I did it, I fell inlove with a Cholo. In my defense, Oscar wasn't your typical gangmember, slanging dope in the corner covered in Tattoos. He had so much potential to be more. I noticed that the night we met at Jake's Frat party. Something drew me i...
I grab my glock, pull out the magazine and pop it back in. I glance at my phone, a message notification from Mando appears on the screen. I ignore it and stare at the picture of V on my lockscreen.
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I rest my head back against the seat and sigh. "Virgincita cuidala, y dame fuerza esta noche" I whisper. I grab my gold cross and kiss it. I get out the car, placing the gun against my back on the waistband.
I talks to Cuchillo's body guard, Ryder, that's standing in the entrance. "The boss is busy Spooky" a tall, medium built man with cut eyebrows says in a deep voice. "She's never busy for me" I say sternly. "Like I said NOBODY goes through that door" Ryder reiterates. I wipe my face with my hand and step face to face with him, my eyes full of rage, "you tell her Spooky's here for some personal business, then tell me if I'm NOBODY," I growl.
"Spooky!" Victoria says cheerfully walking out the house. "Ryder move! Let Spooky through." Ryder huffs and moves to the side. I glare at him, looking him up and down, walking pass him towards Victoria. "Damn Spooky," she says flirtatiously giving me a kiss on the cheek. She firmly grabs my arms, "you're so big, but I'm sure you're use to hearing that" she jokes. I smirk, "never heard complaints that's for sure" "Humph, I'd love to find out," she says squeezing my biceps, "but sadly I have to go, my husband calls" she says walking to her vehicle, "Noká (bye in Russian)".
I
stroll in the house, a shriek echoes through the hall. "Please! Stop!" The female voice pleads. Another scream echoes, this one longer than the last. "She's digging that knife deep" I think to myself mentally preparing myself for what I'm about to see. I approach the room where the pleads are coming from. I grab the handle of my glock with my right hand, open the door with my left.
Bernice is tied to a chair, her right eye is swollen shut, blood running from her mouth onto her shirt, a superficial cut on her left cheek, she has multiple lesions all over her arms and thighs. "I told your dumbass to leave" I said in my head. Cuchillos is standing infront of Bernice. Holding a hunting knife in one hand, using a white towel to wipe the blood off the blade with the other. Cuchillos looks at the door and smiles, "Spooky, what a lovely surprise" she says in an upbeat voice.
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