Jumped In ~ Oscar Diaz (Active)

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Minnie

"Mrs. Diaz?" I call out to her from across the room.

"Shh," she shushes me.

All night, or i'm assuming all night, she hasn't spoke to me or let me talk. I open my mouth to say something else when the only door to the room swings open.

I immediately shut my mouth as I look up at the big burly masked man walks into the room. He pauses at the door and looks between Oscar's mom and me. His cold eyes settle on me and he begins to stalk towards me.

His footsteps booming with each step.

"No," I cry out and try to move back but because of the chains, I can't go anywhere.

"Please no," I put my free hand up as if that could stop a man of his size. I need another gun then I could just free us both.

"Shut the fuck up," he spats at me as he crouches down to the floor. He pulls a key from his pocket and unhooks my chain from the pipe.

I get aggressively pulled up to my feet by the chain, i wince in pain.

"Please," I try to plead for him to leave me alone but instead he just drags me towards the door.

"Don't hurt her," Mrs. Diaz says, sternly.

"She'll be back." His voice is cold and unwavering.

The man pushes me through the open door way, stepping out behind me before closing the door. I look down the dark hallway, it's so dark in here, and the only reason I can see is because i've been down here for hours. Oscar's probably freaking out.

He'll find me.

He has to.

Then he'll see his mom, too. Oh my god he doesn't even know his mom's even alive.

We were told by his dad that she had passed. No.. He said.. That she was gone and there was nothing anyone can do.

My god. He never actually said she was dead.

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"What are you going to do with me?" My voice comes out shakily as the bright light from being in the ground floor of the house hits me.

"I'm not going to do shit." The masked man leads me down another hallway to the living room. The smell of the room fills my nostrils, a mix of old alcohol and strong chemicals are lingering in the air.

I stay quiet as we turn the corner and i'm met with multiple eyes. A pair of them being so familiar my body shudders.

"Dre?" I mutter to myself under my breath.

My mind starts to race with thoughts and questions. His eyes widen and he takes an uncomfortable step away from a man standing in a lone chair against the wall.

The man shares Dre's features and smile. Only Dre's smile isn't wicked.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Dre asks the man in the chair.