Focus On Me

Chapter Six

I am walking forth and backwards in the small dark room. It can't be true. She can't be alive. 

Is my life all a lie?

No.

Yes.

Fuck

I crouched down and put my hands in my hair. I need to find my dad, he knows the truth right?

I took one deep breath, stood up and walked towards the closed door.

I need to get out of here, even if I have to use force. I looked around to see if I could find something useful. 

Yes

A broken pipe

I picked it up and placed myself right next to the door. If it's open, I go out.

These days being here I learned a lot. Everytime we go out there will be one person standing right next to the door outside. Keeping an eye out. Funny story, not always. Around midnight he is not there, probably sleeping since PeOpLe NeeD SlEeP. 

Cowards.

If it's true,  that I am the daughter of a criminal mastermind. Then can I be dangerous too right? 

After passing this man we take a left straight into a dark hallway. The only thing is that there is a bathroom on the right. A Toilet with multiple chances to get through a window. But this can be seen as difficult. Maybe I should just run through the safety door. 

It was open one time. And there are actually only two people standing outside, but who knows how many at night, right?

I think I will go for the second option. Safety door.

The only problem for now is the first step. Stopping a man, from taking me. 

Right on that moment there was a sound by the door. The sound of a key lock. I straightened myself up and took the pipe in my hands. 

You can do this, just one big hit in his knee cavities and he will be down. Not trying to kill people, alright.

The door opened 

Breath in and out Aurora just one hit

The man stepped inside looking towards the bed. 

´Wake up the inspector wants to speak to you!´

And that was my moment. I grabbed the pipe tighter and swinged my arms back and forth towards his knees

And it was a hit

´Puta!´

I didn't hesitate to wait and run out of the door. And I was right, there was no one behind the door. So I could run towards the safety door. Opening it and giving me the fresh air that I have missed for a couple of days. 

In these seconds of smelling air I could hear the same man screaming my name. I turned around seeing the man now standing with his gun towards me.

He grabbed some sort of device to scream in

´Get man outside, she is loose. I repeat she is loose.´

Oh god time to run is suppose

I run and run hearing multiple shouting from behind. But I wouldn't mind. All I want is to escape and get out of this god damn situation. So lost in my thoughts I didn't see a man coming up in front of me. But one big hit in my stomach did.

´FUck´

I fell forward grabbing towards my stomach. God this hurts, please make it stop. The same man grabbed my hair and pulled me up. I tried to make a straight face, but it didn't work out well. 

Another hit came in

And another

´Dont fucking try escape you puta´

I tried to listen to the man, but my body hurt. I tried to stand up myself, but it was hard. The hand that held my hair pulled me closer to the man.

´Don't hit here one more time suárez, she is still a suspect! Goddammit all of you!´

It was the inspector, the woman saved me one more time, I should thank her, don't i?

I tried to keep my face up, but it was very difficult since my stomach hurts a lot. I wanted to roll up as a ball, but ofcourse these men didn't let that happen. They took me towards the inspector, now looking with some sort of sympathy at me. 

I was led in the same interrogation room. Both me and the inspector took a seat facing each other. I observed her. She was tired. I could say that. The bags under her eyes could tell that she had at least didn't slept in more than 24 hours. 

´I consider what you did was not a smart move.´ she began

Oh really you think it isn't ?

She came closer to me and vowed her hands in one. It seems like some sort of stare contest and ofcourse i would like to join that game! But before I could really get in position she grabbed something from her pocket. It looks like a photograph.

´You know who she is?´

The picture showed a woman, a gorgeous woman I must say that. But within a few seconds I recognized her. She used to babysit me when I was young.  I really loved her, but so did my dad. She and my dad were close, but I didn't realize that until I truly understood what love was. The last time I saw her was when I was around 9 years old. 

´she remembers me of my babysitter when I was young.´

The man behind her, Suárez,  laughed a bit. I looked at him not knowing what this guys problem is

´so you are going to keep this act up?´ The man asks

Alright what, why don't they just believe me. I shrugged and looked back at my hands.

´That's your mom Aurora.´

Mom?