Meanwhile, at Larissa's school, she's having a good time with her friends. She checks the time and tells her friend that it's best she head home since her parents would be coming for her early and she wouldn't be able to wake up.
She decides to call a taxi which tells her to wait outside or it would leave without her.
Larissa said goodbye to her friend and went outside to wait for the taxi, but just as she was waiting, Peñaloza appears.
He was in his car and stopped in front of her, inviting her to get in.
"Hi! No thanks, I've called a taxi," replied Larissa.
"But your brother sent me to fetch you; he didn’t want you coming back alone and he'll kill me if I return without you," he said, with a gesture of his mouth to the side, "you know how he is."
"Alright, let me call the taxi to cancel it," Larissa replied.
I got into his car, and we headed to my brother’s house. It had been about 20 minutes since we left school and his car started making strange noises, so he decided to stop to check it out. We were in a place surrounded by trees, very close to the river, but it was a spot where nobody passed by, especially not at night.
He got out of the car and lifted the hood to see what the trouble was. I rolled my eyes, annoyed at the delay. I took my bag and got out to ask if he might need a flashlight.
Suddenly, a car that had seen us by the roadside stopped to help.
"God has answered my prayers," I thought to myself.
"Do you need help?" asked a man getting down from his car.
"Yes, we don’t know what's wrong with the car," I answered.
He approached us, and from the car that the man arrived in, four more men got out! One of them wore a bulletproof vest with "police" written on it. I looked at Peñaloza, puzzled, and gave him a sign to be alert.
But suddenly, the man slapped me so hard it knocked me to the ground. The other men grabbed my brother’s friend and held him. He grabbed my arm, wanting to drag me to their car; I tried to fight back, but he was stronger. I began kicking, but that's when the other men began to beat me. I refused to get into their car, and at one point, my ankle twisted from the heels, and I fell to the ground. I began to cry with my mouth bloody and, lying there, they laughed and jeered at me. Just as one of them turned for a moment to make his jokes, I took off running into the trees; if I ran towards the road, they would follow me with their car. Running in the dark of night, my feet hit rocks, but I didn't care; I needed to get away. I took my phone and started calling my brother as I ran, but he didn't answer. I kept calling, and no answer came. So I decided to send him a voice message.
"Demir, please, they want to kidnap me, there are four men chasing me through the woods. Please come help me, I'm scared they might want to kill me."
I think they might be police—I sent my location and turned off the phone.
I kept running, searching for a place to hide, running out of breath, but I had to survive no matter what. I hid behind a tree and could hear their footsteps on the dry leaves on the ground. I saw them head in another direction, so I decided to make a break for it, but as I was escaping, I ran into Peñaloza.
"Let's go, we have to get out of here, or they'll kill us!" I told him.
He grabbed my hair and threw me to the ground, pulling me along by my hair and yelling that he had caught me. I was surrounded by them.
One of them pulled out a gun and started questioning me about what happened with Rodriguez (the murdered police officer). I couldn't say a word, just shook my head, and one of them punched me.
"Talk, damn it!"
"I don’t know anything, please, just let me go."
He knelt beside me, running his gun across my face.
"Would you like it if I ruin your face? Leave you blind in one eye? Because that would be better than killing you. So you'd suffer."
"I only met that guy once."
One of their phones began to ring, and all he could say was, "Uh huh, okay, understood."
"They found him and say she's not involved; it was a misunderstanding."
A huge relief washed over me; they weren't going to kill me.
"I won't say anything about what happened; we can claim we had an accident, but I swear I won't tell."
Peñaloza looked at me and smiled in a terrifyingly grim way.
"You think you’re going to leave here?" he replied, "You and I will stay here, and I'll enjoy you as I always wanted."
"No, listen, we have to let her go and trust that she won't talk after everything that's happened. She won't say anything, right?" said one of the men, looking at me.
"I haven't said anything; please let me go."
"Leave us alone," said Peñaloza.
I tried to get up and run, but he grabbed me again by the hair and threw me to the ground. He began to beat my stomach, and I curled over my abdomen so I couldn't feel his blows anymore. For a moment, everything started to spin, and I lost control of my body.
That's when he threw himself on top of me, kissing my body as I had no strength to push him away, though I tried. He was stronger and grew more violent. He began to tear my dress while my tears fell; I tried to hold his hands from doing it, but he kept breaking free and hitting me. I saw my partially nude body on the ground. Then I heard the buckle of his belt and tried to get up, but he just kept hitting me until I almost passed out. I felt broken when he penetrated me. I'd never felt pain like this; I had never been with a man and this one shattered all my dreams of being with someone I loved one day. He moved on top of me, touching me roughly; I tried to push him off, but he moved with more force. It was horrible, I was desperate and could do nothing, crying in terror, begging him to stop, but he didn't listen. When it was over, he got off me, and I just curled to one side, crying on the ground. When I looked up, I saw Peñaloza approaching with a large rock. He began to hit me in the head with the stone; I tried to cover myself, but he became more forceful, everything spun until I felt nothing more.
Peñaloza's narrative.
I hit her head with the stone, and blood began to flow. When I realized, there was a pool, and she was dead. My companions approached me.
"You killed her," they said.
"I couldn't let her live."
"You raped her; that wasn't the plan. We only planned to kill her; you are a rapist."
"I always liked her, but I could never get close because of her brother. Now help me get rid of the body. Did you think she wouldn't expose you? The first thing she'd do if she met Demir."
We grabbed her feet and began to drag her, leaving a trail of blood along the path.
"Bring a bag; if we bury her, she'll be found quickly, and DNA will get me caught. We need to take her somewhere else," I said.
We wrapped her in the bag, ready to dump her in the river, where no one would find her.
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