My sheer revenge

"Boom!"

Blood splashed on my face, the first time I tasted someone else's blood. I touched my blood-stained lips and wiped the blood off, the next thing I heard was myself screaming.

"Dad" My mouth was ajar, I kept screaming for as long as I could remember.

"Be quiet little girl" Lorenzo barked, he was the drug mafia in Tijuana. Dad told me stories about him, he was the criminal my dad was so eager to catch but Lorenzo was the death of my dad.

"Take her outside," Lorenzo ordered one of his gang. He had earlier taken my mum out the moment he entered the house, he let me watch him kill my dad but drove my mum outside somewhere I hope to find out as soon as I get outside.

My shoulders slumped, my voice quivered as I sobbed loudly, and my cheeks were flushed as tears streamed down.

"Shut it, kid," the woman accompanying me reprimanded with a stern smack to the back of my head. I attempted to stifle my cries, but the overwhelming grief and fear made it nearly impossible.

When we got outside, she walked toward one of the gang members standing by the car and whispered something to him.

"Where is my mum?" I managed to utter amidst tears.

"I want my mummy" I cried louder. The lady made to slap me but the other man stopped her.

"Your mum is in the car, now get in the car quietly else the boss will deal with you". I kept quiet and entered the car as the lady ushered me in. How could they even speak to a 10-year-old like she's an adult, he even tried to scare me by saying the boss will deal with me.

As I entered the car, I saw her mouth and her hands tied, I managed to remove the gag in her mouth.

"Maria" she called breathlessly as I hugged her in tears.

"Are you okay baby? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine but Dad is dead"I managed to say and I stuttered saying the last three words, the scene played in my head again—Lorenzo shot Dad in his head as Dad begged him not to hurt and, he blew Dad's brain and the blood splashed on my face, even entered my mouth—I tasted my dad's blood and wailed, but Lorenzo broke into an evil laughter as they dragged me out.

"Shhhh! Mama is here" She tried to console me despite crying profusely, she had become a widow in her early 30s, and she didn't know what was ahead for her and her baby girl—me, Maria Sanchez.

While I rested on Mum's shoulders until Lorenzo and his men came out. What were they doing inside with a dead man all this while? Were they clearing the evidence that'd link my dad's death to Lorenzo or was there something he was looking for?

He came out displeased and one of his men asked loudly.

"Did you find it, boss"

"No, I didn't. The bastard is shrewd even unto death but his family will suffer it". He stood outside the house, just in front of the three cars he came with. Lorenzo was such a coward for bringing men in 3 cars to kill a man, his wife, and his 10-year-old daughter. The whole charade was not necessary except that now I know that he's a man who loves to flaunt his wealth and power. He loved to be feared and hell I fear him.

Lorenzo had a scar on his face that extended from his cheek to his jawline, he had a tattoo on his chest—It was a snake with its tongue out, its scales and curves were perfectly etched and it looked so real. I saw it through his unbuttoned upper chest.

"What do we do with the wife and kid?"

"They're just collateral damage, they'd be my spoil". He gave out an evil laugh and his men followed suit.

Lorenzo took us to his underground den, as his men dragged us in, my eyes flickered around the surroundings, we walked past some men packaging some powder and we finally got to a dark room where the lady released my hand and pushed me inside.

"In case, you are wondering where you are, you are in my den, you're my captives, you'd remain here until I say otherwise and you were blindfolded when coming here so that you'd perish the idea of running away, you are in the middle of nothing—no one can escape from Lorenzo, I'd track him and gun him down and his blood shall be in his head for obedience". He lifted his two hands over his chest and took the posture of an alpha and Omega of Mexico, no one could challenge him nor stop him.

"As for this pretty face, I'm attracted to explore". He said as he lifted my mum's face and caressed him.

"You, son of a bitch!" she yelled and spat on his face, our hands were tied behind, I'm sure she'd have slapped him as well if she had her hands.

"Woah! The detective's wife is feisty" He smiled as he cleaned his face and turned to his men and smirked.

"You're such a coward for killing a weaponless man, taking your convoy of soldiers to kill just one man, were you that scared of my husband?" She began again with every anger within her. Her face was flushed from adequate sobbing, it was the first time I saw my mum being so courageous—we were in no position to confront Lorenzo, we were at his mercy.

"My husband was a strong man, you'd never measure up". Lorenzo got angry as she kept on talking and slapped her hard across the face, she fell to the ground. Her face peeled, and the was blood on her lips.

"Mama!" I screamed as she fell from the weight of Lorenzo's slap.

"Leave my mama alone" I screamed.

"What a pretty little girl you have here, for her safety you better keep your guts to yourself". He bent down to squeeze my mum's face, he turned her face to me where I stood like a scared rat after exhausting my tears.

My mum nodded calmly, she couldn't risk losing me as well.

"Lock them up, this is their new home" Lorenzo ordered as he walked out of the room, I watched the door close leaving us in a dark room sitting on the bare floor.

"Who dares Lorenzo?" He broke into boastful and mocking laughter as he stood right outside the room's door.