Chapter 62 Baby Sitting
JESSICA
My heart pounded as I took slow steps back. Their heights, dressing, and tattoos are sending terrifying chills down my spine.
"We meet again," the guy from the restaurant said.
He....he speaks English?
He smirked.
I squeezed the sides of my coat as two of his men moved closer to me and behind me.
Oh God.
I stared at them as my heart pounded.
"Your big boyfriend is here to save you huh, Perra enana?" (Little bitch)
"Plea.....please, don't hurt me,"
He chuckled, making my heart pound faster and my legs weak as I felt his men closer to me from behind.
I looked at them. They are as tall as the restaurant guy, staring down at me like a predator.
God, I think I am going to have trouble breathing.
"Hurt you?" the restaurant guy took my attention.
He scoffed, putting his hands in his pockets.
I felt tears coming as my brain imagined the terrible things they would do to me.
My mother will be devastated. It would kill her if anything happened to me.
"I am not gonna hurt you, chica." the restaurant guy said, standing in front of me "Not after what your big boyfriend did to me back in there" he said.
I opened my mouth to speak but...
"They," he gestured at the men behind me.
I looked at one of them.
He smirked.
I gulped.
"They are going to do the hurting," he said, making my heart skip.
He smirked.
I shook my head.
"Llévense a la perra, chicos." ("Take the bitch, guys,") he said to the men.
They both grabbed my arms instantly, making my heart escape my body.
"No! Please!"
They began dragging me towards a truck as tears rolled down my face.
"I beg you please! I am sorry!"
"¡Cállala, maldita sea!" ("Shut the bitch up, goddamnit!") he yelled.
One of the men covered my mouth instantly but that didn't stop me as I kept screaming and it was muffled.
""¡Diego, cuidado!" ("Diego, look out!") one of the men holding me yelled at the restaurant guy but he got hit on the back.
He groaned and fell on the ground, revealing Uncle Xavier with a stick.
I felt a bit relieved.
Oh, thank God!
"¿Quién coño eres, hijo de puta?" ("Who the fuckare you, motherfucker!") the other man holding me yelled at uncle.
Uncle didn't respond but threw away the stick.
"¡Te hizo una pregunta! ¿Cómo te atreves a golpearlo?" (He asked you a question! How dare you hit him?!" )
"Déjala ir." ("Let her go") Uncle said, staring at them.
"Hijo de puta...." one of the men said as he released me and took angry fast steps towards uncle.
The man threw a punch but Uncle lowered himself and punched the man's belly instead, making the man groan as he bent while holding his belly.
Uncle pounced his elbow on the man's back and pushed him away.
He fell on the ground.
Uncle looked my way. More like the other man still holding me. Uncle barely took a step foreign and the man released me instantly.
He made a distance from Uncle as he ran past Uncle Xavier, following the other two who managed to get on their feet and ran.
I let out a breath of relief.
"So what happened to 'I can take care of myself', Jessica?" Uncle caught my attention.
I opened my mouth to speak but stopped myself. Nothing I would say would make sense to him anyway.
"I literally told you to call your fucking mother. This street is not safe but here you are. Miss little 'i can take care of myself."
I lowered my gaze, fiddling with my fingers.
He might be his usual mean self right now but I'm grateful he saved me. I don't even want to imagine my fate if he hadn't shown up.
"Is this the fucking way to your damn conference?" he asked, making me look at him.
I shook my head.
"Then what on earth are you doing here?"
"I uh.....I lost my phone."
He scoffed. "Seriously?"
"I....I think they took it."
He heaved a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes.
"Please be kidding me right now. Babysitting is the last shit I want right now," he muttered out loud like I can't hear him.
He looked at me.
I gulped, awaiting his scolding.
"You lost your damn phone? The fuck is wrong with you?"
"They......"
"You know what? Never mind." he retorted, taking out his phone from his pocket. "I don't want to hear your silly excuses."
I heaved a sigh, lowering my gaze.
"I will just call Leo or Car......"
"No!" I blurted, making him look at me.
I pursed my lips.
"The heck?"
"Don't.....don't call them."
He raised his brows.
"Please," I added.
He scoffed, moving his eyes to his phone.
"Well, great. My phone is dead," he said, putting his phone back in his pocket.
I lowered my gaze, thanking the universe for killing his phone.
"Now, I am not only with a kid but I can't use my phone to get me a fucking Uber. I am so damn lucky," he said, making me look a him momentarily.
He is looking around.
"Look here, kid,"
I looked at him.
"I don't care about your idea of taking care of yourself but when I get home, I am calling your fucking parents."
Home?
Does he have a home here?
"Now behave yourself and fucking follow me," he ordered, turning around but.....
My heart dropped at the sight of that restaurant guy and more guys approaching us.
"¿Vas a algún lado, cabrón?" ("Going somewhere, motherfucker?") the restaurant guy asked.
God, not them again.
I looked at uncle as the men surrounded us. Uncle is looking at the restaurant guy.
"¿Has vuelto con más amigos, eh? ¿Quieres más golpes?" ("You are back with more friends, huh? You want more punches?") uncle said.
The restaurant guy scoffed.
"Tengo suficientes para todos ustedes." ("I got enough for all of you,") uncle said.
The guy from the restaurant frowned.
God, what did Uncle say to him? I think he just made it worse.
"Get behind me, Jessica," Uncle muttered while looking over his shoulder.
I was about to take a step but I was grabbed backwards instantly by two men.
"Ah!"
"Hey!" Uncle yelled, attempting to come after me but another man pointed a gun at him, stopping Uncle in his tracks.
My heart begged to explode as I stared between uncle at the man pointing his gun at uncle.
""Un paso más y ella muere." ("One more step and she dies,") the gunman said, moving his gun to me.
A gasp escaped my lips as the men holding me tightened their grips on my arms.
"No tiene que ser así, hombre." ("It doesn't have to be this way, man") Uncle said.
"¿¡Cállate!?!" ("Shut up?!") the gunman yelled, aiming his gun back at Uncle.
My heart pounded continuously.
"Ella es solo una niña. Déjala fuera de esto." ("She is just a kid. Leave her out of this.") Uncle gestured at me.
"Ella es la razón por la que noqueaste a algunos de nosotros, cabrón. Si te metes con ella, te metes con todos nosotros."
("She is the reason why you knocked out some of us, motherfucker. You mess with us, you mess with all of us.") The gunman said.
Uncle opened his mouth to speak but....
Someone knocked him out hard from behind.
"No!" Terror washed over me as uncle passed out on the ground.
"Your turn, bitch!" The restaurant guy caught my attention, taking fast and terrifying steps towards me.
I shook my head.
"No....please!"