"Is she still knocked out?"
"Yeah but it won't be long until she wakes up."
"Alright well let me get cleaned up. Make sure she's okay."
"Si jefe."
The whispers of people speaking slowly woke me up. My head is pounding badly. I try opening my eyes but it felt like they were glued to each other. Then I try using my hands but realize they're tied up behind me. My mouth is gagged with what feels like a bandana.
I try with my hardest opening my eyes again and when I do shapes and colors blurred around me. I squinted and slowly things became clearer. I was in the interrogation room in the trap house.
What the fuck is this all about? Diablo is taking shit to the fucking extreme. Now I am starting to get pissed off. He's going to hear me out this time.
The door to the room is open giving me a big chance to attempt an escape. I start messing with the rope tied on my hands. After a minute I quickly give up. The rope is tied to fucking tight.
"Aw baby girl, what are you doing? You're wanting to leave already?"
I quickly look over and see Creeper grinning as he walks closer towards me.
"Get the fuck away from me!" I muffled but he can understand.
He winced, "oh baby! You should of fucked with me instead of that sancho of yours. I would of taken better care of you in and out of bed."
He begins touching my thigh making his way to my private area and I began to scream but realized it's no use. This is what Diablo wants, to see me suffer.
I closed my eyes in terror thinking this mother-fucking is going to rape me. He starts touching my breast but not for long.
I reopen my eyes the second Diablo dragged Creeper by the collar of his shirt throwing him to the ground. He loses no time and kicks him twice in the face knocking him right into a seizure. Even after seeing Creeper shaking and eyes rolled back he still doesn't give a fuck and throws him out of the room.
"Get this fucker out of here! If he doesn't die now fucking kill him!" Diablo orders to somebody outside.
He slams the door shut and gets out a knife.
I wince thinking he's going to stab me or some shit.
"Fucking relax or I will shank you," he threatens.
He cuts the rope that hold my legs then my hands. As he was doing so I notice he had cuts and bruises on his face.
After he finished with my hands I quickly stand up trying to run towards the door but he carries me back.
"Stop acting up, Veronica! Fucking behave! I'm trying so hard to-"
"To not kill me?! To not beat me?! Diablo-" I cut myself short with a sigh and just stopped talking.
I can't even find words to say to him.
"Did you really think I was gonna let you run off and leave me again?" he asks finally, looking at me like I'm dumb.
I scowl, "I wasn't running from you!"
"Then I need you to explain everything. At least your truth," he demands.
"At least my truth?" I began taking a step forward. "I have always been truthful to you! Up until the moment you cheated on me!"
He looks away, "I've never cheated on you."
