I'd Rather be Dead Instead

"Use ONLY THIS COMPUTER and especially NOT THAT ONE!", he pointed to the largest laptop in the room, taking a whole desk and -

*Uh...a secret, eh...? Imma show ya...! Why? What would he probably be hiding in there...? Some TOP SECRET info? Fo' God's sake...?!*

She just nodded and he conspicuously turned around and sat in her opposite side, that poor girl was always being watched...

He would tell her, now she is showing the police his secrets

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One day, Mr. Blanco ordered Marinara to get him cracking all the codes in the system of a specific website to find an ideal partner in crime without having to sign in and talk to them directly, so she did that and it took her seven hours, from 3 pm till 10 pm, and she slept on her desk...

"What...? Oh...I musta slept during crackin' em codes, how uncomfy...-oh...", she looked all around her as she gasped, "no one's here...how...how strange, they left me here, slacker heads! I must go-", and that large computer made her eyes shine, "ohhhhh, I knew it when I met him, I loved him when I left him...", she started singing, and she, knowing all the crackings for that website, cracked that computer, and found herself some PERFECT PRISONER'S ESCAPE!

Marinara took photos of the info and sent it to Rosalia and, "ROSALIIAAAAAAAA I CAN'T BELIEVE ITTT OKAY I BETTER CHILL MHMMM AND NOW I WILL BLOCK YOU NOT TO RECEIVE ANY MESSAGES AND GET CAUGHT!!"

That was what she did a week before reporting him to the police.

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That info has been used against Mr. Blanco in the court, and he could find no way to deny it, or at least, prove them wrong, his lawyer couldn't even be that much of a help...

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"MARINARAAAAA!", Rosalia heaped in enthusiasm!

"Heyy...", she suffered to make out her words.

"Here, eat!"

"Wha-"

"No, no, stay, wait, let me help you..."

"Oh, you have awoken, let us see...", the doctor was absentmindedly speaking as to check her health.

"Looks that you are going through a trauma, pretty fair enough, anyways, the police assigned you an official woman to take care of you for a while, of course, your friends shall not be forgotten, but...they have their own lives, you know, eh...?"

She nodded.

"Please enter Ms. Carolina..."

There, stood a short, cute, and curly-haired woman, "Hi, I'm Carolina Mendes, and I would be...your...psychologist...and manager!", then she let out a laugh. I couldn't help but laugh, then winced.

"Oh, sorry, okay, so...you should eat something...and by the way-"

"How long have I been here?"

"You surpassed me, not long...two weeks..."

"EXCUSE ME?!"

"For your condition, we thought you would do so for two months, let alone two weeks..."

"What happened to-"

"He had served to be dead, yeah, that's what he is now..."

"No, I can't believe it..."

"Ge bled to death, after your...and...then they caught proof from your findings and the properties in his mansion, and that was way too evident and credible, so, no, they did not fix his bruise, but they got another boy who Mr. Blanco had killed his mom, yeah, that boy killed Mr. Blanco by the order of the government, and we video-taped that for you, and we also, the government, I mean, we fixed you an apartment and now, you have your own place...", she said with a delicate smile...

Then Marinara started sobbing.

"We will leave you alone...and oh...happy birthday..."