𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑 ━━ 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐂𝐎 ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

( xxiii. pinche gringo ) .* :☆ﾟ

꒰ PINCHE GRINGO ꒱

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐘 being alone in this strange foreign location. Estella was scared as the tight ropes around her wrists became more painful. She was hungry and thirsty only being given small amounts of food and water. She had only hoped that her creative lies would take Walt and his men far away from her and of course she knew that eventually they would realize she lied once they found no traces of Miguel Ángel but she thought maybe by then Miguel would come get her before they would arrive but that was only if the driver had told Miguel about her kidnapping.

Walt believed the woman and had trusted that her being alone wouldn't cause any harm. The driver, however, was a risk but he had doubts that the shy man would even think to betray an American DEA agent.

Estella tried to yell and kick out of panic since her body was becoming tired from the position she was in. She wanted to be back in Tijuana even though it wasn't what she considered her home. She wondered if anybody would help her and although she wasn't some weak girl this situation was difficult and she had nothing to help her.

Her heavy eyes began to close as she felt herself drifting to sleep. She was exhausted, and the lack of human necessities made her feel more weak and tired. As her eyes slowly began to shut, she heard the sounds of distant voices. Voices that at first she couldn't make out until she heard one voice that made her wake up. It was Miguel Ángel's voice and in her mind she told herself that this was hallucinating since she knew that people began to hallucinate when they were thirsty and starving. But to her it sounded real and for a second she almost believed it. She wanted to see him again and even though they weren't in a relationship anymore she wanted to hug and kiss him like old times.

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Miguel had never had thought that Estella would be in risk by some Americans again. This time it was far worse. Kiki Camarena had never once laid a finger on Estella and was more likely to approach the girl in unexpected times but this white American man was taking further lengths to get what he wanted. He didn't think he would go as far as to take Estella it was almost unethical. If he could, Miguel would easily kill the gringo along with the others that helped him but he had learned his lesson before and knew that Americans were off limit. It was too dangerous to even dare to lay one finger on that man.

However, Miguel wanted revenge not physically but even if these were the final months before Miguel's journey came to a halt he wanted to make it clear to all gringos and people that hated him that nothing would end even him behind bars.

"Creo que es por aquí, patrón. Recuerdo parte del camino." The timid driver pointed to the dark bumpy gravel road. Miguel had decided to drive himself with others behind him just in case this was a set up. He didn't want to believe that his ex-fiancé that he still loved would snitch him out to the gringo but he had to remember that even the people you think would never betray could be the ones that end up doing the most harm and betrayal.