I take a deep breath before i go down.

I see two doors and know what one is diego's.

I open that door and see a bruised up Diego tided in a chair.

He is sleeping?

I walk towards him and slap him on the side of his face.

He immediately wakes up and looks at me.

"Morning diego." I fake smile towards him.

I walk to a table full of tools to torture.

I grab my gun and my knife and put it down on the table.

"Well hello beauty." He says.

Ugh ieuw

I turn around and grab my knife at the same time.

I walk towards him and hold my knife under his chin.

I lift his head up with the knife.

"You listen to me bastard." I say.

He just smirk.

"I'm gonna torture you how you did it to me apart from the rape that's no-i-no just no..." i say.

I let go of his chin and i stab the knife in his leg.

He screams in pain.

"You know the first time you hurt me?" I say walking around while his eyes follows me.

"No? Well i do.." i say.

I walk back to him and hold the knife looking him in the eyes.

"It was awful.. you beat me up the whole night and raped me." I say.

"That was a great night." He answers.

I hold the knife tighter and i feel anger boiling inside me.

I take out the knife out of his leg drop it on the ground. And while he screams from me taking out the knife i make from my hand a fist and punch him on his side of his head.

I let out a sigh as he grins.

I go on to do this for an hour.

"You don't have to kill me." He says.

He is covered in his own blood and my clothes are also are covered in his blood.

I walk towards him with my gun.

"Oh i do." I say and i hold my gun towards him.

"I have to say one thing can i?" He says.

I look into his horror eyes.

"Your aunt is dead too." He says laughing.

"First i raped her multiple times and killed her." He says laughing.

He keeps laughing while i have tears in my eyes.

I hate her but still feel sorry for her. Because i know how that feels.

And she helped me. She was a wonderful woman and also awful.

The anger is more then ever.

I hold the gun against his head. He is still laughing like a idiot.

"You psycho!" I yell and shoot in his head.

The blood comes all over me and i wipe it from my cheek.

I smile.

I enjoyed this so much.

Too much...

I sigh and put my gun in my pants behind my back.

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