Empalagarla muerte la llena

Chapter 2 'Andrey Ivanov Sergey'

Time: 11:09 Pm
Location: Entering Russia
Rosa's Point Of View

'Ahhhh!!!'

Another slash, Another one and another. The room is sound proof after all, she forgot she made the room like this after all to keep in my screams and cry's from reaching out to everyone who walks by, and hell I'm fucking happy for that.

Finally, her blood had blocked out her screams. Instead replaced by gurgling and then a thud, shes dead..and fuck I'm happy for it. Why should I care if she's pregnant?...I'm saving a child from being born to this monster.

Every slash and thump serves to make my sinister grin grow, every time the silver lined blade sliced through her flesh and then the swift sound of it's pulling and blood droplets made it much more...enticing.

In the end she's going to die. She should have stayed curious when her whore for a man came tainting my soul. It's his end either way, sometimes p!ssy can be deadly in different ways. If it doesn't consist of Aids or some shit.

"May you meet my mother before the after life. Let her hear how you allowed your husband to stick his dirty organ in my body. Let her hear how you left me to rot day by day!"

"It's storming outside, the wind is cool and the air burned storm is pushing it's way through our city. None will discover their body's until the storm is up, enough time to get out-

Once again I'm face to face with the younger version of myself. Gripping that cursed knife, tainted with Monica's blood, her husband, her unborn child and semen. It doesn't matter anymore.. because

They're dead. And what can I do..when-

This isn't a memory I want to remember because every time it comes to this one memory over and over. It ends up twisting into a horrible nightmare when they get their revenge, ripping my skin off and fuck...

"Hmm?"

Thankfully awoken by the cool wind on my skin it's something I'm grateful for. Seems I'm the first to wake up

Zara's not sleeping. I can tell my her position, as far as her files go being in a private jet and flying to Russia can trigger her PTSD, as if we aren't the same by now

"Hey.."

Acting now!, I know she's awake. None doesn't sleep upright or am I tripping?

"I know you're awake"

Still not answering?, great...but still she's pretty.. slightly brown, a cute piercing, beautiful brown slated eyes and a fine face, I never once doubted the beauty of God's creation but hey..maybe she doesn't like talking much..

"Hm.."

Antonio's asleep, Bryce is peacefully sleeping too. Even when he's asleep I'm surprised this man can look scary even when he's asleep?.

'i wonder if he's naturally blonde..maybe I might find out by asking or beating around the bush.. still what scares me is Antonio.

"Gross.."

This man doesn't sleep with his mouth close, he sleeps as if he doesn't have woman wanting him and man wanting to sacrifice him either way he sleeps like he has no care in the world and yet here I'm..wanting to be like the bastard

Not entirely like him but just to have 0 care in the world, knowing this is a special mission and not giving a fuck is crazy. But I cannot blame him, we may never know when our last breath or last comfortable time may ever come back

But honestly this man sleeps like a wolf on steroids, even worse he's snoring. God go with this man

"Hn.."