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^^This is Carlos (aka Rowan Eldridge from tiktok) for reference

Jorge

I watched with wide eyes as my father's weight dropped on top of me.

Blood splattered on my clothes and on my face.

I gasped and rolled out from under him.

"J-Jorge." He coughed up blood. His shirt started spreading with a deep red.

I shot him.

I killed my own father.

"Oh my god." I choked out letting tears build up.

"How could you?" He gasped.

His eyes closed. His body went limp.

I felt like I couldn't breathe.

My father was dead.

It was over.

That's when my ears went in tune with what was happening.

"Jorge go!" It was Benji.

I turned.

Diego had him on his knees. Gun to the back of his head. Some of Diego's men held his arms behind his back.

No no no.

I felt hands on my shoulders moving me.

I tried to shake them off. "No! I'm not leaving."

"Get out of here before we're both dead!" Benji yelled.

I felt more tears in come. "B-Benji. I-I can't leave you." I started shaking.

"You have to. It'll be okay. I love you." He said with a soft voice.

"I love you too." Tears were streaming down my face as everything seemed to slow down.

Someone's hands on my shoulders moving me to the stairs.

I made eye contact with Benji one more time. He shook his head at me and I saw a tear leave his eye before the boy pushed me up the stairs.

And then he was gone.

We ran up the stairs where we were met with a bunch of Diego's men.

I felt my self rage more than ever before as I punched one in the face and kicked another in the gut.

The boy grabbed my arm and pulled me to the door.

Sprinting down the lawn Cayman's van came into view.

The side door opened and we jumped in.

Cayman threw the car in drive and sped down the road.

I was breathing hard when it finally hit me.

Benji.

He was gone. And we couldn't save him.

Loud sobs left my throat and heavy tears dropped to the floor.

"We'll get him back." The boy said. "For now. I think he'd want us to take care of this little guy. For Noen." He pulled the sleeping child out of his shirt gently and handed him to me.

I looked at him and more tears left my eyes.

"I'm Carlos by the way."

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