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Selena

"Good, now strip." He said and walked towards me.
What did he just say. Who does he think who he is. Does he really think I'm gonna strip in front of him. I'm not a whore.

"No." I said sternly then I started to walk backwards. He smirked at me and licked his lips.

"I said strip." His eyes lingered on mine. My breath quickens.

"And I said no." My back hit hard on the wall. Don't know why he's asking me to strip out of my clothes but if he thinks I'm gonna sleep with him then he's wrong. I don't even know the name of that wannabe gangster who's probably richer than most of the Mexican community.

His hand are resting now beside my head in the wall. Our faces are just inches apart.

"Look I don't wanna make you uncomfortable. But I I said I don't trust you. Shit i don't even know your name. Do what I say and strip of your clothes and get a shower to wash of the blood of that bastard." His voice was stern. I have no idea why his voice gave my chills.

"I have no clothes." I said shyly and looked over his shoulders to the big mirror behind him.

"You can have one of my shirts." He said and backed off the wall. I nodded my head and released my breath I didn't even realize that I was holding my breath the whole time. He broke our eye contact and walked to his closet to grab a white shirt and a pair boxer shorts.

While he is at his closet I looked trough the room to escape because I'm not staying here. When he's back with the shirt he nod his head at the direction of the shower.

I need to make a plan quick. When he's out of the room I'm gonna pretend like in in the shower but I'm gonna try to escape trough the window. Hopefully it will work.

"And just one thing, don't try to escape trough the window cuz it wouldn't work. If you're on a suicide mission then go a head, it's 9 feet deep." My heart stoped at the moment when I heard window and escape.

"I wasn't thinking of that." I lied. The thought of escaping was nice but the chance that was really low that I could really do that.

He looked at me for the last time then he walked out of the room.

The bathroom was luxurious, the black tiles were shining and the shower was in black tiles and the shower head was attached to the roof.

Damn it looks nice.  

Slowly I stripped of my clothes and entered. The hot water poured down at me and it felt like heaven.

"Oh dios mios." I sighed while washing the blood of my skin. I grabbed one of his shower gels and started rub in my body. It smell musky in a delicious way.

Does he smell like that?

Why the hell am I wondering that, he just kidnapped me and he's a murderer. Maybe his gonna kill me too. I mean he almost shot me.

After I turned of the water, stepped out the shower and wrapped my body with a black fluffy towel. I looked into the mirror and stared at me. I had a purplish bruise under my eye, handprints around my neck where my dad grabbed me. A single tear rolled down my cheeks. Then another and another than I was sobbing. I cried while I was looking myself at the mirror. I never felt so lonely and out of place. I had Rico and Jose but now I don't even have them. I'm here at a gangsters house wich is like a Luxus hotel.

The towel dropped at the ground because my arm gave up. A naked girl stood in front of me, she had bruises on her body, on her ribs, belly, upper arm, legs just everywhere.

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