Chapter 8

The girl dropped the gun. Her hands and chest hurt from the gun kickback.

Hector came at her from the door which now was wide open.

He tackled her, and held her hands up above her head and pinned her legs, which now were kicking him violently, down with his knees.

“FELIPE? Felipe are you okay??” Hector said while making an effort to avoid the girl who now was trying to bite his hands holding her down.

“I … I THINK I’M OKAY.” despite his effort Felipe couldn't control his shaky voice.

“Did she hit you?”

“Yeah I think she hit me the second time” Felipe said rushing to Hector and the girls side.

“Go get a tape or rope, FUCK WOULD YOU STOP BITING ME?”

“LET GO OF ME YOU SON OF A BITCH” the girl yelled back at hector then spit in his face.

Felipe got up to his legs, holding his injured arm with his other hand.

He scrambled down to the kitchen.

He opened the drawers and cabinets aggressively, he even broke a few.

Finally he found a duck-tape.