Vengeance Is Beautiful

Chapter Three

(A/N) Hey guys!! So this chapter is where I guess you can say, the real sh*t is going down from here on end lol. I'm glad I already have someone reading this. Please comment and tell me what you think. I'm new to Wattpad and I am flowing with a lot of different ideas, so yeah... :) Enjoy!

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I woke up in a cafe across the club, it's 5 in the morning and people are seated around talking about the shooting.

I sit with my phone in my trembling hands.

~Flashback~

"So feisty, chula", his voice was oddly sweet. I squirmed out of his touch but his hands held me tighter, I just gave up.

"I just want my friend."
"Lino", the man with the dragon tattoo holds out his gun holding it at my head. My stomach drops and I close my eyes as a tear falls down my cheek.

"You can have everything, just please let me go find my friend", I whimper. The hands drop from my shoulders and he walks around facing me.

His green eyes stuck out to me and then his face held...concern. He had to be the leader, everyone was looking to him for instructions.

"You're American, hm?" he asks in English, he took my purse opening it. I shake my head, no. "Do you wanna stay alive?"

"Yes, I just want to find my friend", I cry, shivering. He looks at me, clenching his jaw. I try not to look him in the eyes. He might kill me. I know how this works.

"You got 10 seconds to get the hell out of here, go! You never saw us" he says grabbing my arm roughly and leading me out the bathroom.

I run out scanning the room for Sofia as I head to the exit. No sign.

~Flashback done~

I wipe my hair from my face and cover my mouth staring at the table. She was right there and for a split minute, she was gone.

My phone starts to vibrate. Her grandmother. I sigh, tears welling up in my eyes.

*Hey Ms. Morales, how are you?*
*Hello, Catalina. Where's Sofia? She has to give me my medication. She at your house?*
*U-uh y-yes, she - she was - you know what? She said she needed sometime to deal with college papers at the school, so she'll be home late tonight. I'll be over soon to give you your medication, okay?*

*O-okay. See you soon*

I hang up and rest my head in my hands. Shit. I try calling her phone, but nothing. I try again.
And again.
And again...nothing. I turn and look out the window and see a cop standing around. I pick up my bag and run out to meet him.

"Excuse me officer!" I run out to him.

He eyes my outfit then looks at me expectantly. "I need help. It's about the shooting! A-and I need to find my friend please help me"

He raises an eyebrow then turns to me, taking out a notepad. "What happened?"

"I was at the club last night and I saw the guys that did this - one of them has green eyes and the other a dragon tattoo on his forehead-"

He puts up a finger, silencing me. "Get in", he says walking to his car. We get in and he asks me again to explain and I give him thorough descriptions.

We pull up at an abandoned warehouse. "I'm going to pick up my wife. I'll be right back", he says calmly.

I sit. Who officer would have his wife here? This looks like a whorehouse. I quickly open the door and start walking away when I see the same green-eyed man standing by the window looking at me. My heart starts beating when I see his men behind him charging toward me.