Heart Kidnapper

Chapter Ten

Bruno's POV:

I was lying on my back on the dusty bed, looking at the ceiling. I was thinking of my plan of running away from here, to escape. I already have the key to get out of the prison cell because of the brilliant idea of stealing it as I kissed Emilia. 'I will wait till the night, when everyone is asleep and I'll sneak out quietly' I thought to myself.

Suddenly the door got open. I saw the two men throwing Emilia in the cell, I sat up. she crashed on the floor, and quickly got up to try and reach for the door that slammed in her face.

"Déjame salir de aquí, estúpidos idiotas! (=Let me out of here, you stupid idiots!)" She yelled, shaking the metal bars, with no help. "Couldn't get enough of me huh?" I teased her. She sighed. "I'm here because of you! Because of your stupidity!" She yelled at me and sat down on the floor. "Woah, easy there chica" I said the only word I know in Spanish and sat next to her. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "My father saw us kiss. He called me a traitor. Now I'm here." She said. I was confused. "What do you mean 'saw us kiss'? He wasn't here." I said. She let out a small sad laugh. "Bruno, the whole mansion is filled with security cameras." She said. "You don't really think Emilio would let this place stay without security." She said. "Emilio?" I asked. "My dad." She said. "So you're named after him?" I asked. "Smart guy." She said sarcastically. "Funny, I'm named after my dad too." I said. She looked at me. "My dad's name is Pete. And my real name is Peter." I said. She smiled slyly. "I already know that Mars." She said. "What?" I asked confused. "Don't you understand that I know everything about you?" she asked. "You're my victim. My case. I've been following around you for a while." She said. "How do you think I knew to catch you in that club the day I met you?" She asked. I started to connect the dots.

"So since you know everything about me," I said. "Tell me about yourself." I said. "I'm not an interesting person." She said. "C'monnnn" I said. "You said that you've been here for your whole life." I added. "Some things will remain a secret for you. For your own safety." She said. "Ok then..." I said and get up. "Be all secretive" I added and laid on the bed. "Well I'm sorry. Technically, you're still my victim. I can't tell you stuff." She stood up and stood in front of the bed.

"Well you kidnapped me." I said. "When will I be out of here?" I asked. "Soon." She said. "When?" I asked again. "When you'll sign the agreement." She said. "What agreement?" I asked. She sat on the bed next to me. "You'll need to sign an agreement. It says you can't and won't tell anything about what's going on in here and that you'll follow all of our orders." she said. "Or else..." She said.

"Or else what?" I asked. "You don't want to find out." She said.

Emilia's POV:

It's been two hours since I've been slammed in this cell. I'm sitting on the floor, faced to the wall, staring at some random part of the wall and hugging my knees. Bruno was laying on his bed and staring at the ceiling. We were silent. We didn't want to talk. Mostly I didn't want to talk. I'm here because of him. And it's pissed me off.

"Ojalá pudiera huir. Lo odio. ¿Por qué me tuvo que levantar como un criminal. (=I wish I could run away. I hate him. Why did he had to raise me as a criminal.)" I mumbled to myself as a whisper. It felt so silent, I had to hear at least some kind of voice. I hate silent. I need noises around me. "Yo soy un traidor. Soy un criminal. No valgo nada. (=I'm a traitor. I'm a criminal. I'm worthless.)" I kept on mumbling my thoughts. I didn't even notice one tear shed from my eye.

If my dad is disappointed from me, that means I'm a disappointment.

Suddenly I felt a warm touch on my back. I didn't even turn around. It can't be anyone but Bruno. We're the only people here. I just kept on staring at the wall. He sat next to me.

"What's wrong muchacha?" He asked. "Nothing." I said. "Why are you assuming something is wrong?" I asked him. He wiped the single tear that was on my chick with his thumb and I just looked down. 'Why does he so care about me? I ruined his life.' I thought to myself as he cut my thinking. "Now tell me what's wrong." He said.

"It's just..." I started. "It's not so good in here." I said. "I live my life everyday, scared that the police will find us and throws us to jail." I added. "It's hard to even go to the groceries without worrying the police will find me." I said. "Sometimes... I just want to get away from here. To run away and to start my life over again." I said as another tear left my eye and he once again wiped it off.

"Then let's run away." He whispered. I let out a sad laugh. "It's impossible. You can't escape this room. Not to mention this place." I said, looking down at my feet. My eyes widened open as he whispered in my ears

"What if I got a key?"