She Lusts For The Kill~ Caminah (G!P)

She's Crazy

(Sexual Abuse)

Two weeks went by and after some persuasion, we went over to her house to tell them of what's been happening with Alfonso and Camila.

At the moment, Mila and I are sitting in the bright, colorful living room on the white couch while her parents sat across from us.

"Sweetie, you've been awfully quiet. What's troubling you, mija?" Her mother ask, concern.

Mila shrugs and looks over at me, "Want me to tell them, baby girl?" With tears welling in her eyes she nods. "What's going on? She's not pregnant is she?"

Her father questions protectively. Camila wipes her face and shakes her head, "No, Papá."

"What is it? Are you hurt? I swear Hansen, if you hurt my-," Camila starts to cry a little harder, "Papá, please, just listen! Dinah is not hurting me, the exact opposite, actually."

The couple looks at each other then towards me. I take a breath and close my eyes briefly before speaking, "I... I think you need to talk to your son."

Sinu looks at me with perplexity, "Why would we need to talk to him? He's a good boy; always helping me out with chores, helps his father with the bills, even tutors Karla sometimes."

Camila cuddles close to me, her crying now just soft sniffles.

"He doesn't tutor me," she mumbles. "What are you saying, honey?" Her father ask in a soft tone.

She wipes her nose on her sleeve, ready to speak, but footsteps coming down the stairs made her jump slightly. We all turn to the direction of the sound and saw Alfonso, coming down.

His appearance was... perfect; as I said before, like a Ken doll. He's wearing a white button up dress shirt tucked neatly in khaki shorts, held up by suspenders.

His hair is gelled to the back and has a slight bump to it. He smiles at everyone, but it's offsetting in my eyes.

My fist clench and I grit my teeth. I'm trying so hard not to just lunge at him. He makes his way over and kisses his mother on the cheek, "Mamá." He shakes his father's hand with a, "Buenos tardes, Papá." He looks over at us and tries to hug Camila, but I push him away. Before he could protest, I say, "Have a seat, Alfonzo."

A hard glare in my eyes. He chuckles, "Alright?" He sits in the single chair that is at the end of both occupied couches.

"What's going on?" He ask, completely oblivious. Camila starts to cry beside me and buries her face in my shirt.

He takes on the elder brother role and tries to comfort her, "Karla, are you alright?" I smack his hand away and the three looks at me confused.

"Ouch! What was all of that about?" Alfonso ask. "DJ, why did you hit him?" I glare at the boy again and keep my gaze until I answer, "Don't want him to touch her."

Alfonso stands up and walks over to me, "But that's my baby sister, you've only known her for a few months, I've known her her whole life. If I want to comfort her, I can."

I stand and notice I'm a good amount of inches taller than him. I look down at him and say through gritted teeth, "And she's my girlfriend. I don't want you to touch her..... not after what I heard."

He tries to maintain an intimidating look, but once I said those words, his demeanor change to nervousness.

"Alfonso, what is she talking about?" Mr. Cabello ask, also standing. Alfonso turns to his father and starts to stutter, "I-I have no idea. She's just-," he stops himself and steals a glance at the distraught Mila.