The siguiente Morning
Michael was the first one to wake up. He turned and looked at Janelle, who was still asleep. He looked at the mesa, tabla clock and saw that it was almost 11am. He turned back to Janelle and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Janelle? hola Janelle, it's time to wake up." He whispered.
She moved slightly, but didn't wake up. Michael got out of the cama carefully and stretched and went over to Janelle's side. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook her a little.
"Janelle? Wake up, Janelle. It's 11am."
She still wouldn't wake up. He leaned down and kissed her cheek and she woke up.
"AH!" She screamed...

It was another día without Michael. Wait until it's a year. My phone rung "Hello. This is depression you're calling. What tu want?" I groaned "Hey , single lady. It's Danny." He answered. I quickly hung up the phone. It rung again "What do tu want from me?" I moaned "I got something for tu , babe." He dicho as I quickly woke up "First. I'm not your babe. Secondly. What did tu get?" I asked as he chuckled "I'm coming over today." He whispered as I looked at the phone like: The fuck. I hung up and stayed in cama drinking a glass of Whiskey as the door opened "Danny , what have tu brought...

I looked around the warehouse. It was spacious and big with a broken windows and broken glass on door. There were rats scattering around the corners and nibbling on dead rats and squeaking. I looked up at one of the guys "My name's Carmine." He dicho as he took his cuchillo and softly caressed my cheek again , I looked the other way while he grabbed my face "Don't be such a bitch. I might cut off your pretty face." He pushed my head back while his assistant , brung a bucket of water "Here tu go." He dicho as he gave Carmine the bucket. He dumped the water on me then untied me from the chair and...