Empire of Carnage by Santana Knox EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Santana Knox
- Language: English
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- Genre: Hispanic American Literature
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Celia
Lo juro por Dios que, this is the last time I end up in the fucking trunk of
another sedan.
Fucking cocksucking hijo de la chingada.
Guillermo’s lackeys had barely shut the trunk before they opened it again,
this time to throw Santos in with me. I watched the needle slide into his neck,
and the same medicine they used to immobilize me was now coursing
through his veins as well. His gagged screams of protests turned into
mumbles just as his tongue froze inside of his mouth.
There was nothing worse than staring into the face of someone you loved
and seeing nothing but pain, knowing that there was absolutely nothing you
could do to make it better. We laid there, staring into each other’s eyes,
crammed into that tiny, piece of shit trunk Los Muertos had stuffed us inside
of for what felt like an eternity. An awkward tear rolling down our cheeks
every now and then that we could only ignore and pretend we didn’t see.
Time moved slowly and eventually my muscles tingled with an intense burn
when sensation began to return to my body.
I wiggled myself closer to Santos, resting my forehead on his chest. He
moaned a muffled sound that was filled with pain. He was hurting, physically
and in every other way possible. Mateo and Ronan were dead, and we were
headed towards our end too.
The realization was a blade dead center in my chest.
It was all my fault.
I would have gladly met my demise a hundred—no a thousand times over
if it meant the boys would have survived. But it was too late now to make
those kinds of compromises and I had cost them their lives. I deserved this,
they didn’t. My sobs were an incoherent mess of sounds echoing off the trunk
that caged us in together.
They were gone.
They were fucking gone.
My ocean, my fire. Both snuffed out from right in front of me and there
was nothing I could do to stop it from happening. Nothing I could have done
to save them.
I wanted to drown. I needed to burn. Instead, I was trapped inside my own
body and locked in this trunk, forced to do nothing but feel and come to
terms with my loss.
Our loss.
They’d been glued to each other for half their lives, and in a matter of
weeks I destroyed it all. I wasn’t the rain that mortals knelt for, I was the
deluge that swept all of existence from the Earth.
The question of whether or not we’d be able to survive without them
briefly crossed my mind before I realized we wouldn’t be surviving at all. We
were headed towards the inevitable muerte. Death.
By the time the paralytic ran its course through my body, the car came to a
stop, and we were forced to take an undignified piss break. Being groped and
manhandled by Los Muertos grunts was the better alternative to peeing
myself. Santos tried to fight, earning himself a few more sucker punches to
the gut and two more syringes of muscle freezing bullshit before they tossed
us back into the trunk.
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