“ you 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 me and there goes whatever bit of information you were hoping to gain. ”
not that she had intentions of telling him anymore.
“ your choice , 𝑠𝑢𝑔𝑎𝑟. ”
ceruleans locked onto the man , pure disgust seethed from her gaze. digits gripped her skin tighter with what bit of strength she had ; the loss of blood was beginning to debilitate her. ⠀⠀⤸
“i have time.” he said calmly. absolutely unbothered that she was bleeding before him. he pointed the gun against her forehead. “and i have bullets. whenever you decide, sugar.”
camila let out a pained cry. pain radiated around the wound , the warmth of her blood beginning to trickle down her arm. she applied pressure , digits coated in crimson.
“ you’re going to have to do a lot more than that to ⠀⠀⤸
features remained solemn but inside her heart was beating against her ribs , blood rushing.
“ that’s the only answer you’re going to get , ” she responded smoothly.
he messed with his brother. which means that he messed with both of them automatically. seth shook his head. “that’s not the answer which keeps you breathing.”
her heart began to beat harder in her chest as his thumb rubbed circles over her knuckles. she only prayed that she was the only one who could hear the loud palpitations. ⠀⠀⤸
Armando huffed as he shifted just enough to get comfortable as he settled his arm more securely like it was his second nature.
"Careful if you keep talking like that I might start beliving I'm responsible."
His thumb brushed over her knuckles slowly and deliberate. ↴
she hopped down , boots crunching under the pebble driveway. she waited for armando the get out before shutting the door and giving them a loud tap. the van began to drive away leaving them both in the quiet night. ⠀⠀⤸
gaze shifted to the photo of the familiar blonde he held in his hand—— 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕. it’s brian. what mess did he get into now ?
“ never seen ‘em , ” her features didn’t budge as she spoke her lie.
“it’s not attention what i want.” he’s not moving an inch, but his hand move to take out a polaroid picture of a blonde man. “but if you know who this guy is, you can certainly have my attention.”
ceruleans flicker to the gun , almost unimpressed , before returning to his face. she sits with unhurried grace , crossing one leg over the other.
“ if you wanted attention , ” she says evenly , “ you could’ve just asked. ”
the gentle brush of his thumb against her skin brought a chill down her spine. she sat still , ceruleans glancing down at their hands before looking back up at him.
“ lo se , ” she mumbled but her being strong was the ⠀⠀⤸
He glanced down when her hand settled there jaw tightening for a brief second before his leg shifted just enough to make room for her. His hand came up to cover hers thumb brushing once, slow and grounding.
"Ey...no tienes que ser fuerte conmigo."
he muttered ↴
letting out a soft sigh , she tugged it closer to her. her body slowly leaned into him , careful not to hurt him. there was a sort of comfort that came from this. enough that it made her realize how truly exhausted that ⠀⠀⤸