Elite, Alexa Nunier

P7

"Samuel. Samuel we have a problem. My sister knows and she's on her way to face Polo." Guzman said on the phone to Samuel as he rushed his way over to Polo's house. "What? How did she find out?" Samuel replied back on the Nunier estate."She's smarter than you think. Fuck, Samuel plan's over. You have to come back. I'm killing that son of a bitch right now." Guzman said to Samuel before hanging up.

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A day before:

"It has been a day since anybody has seen him," Ander said to his group of friends. "And who cares?" Guzman snapped at Ander. Guzman kept staring at Carla, who just kept fiddling her eyes nervously at the ground. Guzman trusted in Carla's love for Samuel blindly. It was all part of the plan. He had no idea his sister was already ahead. Guzman and Carla came back to reality when the bell rang and everyone started walking to their desks.

Guzman glanced at Carla every few minutes. The blonde was drwaing geometric shapes on a piece of paper during class, posing as being perfectly fine and unbothered. She had no idea what Guzman and Samuel were doing. Finally, Carla lost it. In the middle of the class, Carla walked out of the classroom without saying anything.

 Everyone stared at her while she walked out of the door and Polo followed her quickly in concern. "Carla. Carla, what are you doing?" Polo said to her while grabbing her shoulder abruptly to turn her around. "I can't keep doing this Polo. I can't. I'm going to the police." Carla replied with tears on her face before walking off. "Carla." Polo managed to say loudly and nervously before Carla disappeared from his view.

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Anger. Like she had never, ever, felt before. Alexa was walking alone towards Polo's house - which wasn't far from her old house where the party was at - her steps and crying squeals were the only thing that could be heard. What she had planned to say and do was forgotten. Her mind was blank as she walked, she just wanted the fucker to pay, at least admit what he had done once in for all. 

Polo was still sitting on his bed, looking forward with his mind in blank. He finally decided to come down and face what he had to have faced months ago. Polo got out of his house to find Alexa walking towards him, and he walked to the middle of the street, expecting what eads about to happen.

"How could you son of a bitch," Alexa screamed as he reached him and slapped him so hard, making Polo react. "She was my sister. And you were mine and my brother's friend" Alexa screamed pushing him with so much anger. She was crying uncontrollably. "I didn't mean to." was everything Polo managed to say in a low tone with tears in his eyes. 

"You didn't mean to smash my sister's head? Just like you were about to smash Ander's? You could have at least have some dignity and tell the fucking truth". Alexa screamed at him between sobs, still pushing him and hitting him wherever she could reach in the middle of the empty street. 

Polo looked over Alexa's shoulder as he was being pushed and hit by her to see Guzman walking over to them, Ander at a distance behind him rushing over to reach Guzman. His face. Guzman looked like he was about to murder someone. "You fucking piece of shit." He shouted and started to run towards Polo, seeing his sister still hitting him and pushing him while crying uncontrollably.