Ernesto POV
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She was an enigma that no one can figure out. Heavy is the hand that strikes with a mighty blow, how many hits does she have to endure? How can I save her from herself… - Paula Gallegos
Ernesto POV
I was still laying down in bed and was looking up at the ceiling thinking of what I was going to do today. I was going to go to Emiliano’s house to take Angel away from him and if he gave me any trouble then I was going to kill him. I am hoping that he didn’t do anything bad to her and that she was okay. My phone ringing took me out of my thoughts, and I looked at the number and it was an unknown caller. Something inside me made me answer it, and I picked up on the third ring. I said hello and I heard her voice, she said Ernesto its Angel I need your help. I know that she didn’t have a phone because Emiliano didn’t allow her to have one so that fact that she has one now I am wondering what has happened. I asked her if she was okay and she said no she is not, and she said that she left him. I felt so much happiness inside me explode and I asked her where she was at and she gave me the directions to the hotel, and she said to make sure that no one is following me and that she will see me soon. I got up right away threw some clothes on and ran out the door and looked around before I got in my truck. I drove over to the hotel right away and was looking for her room number after finding it I parked away from her room and made my way and texted her that I was outside her room, I could see the curtain barely move and she unlocked the door and opened it. I walked in and she closed the door immediately and locked it again and then looked out the curtains again. She was wearing a big hoodie and it was pulled over her face and there was a huge duffel bag on the bed. I asked if she was okay and then I heard her crying and her body was shaking. I walk behind her and turned her around and wrap my arms around her and I said that I am so sorry Angel. She wrapped her arms around me tight and was crying hysterically. I was happy to hold her in my arms I just wish that it was under different circumstances. I finally got her to stop crying and I lifted her face up to me and I froze at what I saw. I’m going to f*****g KILL HIM!! I growled loud and I had to take a step back and I told her, Angel tell me everything.
She put her head down and she said okay sit down but that she needs me to keep calm because she needs me to be strong for her right now because she is barely hanging on right now. I sat down and she started to take off her clothes, I stood up right away and I asked her w-what is she doing and she said that she is going to show me first and then she will talk. When she pulled the hoodie off, I noticed that she was wearing a bandana and that she has no more hair. I got to really see her face, the welts across her face, black eyes, busted lip and her cheek bone had a bad cut as well. Her throat was blue and purple like someone was choking her and she pulled off her tank top. There were more s***h marks all over her body with hickies, bite marks and bruises. When she pulled off her pants there were bruise marks on her thighs and by then my body was shaking because there was no doubt in my mind that those f*****g animals raped her! I was shaking so bad and I had my head down. It was hard to look at her, and to see what they did. I felt her hand on my shoulder, and she said Ernesto look at me please. I looked up and she seen that I was crying, I have never cried in front of a woman except my mama and Angel wiped the tears from my eyes with her tiny hands and she wrapped her arms around me. I don’t get it I should be the one comforting her and she is holding me. I told her that I am so sorry Angel and that I shouldn’t have left her and I wrapped my arms around her waist, and I was afraid to hold her because I didn’t want to hurt her anymore than what she is. She told me if I could please hold her tight and so I tightened my arms around her. She straddled my laps and just sat there crying in my arms. There was nothing s****l about how I was holding her but still it was such an intimate moment for both of us. I couldn’t think about her that way with what she just went through. I looked at her and I told her Angel they are going to die I promise you that, and she said I know and that she is the one that is going to do it though.
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