The hidden tears of a soul that has been shattered by feelings.
~Clairel Estevez~
Bruno
"Damn that interfering priest, " I mumbled under my breath; Rom cussed, running his hand through his hair, Jesús stepped beside us, but Freddie's men stopped us from exiting the room. We stood facing each other, assessing each other, trying to identify a weakness that would win against the other side.
"Get that gun from my face, " I roared angrily; the guy did not; instead, he stepped closer to me, raising the gun to point directly at the middle of my forehead.
"You should kill me, " I said harshly, glunching into his face, "at least I won't have to reveal what you did in that room three years ago, " he blinked, his hand quivered a little, and I took the opportunity to punch him in the face which g
