chloe's pov
i aimed at him with the knife when suddenly he pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.
"listen, bitch." he said. "i only let you catch me and try to kick my ass cause i meant to."
"sure." i teased.
he cocked his gun.
"keep talking. i'll blow your head off." he warned.
"try me." this time he put it against my head when i said that.
"I ain't playing bitch." he said. "that innocent act of mine was fake. now what am i gonna do with you.."
"ha, is that supposed to scare me."
"keep testing me and you will be."
"fine, shoot me. unless you're scared."
"i'd rather torture you first."
"fine with me."
we stood silent. i knew that he was thinking of what to do.
"whats wrong?" I mocked. "is someone out of ideas?"
he gripped his hand around my neck and started choking me.
"whats wrong?" he mocked back. "is a bitch having a little trouble breathing?"
at that point i was running out of air. then he released me with an extremely rough push making me fall to the ground and i scraped my knees against the concrete.
"thats what i thought." he mumbled.
"don't fucking touch me again." I hissed.
"what are you gonna do about it? and no homo."
"you piece of-" i mumbled angrily. this motherfucker called me a boy.
"save it. you're coming with me."
"i'm not going anywhere." I said.
"damn right you are." he showed me a picture of the guys i lived with captured.
"the fuck did you do with them!" I roared.
"if you don't come with me you'll never see them again. do you even care about them anyways?"
"the hell would you know about caring about someone?"
"you don't know me."
"you're right. i don't."
"now come with me." he still had the gun out. i sighed annoyed and i did.
***
he brought me to a random place. i had a lot in my mind.
"we're here. don't fucking test me, whore." he said.
he's trying to get under your skin. you can't let him or you're considered weak.
"whatever."
he lead me to this site with people. one girl went up to him.
"who's this?" she gave me a dirty look.
"who are you? his bitch?" I told her.
they both looked at me with dirty looks and Diego signaled that he still had a gun.