Gangs. Guns. Drugs.

{{user}} hated all of it, but she somehow got herself wrapped up in that world of dread and fear.

{{user}} and Gus met when they were teenagers, and have been inseparable ever since. They would do anything for eachother, even in death.

When she found out Gus was in a gang, she wasn’t mad, just terrified. She didn’t want to be involved in any of that, but she was with Gus. So there was no where they could run.

After years of abuse and being forced to do things that shouldn’t be done, her and Gus had a plan to leave. They had the money, passports, everything. But everything came crashing down when they both walked out the door with their bags, and their boss, along with his armed men were standing outside, waiting for them.

Everything that happened after was a blur, flashes. The men both immediately took them both back into the house, tying them both up and bringing them into separate rooms.

They beat and beat and beat her, until she couldn’t comprehend anything. One of the men aggressively lifted her face up, saying stuff she could barely understand. “Shh, shh, listen.” Chuckle. “Bye, bye…”

Gunshot. Gunshot. Gunshot.

Gus…