I'd Rather be Dead Instead

Alive

As she was munching her food, she couldn't help but see that they have been eyeing around for a while. She was conspicuously in skepticism of suspicion.

She stopped and stare at them...

"We want you to report him to the police...now...no rush...but...uh...you can't go on...", Brendon was having tone variance, he was too unprepared for authorized ones...

*after two hours*

"Do we leave or what?", Rosalia guessed.

Brendon and Rosalia tugged my arms and rushed me to their car and down the road to the police station.

Her heart...was... She was hyperventilating...

"Officer Jones, we need to talk to you ASAP!", Rosalia stammered.

"Who's this?", the officer gazed at me with worrisome look splattered across his face.

"Her father was the victim of crime 57491 in this city...", Brendon was coming out from his comfort zone, "and case 17 from the long lost murderer who us at large, she is caught hostage in his house..."

"Come on inside...", the officer welcomed them to his foggy and dim office.

"Tell me...", the officer started.

"Oh, he made her mute...", Rosalia stated, "but check this out!", she handed him her phone.

The officer read with full analyzation and carefulness.

"Give me his info, Ms. Tienes.", the officer commanded.

She opened up a page on her notes and he wrote it down.

The number, the address, the full name, and the series of assaults he has been committing as to her knowledge.

"We are gonna act like nothing happened, when he calls, you go, we will follow you and arrest him, and we will get you hospitalized, physical and phycological wise, you are a diamond in the rough, Ms. Tienes, although, I have to admit, you should have done this sooner, but better late then never. You did well, and oh...he will get a life-sentence in jail..."

Father, I made it...

"Yes let us show her around, there's this concert in twenty-five minutes time for Lindsey Stirling, she would probably enjoy!", chanted Brendon.

"Look, your phone, it's-", Brendon started and Marinara nodded with a smile and answered.

*on the call*

"Mari, you seem okay since you haven't contacted me, yet, but thank you, I got bored, you may come, be here in an hour max, bye!", and he hung up.

"Rude!", they stated.

Marinara shrugged and waved a farewell, but they, they went in for a hug, so she couldn't help but cry.

"You mean a lot to us-", Brendon said.

She nodded and left.

"We are behind you, Ms., you are safe under the law of the government, you deserve an award, you know..."

Marinara wrote down: I can't be found in my cab that I am here, I should go to the bus station...

Rosalia shook her head in disbelief, "How precise you are, damn gurl!"

They drove her to the bus station, and behind them was a luxurious car and cops dressed in non-cop uniforms to masquerade their presence and followed them.

Marinara found a cap and rode on with her hand on her heart...

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*After thirty-five minutes*

"Bravo! How are you?", Mr. Blanco questioned.

She shrugged.

"I hate saying this..."

She looked at the ground with a smile.

"...thank...you..."

"Yes, thank you, Ms. Tienes, you did pretty highly than expected!", one of the officers threatened Mr. Blanco with a gun as the other handcuffed him. "I am Officer Pierce, you are under arrest! And Officer Roth...", he looked at the female officer, "pack Ms. Tienes' stuff and meet us at the station!"

"NO WAY! YOU BETRAYED ME! I-", Mr. Blanco was hollering all over the place...

"Speak what you got in the court, now, come with us."

"I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU MARINARA!"

"Don't worry, Marinara, here...", she reached out for a luggage bag and got her stuff packed in less than a quarter of an hour, " should've guessed, he really is a prick! You deserve a life!"

Then they got into Mr. Blanco's car and, "Oh, his family, where are they?"

I did a plane motion with my hand.

"Where?"

She shrugged.

"We'll have to investigate that as well, who knows what they might have with them, drugs, explosives..."

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In twenty minutes, they arrived and saw that the luxurious car they came by has long arrived.

"He won't speak!", said Officer Pierce yelled.

She made her way to him and held his throat from behind in one arm and opened her pocket knife with the other.

He laughed hysterically.

She slammed his lower thigh with the knife and he was alarmed by her force.

"You want to take revenge for your father, and for your voice, for the mistreatment, but I wanted the job, and now I have more than I deserve...", Mr. Blanco said in agony from his scar.

"Mr. Dexter Blanco, your record maintains more than ten crimes, you are to be imprisoned, life sentence...

She cut deeper in his thigh again and he shrieked.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!", she found herself yelling over the top of her voice, over his hollering...

Then the officer held her, " CALL 911 NOW! AND YOU MR. BLANCO! YOU WILL BE DEAD!"