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I walked into my old room and went straight into the bathroom. Taking a much-needed shower I returned to the room trying to find something to wear.
I didn't find much. I only found one of my bras and panties. Looking around the room I tried to find something to wear over my underwear but couldn't find anything.
Walking back into the bathroom only to find one of Xavier's shirts that he left there when he was taking a shower in this bathroom because I was bathing Emiliano in his.
I pulled his shirt over my body and let his smell calm my nerves. Slowly I walked back into the room and lay on the bed letting sleep take over my body. Trying not to think about past days.
I think that the same moment I closed my eyes I opened them back because there was a scratching noise coming from my closest. My heart was in my throat as I started to move towards it without even knowing.
I grabbed the handle and pulled the door open only to find myself back into the basement. I quickly started to spin around trying to find an exit, trying to find something to escape from here, but there was nothing.
A loud piercing cry broke the intense silence. Which made me quickly look around but I couldn't find the source of it.
There was the jingle of the keys and doors on top of the stairs swung open reliving Aleksei and crying Emiliano in his arms.
He took long steps towards me "Calm this bastard." He yelled as he threw crying Emiliano on the floor in front of me. Before his little body could hit the ground I jumped trying to catch him but instead, I got pulled back by ropes that were wrapped around my legs and arms keeping me in place.
Emiliano's little body hit the floor and blood started to spread around it. I screamed in horror and pain as I looked at his unmoving body.
"Or maybe not." Said Aleksei as he turned around and disappeared.
"Why didn't you keep him safe?" Xavier's voice suddenly came into my ear. I lifted my head a little looking in front of me where he sat tied to the chair while looking at Emiliano's little body sprawled on the cold ground.
I wanted to say something but it was like someone took my voice. I couldn't speak.
"Answer him." The man that brought crawling Emiliano today said in an amused tone while twirling the knife in his hands.
I looked at him wide-eyed silently pleading him not to hurt Xavier. He sent a smirk my way and walked closer to Xavier, standing right behind him. He traced the tip of the knife over Xavier's cheek then plugged it into his right shoulder.
I screamed but no sound came out as I looked at blood slowly pooling out of his wound.
"If you want me to stop, tell me krasotka." Said the man and started to spin the knife in Xavier's shoulder. Xavier screamed begging me to stop the pain but I couldn't do anything except watch him getting tortured. Watch his pain.
