Episode 5

I entered the infirmary with Gabriel and saw the girl from afar, she was lying down with several bruises and a bandage on her forehead. She was taking medication intravenously. She was crying softly, begging for something while biting her nails.

I approached, she was so distracted that she didn't notice.

"Hi, miss"

She fixed her eyes on me. But she said nothing.

"How are you feeling? I was the one who brought you here."

"I'm destroyed, in every way a person can be."

She answered, looking at a point on the wall with lost eyes.

She looked at me.

"How did I end up here, and my son? Where is my son? Did that bastard do something to him?" She asked with a trembling voice.

"Your son is safe, miss, he's with my mother."

"Your son ran away from your house to ask for help while you were unconscious. I found him and did what I had to do."

"And the...."

"He's still alive, but not for long. He will suffer the consequences of what he did to you and your son. He's locked up in my little room and he won't leave there alive."

She looked at me curiously.

"Don't you know me?"

She shook her head.

"It's strange that someone who lives in the community doesn't know me."

"I couldn't leave the house."

She answered, looking down.

"I'm Cobra, the head of the favela, but you can call me Gael."

Her eyes widened in fright.

"You don't have to be afraid of me, I'm only bad to those who deserve it."

"And what's your name?"

"L-Liz"

"Liz, you don't have to be afraid, that asshole will never lay a finger on you or your son again."

"Thank you"

"Tomorrow you will be discharged and I will come to pick you up and take you to your son. You don't have to worry, he's doing very well."

"Thank you."

She took my hand that was on the bed rail and squeezed it. Brother, I got goosebumps from head to toe with the touch of this girl. What the hell is this?

I left her at the post, put a security guard on her and went towards my parents' house.

It was already morning

"Family, I'm home," I said loudly from the door and went inside.

My parents were having breakfast by the pool with Dede, who was in shorts playing in the pool with his face all happy.

My mother got up and came to greet me.

"I loved the grandson you gave me." She said happily.

My father was playing with Dede and I went to talk to my mother.

I told her everything that happened and in the end she was already crying.

"My God, my son, how much this child must have suffered and yet he is a sweet and polite boy."

"You haven't seen his mom, it's a pity. A young, beautiful woman, going through all this."

"Beautiful is it, Gael?"

My mother asked maliciously.

"Don't start, Mom, I just felt sorry for the girl and I'm going to help."

"I see... What a pity, I really wanted Dede to be my grandson."

I shook my head and went towards the pool.

My father and Dede were having fun.

"Hey buddy, is the pool good?"

He came to me.

"Uncle, what about my mommy? Did she go to heaven?" He asked sadly.

"Of course not, your mother is in the hospital, she sent you a kiss and tomorrow she will be home."

He seemed thoughtful.

"He's going to hit Mommy again."

"Dede, your father went to a very far place and he won't come back."

He widened his eyes and wrapped his little arms around my neck.

"Thank you, uncle... you know, I didn't like him."

"He won't bother you anymore, you'll have a new life and a new home too."

"And you can visit Grandpa Joao whenever you want."

My father said and the little one ran into his arms.

"Dede, then you stay here today, tomorrow I'll pick up your mother."

"Shall we take a picture of you to show your mother?"

He happily agreed, made me take several pictures and took one with my parents and one with me.

"Now uncle has to solve something and then I'll sleep in the hospital with your mother."

My parents looked at me laughing.

My father asked

"And the bastard? Have you finished him off yet?"

"I'm going right now to send him to hell."

My father gave me a hug

"Make him suffer a lot, death is too little for him."

I left my parents' house and went towards the little room thinking.

My father is a bandit and so am I, but he always treated me with love and my mother like a queen, even though we are from the crime world, we have principles and we don't accept this violence against women and children.

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