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[finny.]

sam (#C76161)
dahlia (#6C2323)
douche (#383558)

[finny.]

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dahlia couldn't remember how she ended up here - sitting in a dark room that reeked of alcohol and mildew. where was she? she felt a some type of stinging sensation on her leg, what happened? she tried to lift her hands up but they were tied down to the chair from some type of restraint. a light groan left her lips. her head hurt. she tried to focus her vision when she heard a door open and close before someone walked down the old stairs. the first person she noticed when the lights turned on was sam, dried blood covering his face, he was tied to a chair as well. dahlia tried to call out to him but it was all muffled because of the rag that was tied around her face to stop her from speaking or making any noises louder than a muffled groan.

dull and lifeless eyes narrowed as she saw the person who was with them. her father. the man that was suppose to protect her but only threw her to the wolves. she felt nothing but disgust and fear looking at him. he was the one thing in the entire world that could reduce the strong woman into a shell of a scared little girl who was bruised and battered.

his attention was on her older brother as he walked over and stood in front of him. "it's been awhile, pendejo." venom dripped from his words as he looked at sam. "i should have known you would run back to see this little bitch, you always seemed to have a soft spot for her, huh?" alejandro crouched down to be eye level with sam, eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. "if you weren't such a pathetic excuse for a man, maybe you could've prevented this. what did you always say to her, samuel?" with a small, thoughtful pause, he looked up "oh that's right." his looks straight into sam's eyes. " something like 'i'll always protect you, conejito. por siempre y para siempre'..... it's such a same you're too weak to. now you can watch her die."

alejandro stood up, tapping sam's cheek with his hand twice before turning on his heels to walk towards dahlia. "you made a big mistake this time, la diosa. you don't bite the hand that feeds you, you should know that by now. after all i have done for you, you decide to finally have the nerve to testify against me, you ungrateful puta. maybe i didn't do all i could to make it stick in your little head that you're nothing. you'll always be nothing but a little show girl. no matter how strong you think you are, no matter the distance you try to put with your past - you can't out run me. i'm gonna teach you a lesson in the worse kind of way im sorry." with the last few words he spat out of his mouth, he grabbed the knife from the table and slammed it down through her hand and into the chairs handle. a muffled scream left her throat, her eyes closing tight in pain. her father reached forward and hastily ripped the rag from her mouth.

"scream. i wanna hear your pain as i take your last breathes away." a cynical smile spread across his features as she looked up to meet his eyes. "fuck.... you.." she managed to get out as he twisted the knife that was still in her hand, choking back the screams that wanted to leave her mouth. she couldn't give him the satisfaction. she could hear sam struggling to try and get out of the chair he was bound to.

he ripped the knife out, a strangled gasp coming from dahlia before he dragged it across her cheek bone. her hands folded into fists, her nails digging into her palms, warm blood starting to drip onto the ground. he left the deep cuts scattered on her body until she was a bleeding mess, gasping for air, and yet - no other scream left her lips.

"i'll see you again in the afterlife, la diosa. we can have some more fun when i do." he mentioned, before she could manage to get out a single word, he took the knife and shoved it into her abdomen. shock overtook her to the point where she didn't feel the other four times he stabbed her. he turned and walked over to her brother, giving sam an evil grin before he wiped the blood clean of dahlia's blood onto sam's cheeks. he was about to walk away before he turned and shoved it down into his thigh, leaving it there. "you can watch her die." he turned once more and walked back up the stairs and out the door.

once the footsteps from upstairs seemed to vanish, he began to struggle and try to get free of the chair. he threw himself to the hard ground, the chair breaking apart as the ropes loosened and let him free. he quickly pulled the knife out of his leg before throwing it to the ground. hastily he made his way to dahlia, who was bleeding out in the chair, her head weakly facing the ground.  he untied her and helped her out of the chair and onto the ground into his arms.

"dahlia..... hold on, hold on, we'll get you help. you'll he okay.." deep down in the pit of his stomach he knew it was too late as he brushed the hair out of her face, hand rubbing over her cheek. struggling to keep her eyes open, she shook her head slightly, her hands reaching to hold his. tears started to gather in his eyes as he took her hand in his, holding it up to press light kisses in it. "i'm so sorry, i was s-suppose to p-protect you - i'm so s-sorry, dahlia. you ne- you never deserved any o-of this." he saw her forward crease some as she shook her head once more.

"don't worry a-about me, sam-" her voice got caught off by slight choke that left her throat. "-my. m-maybe things were suppose t-to be this way...." her voice trailed off as her eyes closed tightly in pain. "i love you, lia. so much. i love you-" a slight sob cut him off as dahlia nodded. "i-i love you too, sammy." she managed to say back to him. after a few seconds he could feel her body grow limp in his arms, her grip on his hand loosened. no more words left his lips, just stiff sobs as he pulled dahlia up into chest, hugging her tightly.[/spoiler]

[scully.]

wow i'm emo

[finny.]

it's what she deserves

[scully.]

no but whatever helps you sleep at night i guess

[JORDAN.]

oh ho ho

[SAMANTHA.]

kicks

[crows]

WHERE'S BISHOP HMMmm? ?? ?/? ??  ?HMmMmmmmmMMM??

[BISHOP.]

i had to find her a picture smh
and also
she's already gone ?

[crows]

HEY SHUHSH NOT YET SHES NOT GONE YET THOT