Looking around you noticed there was a bathroom in here, along with a small nightstand and a normal sized table in the corner. Pretty decent, but you really missed being back home more than being here. Breaking the silence, Soap asked you something.

"So, how do you and Alejandro know each other?" You stop your movements while looking over your shoulder, debating if you should lie or tell him. "Why do you wanna know?" You said with sass.

"Back at the van, he said you haven't changed." He said looking at you. "I figured both of you were probably close back then... right?" You slightly laugh at his comment. "Used to be, but not anymore," in all seriousness, you didn't feel like sharing the pity backstory of you and Alejandro.

"Well if you don't mind me asking, why do you hate him?" Soap asked. Turning around you look at him crossing your arms. "Because I do. Does that answer your question?" You scoffed in annoyance.

Before he could speak the door of the room opened, revealing Alejandro standing there holding a plain shirt and sweatpants for you.

Soap walked out leaving you and Alejandro alone. Slowly moving towards you he handed you the pair of clothes.

"Here." He said placing your clothes in your hands before leaving the room without saying a word. You rolled your eyes in annoyance walking towards the small bathroom before closing the door. "Dickhead," you whispered to yourself.

After changing you turn off the lights and lay on the bed, looking out the window with tears forming in your eyes.

You barely had time to process what just happened, or even cry in your "defeat" once they caught you. You were laying there in silence, surrounded by the moonlight that enlightened the room.

You thought of many ways to escape this hellhole, and those thoughts kept you up the whole night obtaining no rest whatsoever. Other than that it was common for you to sleep late at night, usually spending your time at your balcony smoking a cigarette or cleaning your weapons.

Speaking of weapons, the only weapon on you was that same pocket knife that you killed Brian with. In other words it was a welcome gift from Marcos when he introduced you to the cartel, the nickname he gave you DIABLA imprinted on the blade with gold. Surprisingly they let you keep it on you, pretty stupid if you asked yourself.

Finally, you closed your eyes resting in the confines of the room. Luckily for you it was an exhausting day today so you fell asleep quicker than you than expected, letting the warmth of the bed and blanket sink you into comfort as the night went by.

"Y/n!" Quickly you opened your eyes as the sound of your name echoed. "Y/n! Thank God you're okay! Let's get you out of here-" Said that familiar voice as their hands grabbed yours, leading you through this large window and out of the room. We're they helping you... escape?

It was too much to process for you, the sunlight hitting your face making you squint. Setting your eyes on that familiar figure, it turns out it was Blanca. Her smile shined more than the sun, and behind her were Adrian, Carlos, and Pedro. They came to save you, but someone else was accompanying them.