The Spanish Bad Ass

Chapter Sixty three: I'm going to need you to hand over your knife

A/N: So I'm sorry I've been emphasizing this for a long time this chapter has been posted before but had to be deleted and then reposted again to correct the problem. The chapters got a little jumbled and so this Chapter Sixty three was after Chapter Sixty one and not after Sixty two. It's pretty confusing but hopefully, that has been resolved. I hope it doesn't happen again because this is getting pretty annoying. I hate that I have to delete my chapters because of some glitch on Wattpad. This is the second time and I hope it's the last also note that this is not proofread I'm sorry I'm lazy and a little behind schedule so I couldn't quite edit it properly. Feel free to point out any mistakes that you see and I'll correct them immediately. I love you and enjoy ❤

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I counted my remaining days left on earth.

It wasn't until three weeks later did I finally got the buzz I had been waiting for, the buzz that I had been anticipating. I knew instantly that the time was right and it was time to get the party started. That buzz was what would get this madness started.

It was all so perfect that it almost seemed too good to be true. It had been Alvaro's turn to watch over me and he was just the man I wanted to have a word with. I looked at the second man who got up with a stretch as he yawned. He spoke to Alvaro swiftly in Spanish like a fool because they must have thought I was daft and didn't understand my own language. He had asked if Alvaro could handle me on his own. Alvaro barely glanced at me as he waved his hands dismissively at the man. His eyes squarely glued on his phone.

I took a deep breath as I put my act together. I let out a little chuckle which caused his eyes to dart towards me. "What's so funny?" He asked cautiously as he slipped his phone into his pocket.

"You."

His eyebrows furrowed. "What are you-"

"You know I always knew how easy you were to be intimidated." I noticed his jaw clench but he released it smiling cynically as he got up with the gun in his hands.

"Careful sweet face I'm not the one tied to a chair." He said calmly as she took careful strides towards me.

But you're the one about to die in a few seconds.

My mouth twisted in disgust at him. "You disgust me." My words caught him off guard as he faltered. "What did they give you?" I asked quietly that I almost didn't hear myself. He looked at me with a guarded expression but said nothing. "What on earth did they give you that was more valuable than our friendship? A friendship of over seventeen years can you please just tell me." He fell a step back as a look of guilt passed over his features but that wasn't what I was trying to do. I was trying to get him so angry so I could see if he would hit me or not that was the only time I would determine it.

"I always had this bad bad gut feeling about you- everyone did but I turned my back against it and to think that I trusted you so much." He smiled triumphantly at that. "To think that I turned my back on my family because of you. I left them all because of you. They all warned me against you and I was so stupid." I said shaking my head when I recalled the memory.

"And to think that Addison was catching feels for a pig like you." His eyes widened at her name but went back to their guarded expression instantly. "You must really think you're useful to these people." The thought was amusing as I entertained it. "You must actually think your life means something to them." I shook my head as I gave him a forced laugh. "You're so wrong that it hurts. Where's Jota now huh?" I asked and his eyes showed realization. "Dead," I said simply he didn't know that I had been the one that did the deed no one needed to know all they knew was that he came looking for me and never returned and now he was a forgotten man.