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Pepa screamed as she ran through the boat, slipping on the blood-covered floor and slamming against the wall. She quickly pushed herself up and kept running, screaming again as an axe suddenly flew past her and into the wall, dangerously close to her head. She could hear the captain laughing, the rest of the pirates joining in. Pepa looked behind her to see their dark shadows coming closer and closer as they chased her through the corridor, swords raised.
Suddenly, Pepa felt herself run into something heavy. Turning around, Pepa let out another blood-curdling scream at the sight of Agustin, hanging by his neck by a bloody rope tied to the ceiling, his eyes wide and bloodshot.
The redhead pressed her body to the wall as they went around the body, tears spilling from her eyes. Once around it, she continued to sprint, ignoring the stabbing pain in her side. She turned a corner and ran faster at the sight of a door at the end of the corridor. She slammed her body into it, her hand fumbling for the handle. Pushing it open, Pepa screamed as she almost fell into the ocean. She pulled herself back and covered her mouth with her hands as she sobbed. Just below her, her family floated face down, the water stained a dark red.
Pepa forced herself to look away from the bodies, closing her eyes tightly and falling to the floor, burying her head in her lap. She lay there for a bit, rocking back and forth and sobbing violently.
Suddenly, a hand wrapped around her neck and lifted her into the air. Pepa choked and wheezed as the captain held her in the air, his face emotionless. He then began moving closer to her body, his hand still squeezing her throat. He moved closer and closer until his body was pressed against hers. His spare hand reached down to his belt, slowly unbuckling it and allowing his trousers to fall down, revealing his privates.
Pepa's eyes widened as she began to struggle, her legs kicking out and her cloud shooting out lightning, striking the captain on the head. But he didn't even flinch.
The captain reached his hand under her dress, pulling down her bloomers and pants.
"P-please" Pepa begged, but her voice came out all raspy, barely intelligible.
The captain smiled for the first time, and began moving his dick into her, causing the redhead to shiver.
The man leaned forward and whispered something into her ear.
"You got what you deserved, witch"
Pepa screamed as she sat up abruptly, the bed bouncing at the sudden movement. Sweat ran down her forehead in great numbers as she shook violently.
She screamed again as she felt a hand on her back, moving up and down.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, I've got you" Felix whispered, his voice calm and soothing.
Pepa sobbed harder as he wrapped his arms around her, her heart racing. Usually, this would be just the thing she needed during a panic attack, but right now it was the last thing she needed. His touch reminded her too much of Jim and the captain, and the way they used to touch her.
The redhead fought against her husband, pulling against his arms. Her breathing quickened as the feeling became unbearable, and in a sudden rush of strength, she pulled her arm free and slammed it against Felix's face, flinching at the sound of a sickening crack.
Felix let go immediately, crying out in pain as he clutched his bleeding nose. Pepa crawled to the edge of the bed, her eyes wide with horror.
She hit him.
She hit Felix.
She hurt Felix.
"Felix!" she cried, wind rushing around her. "I'm so sorry! Please! I'm so sorry!"
Pepa began sobbing again, burying her face in her hands. She felt something gentle and warm touch her hands, and she peeked through her fingers to see Felix, his eyes full of kindness and concern. "Can I see your face?" he whispered, kissing her hand.
Hesitating, Pepa brought her hands away from her face. Felix smiled proudly, stroking her hand with his thumb. "There you are, Pepi" he said softly, kissing her hands again. "Was it the same nightmare?"
Pepa nodded hesitantly, a tear slipping down her cheek
"Did I scare you?" he asked, still stroking her hand.
Pepa nodded again, looking down at the floor in shame. She couldn't believe that she was scared of Felix, let alone hurt him like that. She felt awful.
"I'm so sorry amor" he whispered. The redhead's eyes widened. Why was he apologizing? "I should've thought about what you've been through before I did that. Lo siento, mi vida"
Pepa let out a sob. "I'm sorry"
"Hey," Felix whispered, "You have nothing to be sorry for"
"But I hurt you-"
"Nothing an arepa can't fix" he chuckled, and kissed her hand again. Pepa whimpered and wrapped her hands around his arm, burying her face into it. Felix smiled, lying down so then his wife could use it as a pillow.
"Lo siento" she whispered, before drifting off to sleep.
Felix sighed sadly, leaning over to plant a soft kiss on her forehead before nestling down beside her, his arm still in her grasp.
It had been two weeks since Pepa and Agustin had returned after being missing for six weeks. Upon their arrival, they had been severely beaten, with dried blood all over their bodies. It had been a horrific sight, but the family presumed everything would be alright now that they were home.
They were wrong.
Pepa was having nightmares almost every night, screaming as she woke from the dream. This hadn't been the first time Felix had been hurt by her.
Agustin wasn't doing much better, not daring to even glance at the piano for the first week or so. He had gone missing for a few hours a few days after their return due to an incident with that piano, and the family was still struggling to find out what exactly triggered his panic. Luisa had removed it a few days after the incident.
The family was at loss, their attempts at healing the pair failing miserably.
Felix didn't sleep that night.
Agustin lay awake in his bed, curled into a tight ball as he chewed his nails. His head rested on Julieta's chest, listening to the sound of her heartbeat. It never sped up or slowed down, remaining consistent, no surprises. Agustin liked that.
He hadn't slept at all that night. Every time he closed his eyes, he was back on that ship, wrestling against the pirates as they forced him inside that piano. It was unbearable.
Suddenly, something slammed into their door, and Agustin yelped, suddenly sitting upright and falling off the bed in the process. Julieta woke immediately, bending over the edge of their bed and helping her shaking husband back onto the mattress.
Agustin whimpered, his eyes wide with fright. Julieta brushed his fringe from his eyes, planting a kiss on his forehead. "I love you" she whispered, stroking his face. The taller man leant into her touch, relaxing, but only slightly. He was never off guard these days.
"I'll be right back," the brunette said softly, climbing off the bed and towards the door. Opening it, she was met with an excited-looking Mirabel. "Morning mama! Abuela made breakfast! You and Papi ready to come downstairs?"
"Mirabel!" Julieta said in a hushed tone. "How many times must I tell you not to bang on the door in the mornings? You know how much it frightens your father"
Mirabel went pink, looking down at her shoes in shame. "Lo siento mama, I forgot"
The elder sighed, reaching up to cup her daughter's cheek. "It's okay, mija. I know you were just trying to help. Out of interest, did you happen to do the same to your tia's door?"
Mirabel bit her lip. "Ay, dios mios. She probably didn't react well to that" Julieta sighed. She placed another kiss on her head, before straitening up again. "You go down to breakfast and I'll be down soon, si?"
"Okay. Te amo, mama"
"Te amo"
Julieta closed the door before turning back to her husband, who sat with his legs crossed, face unreadable on the side of the bed.
"Amor, are you alright?" the brunette asked, carefully sitting beside him. Agustin paused before nodding, his hands fidgeting in his lap.
Julieta reached over and rubbed circles on his back in an attempt to soothe him, but instead, he recoiled, whimpering like an injured animal. She sighed sadly. Sometimes she forgot what he'd been through.
Agustin paused again, before responding. "Will you be there too?"
The brunette smiled, taking his hand in hers. "Of course. I'll be there the entire time"
The taller man sucked in a breath, and turned to his wife, offering her a small smile. "Okay"