WHO ARE YOU

Glass Bottle

Bugh....

"Aarghhh...!". Trevino, closing his eyes enduring the excruciating pain. How not to get sick, his private asset kicked Camelia.

"Uuh...So painless". Said J. J. Abrams and his men, each holding personal assets.

"Come, still tight-lipped where are the kids?". Camelia snapped, staring intently at Trevino. "You're tough, too, Trevino. Being able to endure the pain I was giving, still not wanting to tell where the children were? Ck, it's really draining me of energy".

"Honey, the constant torment is sure Trevino will admit where our children are". JJ Abrams, direct.

"Trevino, better tell me the truth! Are you willing to endure the torment of,nona". Mr. Xyil, slide the chair because of Trevino's furious attitude. Even she was targeted by Camelia, her face blushed bluish by Camelia's throw.

"Rabrghhh... At any time, I don't admit it!". Shouted Trevino, his chest up and down in self-control.

"Oh, don't want to admit it. Good, should I call a pimp, hmmm?". Camelia said, smiling. His eyes were fixed on Trevino's phone, there was something on his mind. "Let the pimps rape you, then spread the hot video. Take it easy, I have many other plans to teach you a lesson".

"Whose phone is this? Hmmmm...I have a brilliant idea". Camelia blinked her eyes, making Trevino thrash on the chair.

"Don't you dare mess with my phone! Put my phone back, Miss Camelia!". Shouted Trevino, but he ignored his warning. Damn it, he'll know where his kids are. Aarghh...Look out for you Miss Camelia, I really remember what you did to me!.

Full of Camelia's spirit, fiddling with her cell phone and knowing where her children are now. "Huu... I'm tired of giving you lessons, it's so easy where my kids are. Trevino, you are not my opponent and will never defeat me. Look, my beloved husband doesn't dare to come out of those bars". Camelia, glanced sharply at her husband.

"My dear, my love, you are everything and we dare not be with you. So, we turned ourselves in". The JJ Abrams.

"Husssttt.... It's not time to teach you a lesson, J. J. Abrams. I won't give you your rations for a month if it takes a year!". Camelia said, smiling.

Gluey!

"Darling, how can I hold it. I'm not wrong, the kids are safe with me. I've asked someone to pick up the kids, but you got here first". J. J. Abrams, persuaded his wife from a distance. He did not dare to come out of the bars, afraid of his wife.

Camelia, the anger went out against her husband. Take the empty bucket, then throw it into Trevino and Xyil sir.

"Hey... Why were we thrown, using buckets? Miss Camelia, it's not like you already know where your children are". Mr. Xyil, dizzy head hit by the bucket that Camelia threw.

Trevino, blink his eyeballs. His face was covered in blood, swollen unnoticed as well.

"I was angry with my husband, he was in there. I can't teach him a lesson, and then I'm throwing my anger at you!". Firmly Camelia, get ready to pick up an empty bottle of alcohol.

"Miss, what are you doing with that bottle? Don't throw it at us, or hit us in the head again". Mr. Xyil, plead with Camelia.

J. J. Abrams and his men, however, increasingly withdrew to the wall. Afraid of Camelia, throw the glass bottle into the bars.

"JJ Abrams, get out of there! Or I'll throw this glass bottle, towards the two of them!". Camelia shouted, threatening her husband to come out.

J. J. Abrams, shakes his head immediately not to get punishment from his wife.

"Miss Camelia, where there's threatening someone like that. Surely Mr. J. Abrams, won't get out of there. Miss, don't throw it at us!". Mr. Xyil begged constantly.

"Rabrghhh... Miss Camelia, take a look at my current condition. My face was full of wounds, blood kept coming out, it was so painful. Still, she's still punishing me". Trevino, his condition is weak and resigned to Camelia's treatment.

"Just throw that glass bottle, at them my dear. Trevino and Mr. Xyil, it's been outrageous to our children". J. J. Abrams, increasingly affecting his wife's mind.

"Mr J. J. Abrams, don't say strangely I can't take this punishment. Miss, throw it at Trevino, she's happy to take it". Mr. Xyil, shakes his head to the right, to the left.

Camelia, carrying two glass bottles, approached them.

Bughh

Prangs!

Bughh

Prangs!

"Aarghhh....!". Trevino and Xyil, their heads are again bleeding. The glass bottle was broken using both of their heads.

Prok!

Prok!

Camelia, clap her hands because the enemy is still holding on. "I have something for you two, wait a minute". He chuckles, pulls something out of his pants pocket.

"Look, an itchy powder was given to my dress that night. You know, where does this itch come from? Well..From Maira and Laure, they carry out the orders of princess Eloisa. Speaking of princess Eloisa, how's she doing now?". Camelia, glance at Mr. Xyil.

"Liar! Maybe my brothers, did that. You don't make this up Miss Camelia, I don't believe what you say!". Trevino denied, he had trouble seeing because blood was dripping constantly.

"Don't believe my words, it doesn't matter. Look, their faces are bumpy and itchy. That's the effect of this powder, because of his own carelessness and getting hit by the stone". Camelia, using gloves to be able to hold this itchy powder.

"Where may be the daughter of Eloisa, dare to do such an instant. Is it not true that princess Eloisa said, you secretly went into her room and broke her face! Answer me the truth, Miss Camelia!". Shouted Mr. Xyil, with sharp eyes.

"Hey...! You guys don't scold my wife!". Shouted J. J. Abrams, eager to beat them both.

"Haha.... Haha...Do you have any proof, hmmm? Nothing, it means I'm innocent. JJ Abrams, I asked one person to help me. I want to put this itchy powder, onto their personal assets. Unimaginable, how it felt beneath that". Camelia's eyes, glanced at the personal assets of the two of them.

"Darling, I don't want you to see their stuff. Let my men put that itchy powder, I don't want you to see it. Enough of mine, which I see to my fullest". J. J. Abrams, immediately pulled two of his men out.

Inevitably, his men came out of the bars despite the shock of Camelia. J. J. Abrams, immediately re-lock the bars.

"No! Don't do it, I don't want to! Get rid of that thing, Miss Camelia! I don't want to, stop it! I ask you, miss, to have made a big mistake with you. Please forgive me, don't do that". Said Mr. Xyil, thrashing on the chair.