*TW* This chapter has a graphic torture scene that includes 🍇 of some variety.

Elias

2 hours had gone by and I almost forgot about my plans this evening.

Almost.

We where sitting in the living room still when I hear Alvaro talking to Tio Emilio, Alencio, and Manuel about how late Fransisco was.

The second I heard his name I tensed and sat up, my head had been in Tia Lucia's lap. She was running her fingers through my hair while she talked to Valentina about her newest designs. I was enjoying the moment, enjoying the soft touches, the warmth of the room, the feeling of being a family.

Thats when I overheard their conversation.

"Carño what's wrong?" Tia Lucia asked (Sweetheart)

"Nothing Tia, I just have to use the bathroom. I'll be right back." I tell her calmly before walking out.

I turned down the hallway into the bathroom, I sat in there for a little bit, splashing cold water on my face. I felt my knife in my pocket. I always ha dit on me. I didn't go anywhere without it.

Thats when I heard more voices, and silence.

He's here.

I quickly looked myself over, and took a deep breath before leaving the sanctuary I called a bathroom. My heart was pounding as I walked back into the living room. I leaned against the doorway and say him.

The fucking bastard.

I stood there and waited for all the pleasantries to be done. I let him hug his brother, and my brothers. I let him look around the room before his eyes caught mine.

He froze.

I smiled at him. A small smirk just to let him and him only know that I knew exactly who he was.

Manuel tried to say something to him but he wasn't paying attention. No his attention was on me. I held his gaze before he shook his head and acted like nothing was wrong.

For someone apart of the mafia he wasn't very good about hiding his feelings.

I saw the way his hands clenched, the way his eyes were shifting from everyone then back to me for a second before looking back at whoever he was talking to.

I held his gaze every time.

I stole looks at his wife every now and then. Anya.

She was gorgeous. She had a body that any woman would die for, hair so black it was hard to see any definition, blue eyes so striking they caught your eyes. But what I saw was the pain behind them. The front she put on but when her husbands hands clenched I saw the small flinch in her demeanor.

She won't have to deal with him for much longer anyways.

She was pleasant to the family. Kept up with conversations, kept a smile on her face. She wasn't rude. Not even to her husband.

Alvaro lead us to the dinning room where we would eat. Tons of food spread out throughout the table, a little bit of everything.

There was American food, Mexican food, Spaniard food, even some Russian dishes.

We all sat down to eat, I sat in between Tia Lucia and Manuel.

Seating arrangement

Alvaro Emilio Alencio Lucia Valentina Elias Augusto Manuel Selva Marco Santiago Alexander Fransisco Ernesto Anya Apparently there's usually assigned seats, but because I wanted to sit next to Tia Lucia and Manuel they made an exception. I could tell Fransisco was tense. Between not being at the front of the table like he usually is, and with me being home he isn't very happy.

Too bad I don't give a fuck.

I put some green beans, Spanish style rice, tamales, oven roasted chicken, and mashed potatoes on my plate. I had no clue what the other food was and no way was I going to try it tonight. Everyone was having a different conversation, Alvaro was talking in Spanish to Emilio and Alencio. Tia Lucia was talking to Valentina and Augusto about some formal event. Selva, Santiago, Marco, Manual, Alexander, and Ernesto where talking about their plans for the week. They all plan to go to some party. Fransisco and Anya were silent. I was watching Fransisco out of the corner of my eye. Making sure he wasn't going to do anything stupid.

I saw waiters that lined the walls, some had towels in their hands, others had silver platters. I made eye contact with one that was across from me. Staring me down.

This must be Elijahs guy that he was talking about. The one I would get the signal from.

I quickly looked away from him and continued to eat. The food was mouth watering, but it always is.

The dinner was quickly finished and plates were taken away when dessert was brought out. Again there was so much there was no way it would all be gone.

"Oi dios mio, Elias you have to try Leo's Tres Leches cake. It was your abuelas recipe. He makes it exactly like hers." Tia Lucia told me.

I just nodded and let her cut me a slice and put it on my plate. Once I gave her permission she was putting a little bit of everything on my plate. Puddings, cakes, creams, you name it. It was all on my plate. She even told me that if I was still hungry there were rashly made paletas in the freezer and I could go grab one. Then I asked what a paleta was. She was shocked that I didn't know what it was before telling me it's an ice cream bar, or popsicle. She then berated Alvaro about not teaching me Spanish. Alvaro just shook his head and said there's been a lot going on and they didn't want to overwhelm me.

"That is unacceptable Alvaro, he doesn't speak Spanish, our language. I will send you the tutor Ernesto and Selva used when they were learning Spanish. He was amazing. He's stern but he knows what he's doing." She said before trying to teach me the basics of Spanish.

"Tia, I understand your intentions but Elias will learn Spanish over time. He's currently working on his English grammar and math. Now please leave the poor kid alone." Leo said before shooting me a look of sympathy. I didn't mind though. I liked my Tia.

I tried to finish all the desert on my plate but I was full. It was so good I was worried I would fall into a food coma. I figured out what that was a few weeks ago after Leo wouldn't stop putting mouthwatering food on my plate.

I looked up and stared Fransisco down. He held my stare, Anya looked between me and him before going back to eating.

I wonder if she knows.

She turned her head to the side and I saw the large and dark bruise on the side of her neck. Of course he's abusive. I'm not surprised.

Tia Lucia kept trying to feed me food but I just grumbled and turned my head away. She wouldn't listen.

I saw movement across from me and I saw Elijahs signal tap his nose three times and I knew exactly what it meant. I turned to Alvaro and asked to go upstairs.

"Alvaro I'm tired, can I be excused please?" I ask him. Immediately all the attention was on me from everyone at the table. I shrunk into my seat and stared at my hands as the fiddled in my lap.

"Yes you may. I'll have someone come and check on you later okay?" Alvaro says.

I just shook my head, "No I don't need anyone to check on me I just.... I want to be alone." I tell him quietly before pushing off the table and walking towards my room.

As soon as I entered I made sure the camera was covered. I did that yesterday after making it seem like I was just looking around before I found it. It's currently colored over with Sharpie and has tape covering it so you can't see anything from the camera. Elijah checked.

I quickly change into the clothes I chose before walking out my door and into the servants tunnels. I have my knife in my pocket, along with a smaller knife that I will be using to carve words into his skin. I don't want to use my knife and cut to deeply and kill him to quickly.

My heart pounds in my chest as I see Elijah in the tunnels, he beckons me over before whispering in my ear.

"...you have one hour. Make it count. Any longer and I can't cover for you anymore." He whispers before pushing me out the exit and into a sitting room. The bathroom is right across the hallway. I quickly run over and hide myself in the bathroom, waiting for him to come. I look at my watch and wait.

5 minutes goes by when I hear voices get closer to the bathroom.

"This is ridiculous, I have to wait in this room before talking to MY family. I demand to see Emilio or Alvaro now." I hear Fransisco say.

"I understand sir. I was instructed to lead you here where one of them will meet you." Someone else says before the door is opened. Fransisco is pushed in and I see the same waiter who gave me the signal nod at me before closing the door.

"Ridiculous, this is so fucking-" he says before he sees me and freezes.

"Hello Fransisco. Long time no see huh?" I ask him with a smile on my face. I grasp my knife in my pocket and watch him closely, making sure I'm prepared in case he decides to attack.

"Well what are you doing here? I made sure they would never find you." Fransisco says while sneering.

"Obviously your plan didn't work out. Because here I am." I smile at him.

"What are you smiling for? Were you waiting so patiently for me?" He asks while smiling.

I turn my nose up before shaking my head. "No Fransisco, I'm here to kill you." I said while smiling.

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Elias

"What are you talking about boy? If anything I'll kill you" Francisco says with a snarl.

And just like I expected he lunges at me.

I step away at the last second and he crashes into the wall. He hits his head and stumbles back.

I don't give him a second to breathe before climbing on his back and tying his hands behind his back, he tries to fight but I dislocate one of his shoulders before he can wrangle an arm out of my hold. He screams before dropping to his knees.

I tie his hands behind his back and tie a gag around his mouth, I would prefer to hear him scream but Elijah said this room is far away but I still need to be careful.

I take my knife out of my pocket and cut his clothes away. He was wearing an old suit, I saw the moth holes inside the jacket, and you can never quite get rid of that scent.

He was crying into the gag. He looked pathetic. I grabbed the plunger in the corner and pushed his head down into the tiles of the floor. He started screaming and begging into the gag.

"You should've listen when I begged you to stop. But did you? No you didn't. So it would be best if you keep your begging to yourself. It only helps me out more." I tell him before lining the handle of the plunger up with his asshole.

I looked him over for a second before shoving it in as far as I could.

Oh boy did he scream

It was like music to my ears. I heard the whispers in my head get loud. But I wasn't scared.... No they were enjoying this to.

I smiled to myself as I continued, I cut him as I pleased, taking the time to carve the same words he carved into me.

The difference was he carved these into my head. I'll be carving them into his skin He'll be going to hell with these words

I carved whore, slut, dum dumpster, and pathetic into his skin.

He cried through it all, and oh it made the voices in my head happy. They were practically singing.

I continued cutting as I walked around him. He was sobbing into the gag, no longer screaming.

I watched as his blood spilled out from his body, I saw a guy appear in the corner, smiling with me. I smiled back at him before messing with the plunger. He started screaming again as I took it out before shoving it back in. I continued until my arm got tired. He's breathing away shallow and he was pale. I knew he was bleeding out and I knew I didn't have much time left so I did what any normal person would do.

I kicked him, hit him, slapped him, punched him everything. When I was done with him he was black blue and red. He was groaning, his eyes swollen and his breathing shallow. I was about to continue when I heard three knocks on the door.

This is it.

I knocked back 3 times so they knew I heard them before grabbing my knife from the counter and walking over to him.

"Any last words Fransisco?" I ask him.

He just groans before mumbling something that sounded like 'fuck you'

I just laughed at him, "how original. Enjoy hell Fransisco." I tell him before sliding the knife across his neck, ear to mother fucking ear.

He chokes on his blood before gurgling some random nonsense before his breathing stops.

I stare at him in fascination. The voices in my head getting louder, the person in the corner is clapping and cheering me on. That was satisfying...

I look at Fransisco one more time before leaving, going back to my room the same way I came. No sign of Elijah. I walk back to my room before stripping my clothes and shoving them into the back of a drawer in the corner of my closet. I turn the shower on and wait for it to heat up, I step in and feel the scalding hot water burning my skin but I don't turn the water down. I let it burn. Maybe if it's hot enough it will distract me enough from the voices in my head and the people I saw in my room.

After a while I grab my loofa and start scrubbing my body as quickly as I can, washing my hair as I go.

I stay under the water for a few more minutes before turning it off and getting out. I slide on some sweatpants, forgoing a shirt. I have a feeling my scars will burn tonight and I don't want to give them any more fuel to anger them. They have a mind of their own.

I start walking back to my bathroom to dry my hair when Manuel, Tia Lucia, Santiago, Selva, Valentina, and Augusto come bursting into my room.

Tia Lucia immediately rushes over to me before hugging me tightly while mumbling something in Spanish that I can't even try to understand.

"What's going on?" I ask but it's muffled by my face being squeezed into Tia Lucia.

"Are you okay Elias? Has anyone come into your room that you didn't know? Did you run into anyone you didn't recognize??" Leo asks me hurriedly.

Tia Lucia lets go of me but keeps an arm wrapped around my shoulders.

"No. I haven't why? What's going on?" I ask looking confused.

"Oi dios mio. You're okay thought right?" Tia asks me.

I nod keeping up the facade of being confused.

"Oh hunny your Tio Fransisco was uh. He was found dead in the bathroom." Selva said.

"What do you mean he was found dead?" I ask her sounding confused.

"We're not sure. But we knew you were alone upstairs and we had to come check on you." Manuel says.

They all start talking as they walk out of the room, I turn around and let a smirk come through my mask. I put on a shirt and some slides before walking out of my room. I see Leo out of the corner of my eye and immediately drop the smirk.

Shit I hope he didn't see that.

We walk downstairs and see a bunch of people in the living room, some family, some guards, some waiters. Everyone talking over each other.

Alvaro looks over at me before his shoulders drop and he sighs in relief. He comes over and pulls me into a hug.

"You're okay right Hermanito? Nothing happened to you?" He asks me while putting his head on mine.

I just shake my head and he squeezes me tighter.

"We are under lock down, find everyone who is in the house and question them, check all the security cameras, no one is to be alone. Understood? We have a murder among us and we need to be careful." Alvaro says in a strict voice. Everyone nods before people start leaving.

Shit did Elijah get out?

And where's Anya?

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