Kill or be killed

Pain

                          ~ Sanchez' Pov ~

Blood spurted out my mouth as the extreme pain hit my stomach.
Again
And again.

There was no stop and I felt like I was about to pass out any second now.

"Fucking stop..."
I groaned out on the floor.
They only looked at me before chuckling.

It took one more kick to my head to knock me out completely.

                                        ~

A few hours had gone by and my heavy lids slowly opened.
I was in the same position they left me in.

Blood was pooling out my mouth and my open wounds were getting

The whole time I've been here not once did I get a rest.
I haven't seen Hunter yet.
He only ordered his men to hurt me.

All I know is that when he comes in here..He will torture me to the brink of death.
Only good thing is that he won't kill unless he knows the whereabouts of the Book.

Fuck sakes..

I just don't want Veronica to get caught up in this.
But ever since I stepped foot in her base..she was already involved.

There's just so much that she doesn't know yet.
How did a nineteen year old get put as the Leader..

Sounds fucked up to me.

"Fuck.."
I groaned trying to sit up.
My whole body was aching and I could barely do anything. 

But after a few minutes of struggling I bashed myself against the wall, sitting up and now taking in my surroundings.

Dull grey walls.
No windows.
No furniture.
Just a empty cold room.

I have very little hope that Veronica will find me.
It's Hunter. He's really good at hiding.

However there is also a part of me that doesn't want her to find me.
She probably knows about the Book..
So she would just kill me for keeping it from her right?

All I wanted when I came to the Cuban mafia was a home. A place to stay. Trust. I lost that trust as soon as I lied to her multiple times.

Most of the things I said was true. For example my family, but I may have left out minor details.

If I had just stayed quiet. If they never realised I had the book..
Veronica wouldn't have to be in a position I put her in. This is all my fault and what I'm doing.

It's wrong. But I'm doing it to protect them

My eyes were gazed on the floor but suddenly my body jerked up hearing a loud bang.

My head lifted up and I saw Hunter enter the room.
His hair was messy in front of his eyes and he looked angry.
Really fucking angry.

My heart was pounding looking at him.
Hunter always made me worry for my life...
But at this specific moment..nothing could prepare me for what I'm about to feel.

He entered the room and shut the door behind him.
His hands slowly pulled his blazer off and chucked it aside.

"You surprise me Martínez"
Hunter growled as he walked forward

"You had the fucking guts to steal from me..and then hide in the Cuban Mafia?"
He dryly chuckled
"What? You thought that fucking teenager was going to save your ass?!"
He yelled as he suddenly lunged his leg
forward kicking me straight in the ribs.
A choked groan left my lips as my body fell to the side.

I clenched my jaw stopping my screaming from the immense pain.
My body shaked on the floor while he only peered down at me.

"Hunter-"
Before the words could even leave my throat he kicked me again on the floor.
But this time it was more harsh.

I yelled as he kneeled down and gripped me up by the collar making eye contact.

"After everything you've done..it's Boss to you!"
He spat before throwing me back on the floor.
The rage within him didn't leave, which wasn't helping at all.

I just knew one or more of my ribs were broken.

He took a deep breath and came closer to me crouching.

"Now.."
He said a little bit more..calm?
"You know exactly why your here. So speak"

His face went from a smirk to a frown.
"Where is it?"

I can't tell him..I can't let him open the safe..it could destroy Veronica..and everything my family has built.

"Save yourself from all this torture and fucking tell me before I loose my mind"
He said as if he was forcing himself to be calm.

But what if I give him a fake location..
That could possibly buy Veronica more time to either find me or the book.

Something tells me Veronica wouldn't use it.
She would destroy it.

"Sanchez hurry the fuck up-"

"It's in Paris"
I suddenly blurred out

Hunter slowly tilted his head and looked into my eyes with a brow raised
He smiled. But it wasn't a ordinary smile. It was a sinister smile.

He stood up and I thought that I actually fooled him.
But a harsh kick was landed on my face
My body jolted back, releasing grunts.

Falling onto my back I slowly touched the place he kicked me in. More blood coming out.

"You think im fucking stupid?!"

Well that failed miserably.

He grabbed me by my neck and smashed me against the wall.

"Listen here Sanchez. Your begging for the pain right now. All you have to do is tell me where it is!"
He yelled gritting his jaw.

I couldn't breath as His grip was to hard and was squeezing.
My airway was restricted and his words weren't even going in my head.
However I did have a free leg.
Using all the energy I had. I swung my leg up, my knee hitting him.
Suddenly Hunter fell back and I realised what I just done.

Fuck I just kneed him in his crotch-

"Oh you son of a bitch!"
He yelled.

He got up and punched me in the stomach causing me to fall to the ground. He kept kicking me in the stomach while I was begging him to stop but he didn't.

Finally after about 5 minutes of torture he stopped. He stepped back and ran his fingers through his hair.

A few tears fell out. Only because of the pain.
He looked down to me and saw the tears.

"What kind of fucking man are you?"
He scoffed as he wiped his blood stained fists.

"Fucking idiot..all you had to do was be honest.."
He sighed.

"Tomorrow we are going to another hideout, don't want your 'sweet Veronica' finding you"
He chuckled before grabbing his blazer.

"If you try to escape I'll cut your legs off"
He said as he left the room.

All this pain...
If only I was actually braze and not afraid.
I could stand up to Hunter.

Veronicas face flashed in my mind and I gulped.
More like her..
But..

How can I like someone who hates me..