Eight

  "Rosa?" Rico asked.

Slowly, I lifted my head up and looked through my eyelids into his eyes as they held the doubt I expected, I nodded in agreement. 

"Well, incase you were thinking Rosa died from the bullet and drowning, then I can tell you, I killed her with my bare hands, grr!." Marco behind Rico on his big throne made of our sofa demonstrated with his hands, using the left hand to straggle the right wrist with his big teeth gritting.

I could feel the rush in my blood as he caught up with me. Rosa really did survive and he killed her.

That sneaky and cunning bitch. She was really desperate to avenge her brother's death.

"Is he for real?" Sophia jaw dropped. 

"Did he mean to say straggle? That's cruel." She added in whisper blankly, forgetting completely that we were meant to stay quiet and follow their rules.