Chapter I: Sympathy

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Find what you love and let it kill you.
Charles Bukowski

"Are you sure you to want to do it?" He asked me; although I did not looked up to meet his eyes, I felt his steady and piercing gaze on my back, expectant of what I was going to say.

I nodded as answer a little flustered. "We've waited long enough, and I do not want to wait longer."  I answered without hesitation.

He nodded in response, as if he was trying to decipher my words, then our eyes met and He gave me one of those smiles that soothed my pain.

"I just want to protect you, in that way you will do not get hurt."

"I know." I replied.

"I am still thinking we can do it on another time" He said, and I heard him a little worried.

I did not answer, however stupid it was my idea, today I wanted to feel that I was doing the right thing for who I loved, and not just for me.

"We've arrived" He said, bringing me back from my thoughts and making a lump formed in my throat.

He parked the car in what appeared be a deserted square. We were in an industrial area, and the windows car began to fog quickly, so I assumed it would have to be cold as hell. I opened the door and got down, he took my hand leading me into a narrow street to the front with a pale gray building, like the others who were there, unlike that at the top there was a cross.

I let out a little ironic laugh, shaking my head.

On this site they will be made a lot of things, but Christians.  I thought.

He squeeze his warm hand in mine, and stepped forward to knock the door.

"What do you want" Said a thick voice through the small sill left slip through the door.

"We came to the seminar" Said my hazel eyes, and I could feel like his back muscles tensed.

Seminar?

"alone or with someone?"

"accompanied" He looked sideways.

This time the door opened with a little crunch, the men showed his unconventional face, He had a tattoo on his right cheek and was wearing clothes that hinted danger, He looked like he was about 30 years, He watched us for a few seconds and made us pass, when we entered he said.

"You guys are two so 300 US and, If you are going to request a trio is 500 US."

Daniels who still held my hand, looked sideways and smiled lasciviously.

Stupid pervert.

"I know that you have a special service for people who can afford it, I want that" Said Daniels.

"The cost is $1000 US" Said the man "Only by the entrance" He emphasizes

Daniels pulled out a roll of bills from his jacket and handed it to the guy. Who smiled upon receipt, and then He opened another door.

When we enter, I noticed a slight smell of strawberries combined with flower essences. The walls were hung with red flowers -something flamboyant- and then the man gave us a card and pointed to where we had to move, so we did.

I clung to Daniels and walked what seemed to me an endless hall, at the end there were three doors in front, the left one had inscribed the number 69.

-69- said and gave me a little laugh, as if it was one of his personal jokes.

Stupid pervert.

He inserted the card and standing there was waiting another man, unlike the first was slender, younger and had a receiver in his right ear. This room looked like a cabin, on the side of the front was a glass of those which appearing in movies where you can see through it, but by the other side they can not see you.

The guy saw us and said smiling:

"Special Service, right?" He looked me lustfully "¿A trio? Man or woman"He asked 

"Women" Answered Daniels, at the same time he shifted sideways with me so the younger man could just look him.

"Alright, guys" Said the guard, He took a control out of his pocket and pressed a button.

Then I saw her, I wanted die  there, break the bloody glass and protect whom we had been looking for what seemed an eternity, my best friend. She was there with her arms tied back in a small bandstand, alone. I wanted to hug her, I do not want to see her in that way, I do not want her there.

"She arrived in the afternoon, she is virgin. In addition you guys are very lucky, you are the first one to see her. She costs 10,000 US."  Said the last sentence as if it was nothing.

Without hesitation, Daniels took the 10,000 US who demanded, like the previous guy smiled upon receipt and we saw him pressing another button.

"She would come here on a moment" When He finished the sentence, I saw his right hand placed on the handset to receive a message. He looked at us and smiled, giving us one of those smiles that make you fear, then He walked to the door and opened it.

Everything happened so fast, I just felt a wiper impregnated with chloroform -I deduced by the smell-  in my nose, while I was fading in a strange dream. And, while I watched how Daniels were numbed by my side for the butt of a gun held by Mr. tattoo on his cheekbone.  

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Well, just in case someone is reading my history...

First at all Thank you for giving me some of your time, I really appreciate it.

And second one, I am going to upload a new cap every Saturday.

Thank you Again, you wonderful person who is reading this ❤

Blessings.

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