Luis held me with my wrists behind my back and pushed me into a room that was nearby the family room. He kicked the door shut with his foot and I heard a laugh come from him. The laugh was sickening to me, but it sounded like it was pleasurable to him. He was behind me so I couldn't see his facial expression, but I could tell that he had some kind of disgusting smug smile on his face.

The room was dark from the curtains that covered the window. I could barely see anything, but one thing I could see in clear f-cking vision was a bed. My heart sank to my stomach and I gulped. No way would my father allow this to happen. He had to be f-cking kidding me. The man acted like he cared so much about me, but he was willing to let Luis have his way with me to teach me a lesson. That was the final straw.

It hurt like hell to know someone you thought loved you, obviously didn't give a f-ck about you. Sure, my father may have thought he loved me in his own toxic way, but he was wrong and f-cked up. So was Luis. It made my skin crawl just having his hands on me. I wanted to puke when he pushed me onto the bed with another laugh.

No way was I going to let this happen. I had been raped before and I would rather die than to have it happen again. This time, I had to fight. I had no gun, but I'm sure he had one somewhere on his person. I just had to get to it. Instead of crying and screaming, I remained quiet as Luis pinned my hands to the bed. In order to make this plan work, I had to go with it. No matter how much I wanted to vomit, I had to pretend I liked it.

Pushing all of my disgust aside, I opened my mouth to talk to Luis. "Is this my dad's way of teaching me a lesson? As if I hadn't been waiting for this moment." He hadn't even started doing anything yet and I already wanted to scrub my f-cking skin off to get rid of his fingerprints.

Luis looked at me with a confused glare. His glare didn't last for long. Within seconds, he put my hands over my head and held them there with one hand as he used his other to unbutton my pants. My heart began racing and I wanted so bad to scream and at least attempt to kick him off, but I knew that would get me nowhere. He would overpower me and get what he wanted. I had to be as calculated as possible.

"It's so hot the way you look at me. I can't wait for you to...," I literally puked a little in my mouth and had to swallow it, "put your d-ck inside of me." He glanced up at me once again but this time, he gave me a grin. I had him where I wanted him. "Actually, I really want to suck you off. You can just hold my hands like this and throat f-ck me if you want."

As if it was a race, Luis used his free hand to quickly pull down his pants. I never seen someone pull down their pants so successfully with a belt still tightly around their waist. When he pulled down his pants, I wanted to look away, but I knew I couldn't. I had to sit there, stare at his d-ck and actually act like I wanted that small, piece of sh-t in my f-cking mouth.

I licked my lips as he stared at me and stroked his d-ck. "You want this," he asked me.

This was getting more and more uncomfortable by the second. It took all of me to stay still and remain calm. I let out a moan from feeling uneasy, but I flipped it into being sexy. "I want it in the back of my f-cking throat, papi."

I quickly glanced at the floor where his jeans laid and his gun rested on top of it. I knew what I had to do. Luis moved up to my face and he loosened his grip around my wrists. I opened my mouth and let him put his d-ck in my mouth. And as soon as he did, I bit down on it as hard as I could. He let out a blood curling scream as he let go of my wrists to grab his bleeding d-ck.

While he screamed bloody murder, I scrambled to his jeans and grabbed his gun. I took it off of safety and pointed the gun at him. On the other side of the door, I heard shuffling. I swallowed hard and slowly began backing against the door. "You stay right there, or I'll literally shoot your baby f-cking d-ck off, you disgusting piece of sh-t."

Luis was still staring at his d-ck and wasn't even paying attention to me. As if he was some kind of robot shutting down, he fell to the ground. He fainted. F-cking p-ssy. Next, I turned towards the door. Part of me wanted to escape through the window, but I knew Camilo's life was possibly in danger. I couldn't leave him.

After taking a deep breath, I screamed at the door. "Back the f-ck away from the door! Luis fainted and I have a f-cking gun. If anybody touches me, I'm lighting this motherf-cker up."

"Back away from the door," I heard my father yell. "Come out, Camila and put down the gun."

I gripped the gun tighter and my finger didn't leave the trigger as I slowly opened the door. Camilo was sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch with a bloody face. He seemed out of it. The two men that were holding onto him were now standing in front of him, ready to draw their gun. My father stood in front of them and he's the one I pointed the barrel of the gun at.

"Put down the gun, Delaney," he said evenly.

How could he be so f-cking tranquil?! As if he wasn't going to let Luis f-cking rape me and do whatever he wanted to me. "No! F-ck you! You were going to let him rape me. You're my father and you were going to let one of your f-cking gang members rape me. One that you even call your son. You're f-cking trash and I'm going to take your ass out." The gun began shaking in my hand but I was ready to shoot.

The men behind him had their guns pointed at me, but my father instructed them to put them down. He walked towards me slowly. "Come on, Camila. I love you so much. You have to understand that. I just want you to be with me. I'd do anything to have you here with me. It may hurt you now, but we'll be happy in the long run."

"Take another step towards me and I'll blow your f-cking brains out."

My father stopped walking and let out a deep sigh. "You're making this so hard, Camila. Let's be a happy family, come on. You're about to make me angry and I don't think Camilo's going to like it when I get angry. Do you know how easy it is for me to get one them guys back there to shoot Camilo? All I have to do is say 'shoot.'"

The two men pointed both of their guns to each side of Camilo's temple. I shook my head and stared at my father in his eyes. Once again, it was time for me to think as smart as I could in this situation. There was no way my father was letting Camilo and I both out of this alive. He wanted me to go with him so that's what I had to do. I trusted Andy would find me...and Camilo too. "Let Camilo go and I'll stay."

To show that I was serious, I slowly put the gun down on the floor and kicked it towards my father. "Let Camilo go free. He has a family. You don't want to leave your granddaughter fatherless, do you? He is your son after all. Show mercy if you love me. Let him go."

"No, no, I won't go without you, Camila. I won't f-cking-" One of the guys hit Camilo against the head with the butt of his gun and he was knocked unconscious, I screamed and tried to run towards him, but my father put his hand on my shoulder.

"Boys, drop Camilo off home. Don't say a word. Ring the doorbell. Put him on the doorstep. Go to the hideout and call me if there's any complications. Delaney and I have a trip to make."

Andy|

"Why the f-ck isn't she picking up her phone," I screamed as I threw my own phone across the room. It smacked against the wall, right near Leo's face. She flinched but picked up my unharmed phone.

"Well, throwing it isn't going to help. What kind of case is this anyways? You left a damn dent in the wall but nothing on your phone," she said as she examined my phone case. "You mind if I throw it really quick? Just to test just how durable it is?"

Leo acted as if she was going throw my phone but I walked over to her and snatched it from her. I pushed her against the wall before checking my phone for anything from Delaney. "Why are you joking around right now?!"

"It hasn't even been two hours since she went over to her dad's. I'm sure she's cool. They're probably chilling and playing Monopoly or some sh-t. Catching up, you know? I bet she's fine. What you need to do is sit down at your desk and take a breather," Leo said as she pushed me back. I gave her a menacing look and she put up her hands up. "Hey, you pushed me first!"

"Call Mia and ask her if she's heard from her. I think her phone's dead. I can't even check her location on my phone and Camilo isn't picking up. I don't want to go to her dad's house and ruin everything just in case everything is going good, you know?"

I sat down at my desk as advised by Leo and put my hands up to my head. If everything was going smoothly, I would think Delaney would've texted me by now and let me know that she was okay but she hadn't. It made me nervous and maybe I was overreacting, but she was with her psychotic father and a serial killer, so anything could happen.

"You haven't heard from her?....You sure?...No, everything's good....Everything's good, Mia. I'll let you know if that changes. Just don't worry your pretty head, okay?...Alright, I'll call you later. Bye." Leo looked up at me once she got off the phone. "She hasn't heard anything from her. You know what, maybe we should go by-"

The doors of my office burst open swiftly. A shift urgency rushed into the room as Lin and Rafael came in with Camilo's arms around each shoulder. Blood was all over Camilo's shirt and his face was swollen as if he had gotten brutally beaten. Gabriela rushed in behind them with Eva trailing behind. Gabriela had a red rag that had to be soaked in Camilo's blood. She helped Lin and Rafael get Camilo in a chair and began dabbing at the wounds on his face. She was so gentle with him and I could tell she was overcome with worry.

I stood up abruptly as soon as they ran into my office and Leo found her way to stand beside me. "What happened? What's going on? Where's Delaney!?" I looked from Camilo who could barely keep his head up to Gabriela. Everyone else looked just as clueless as I did.

"I'm not sure. All I know is that the doorbell rung, and I walked out to the door to find Camilo like this. He said something about his dad and he wanted to see you immediately. I think Camila's in trouble. Big trouble if she's with Diego and Luis," Gabriela told me with the best of her ability. I could tell she was still in shock from all of this. She wasn't crying but she was shaking and kept her attention on Camilo. "I drove him here and here we are."

I was about to f-cking lose it. Delaney's dad had her and there was no telling what he was going to do. There was no time to think, I had to go to her father's house before he hurt her. "Camilo, are they at your father's house!?"

Camilo groaned and nodded his head. "My memory's foggy but I think they're at my parents' house. Do me a favor, Andy. If you see my father, kill the son of a b-tch. He deserves it. He's gone f-cking psycho. I'm going to get myself together and if you need any help, know I'm one call away. I want updates."

"Camilo, I got you. I'm going to get Delaney back. You and Gabriela stay here where it's safe. Rafael, Leo, Lin and I are going to go by your parents' house. Eva, I need you to call Shawn and get him to check out Camilo. Make sure he gets the best treatment and be on call for reinforcements, alright?"

I didn't give Eva a chance to answer me before rushing out of the door and calling for my friends to follow behind me.

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