Daniel Castillo (smellofcolitas) wrote in ofourowndevice, @ 2013-04-27 17:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, 07-03-13, aiden, ashling, daniel |
WHO. Daniel, Ashling & Aiden
WHERE. Lobby
WHEN. Early Morning
Daniel didn't park the car well, but then, when dizzy from blood-loss and heat and panic, parking wasn't the strongest concern. The hotel had appeared as a God send and Daniel was muttering beneath his breath, every prayer he could think of to Jesucristo and all of the Saints. He managed to push the car door open and he stumbled out of it, leaving his bag in the car. He hit the lock on his keys right before hitting his knees, dust and sand pluming up into the air. Blood dripped down his hand and he groaned, pushing himself up as he staggered towards the glass doors at the hotel entrance.
He didn't want them to call the police. If they called the police, he was going to go to jail. He had drugs in his car. Money in his car. If he went to jail, he'd be killed there. The cartel would find him and kill him. He wasn't important enough to bail out. Not even if Rodrigo had managed to make it out.
Rodrigo. His brother.
He fell down in front of the doors and turned over onto his back. His shoulder was throbbing, leaking blood onto the sand. He felt the sun beat down, the heat unbearable.
Was this Hell? He deserved it.
"Dios te salve, Maria, llena eres de gracia..."