"You didn't leave your room before I broke in?" - She was trying to kill me

[This story happened in 2016 to my wife (and I) when we went backpacking in Colombia for two months, it's a crazy story and I tell it from his perspective]<br><br>&#x200B;<br><br>My wife, Emily, and I go on long trips very often. Our favorite way of traveling is just backpacking and going from place to place to discover new cultures and cities. On this occasion, we decided to go to Colombia for two months. Our idea was to travel the entire country, go from the south to the north. We already knew that the beginning of the trip was going to be very long, so the idea was to start from city to city. We ran out of money several times, but we made sure to always have something for a hotel a night. For us, camping is a fun idea, but we prefer to have a roof under which to sleep, although for a month we were in a tent camped in northern Italy. On this trip we were carrying a small blue backpack each, only with the essentials.<br><br>We decided to start in Argentina, passing through Bolivia, Peru and Ecuador, until we reached Colombia. From there, we should go north to Panama, which divided the two Americas. In each country we had a route that we followed, however, we decided to stop in certain places longer than in others. After a month and a half we were in a hotel in Bogotá and everything was going perfectly and very well, we didn't spend more than 300 Colombian pesos in food per day and we always tried to eat in markets, as they are very cheap and above all, delicious, but at times we ended up in the chain restaurants, although to us it didn't make any sense to stop in a chain restaurant when you were traveling to a new country.<br><br>The time we arrived in Cali, a city in western Colombia, we went to a hostel we had found in a document that gave us in the previous city we had passed through. The hostel didn't have much fame, but a girl told us that she had stayed there a few days and that the treatment was good and likewise, the room cost very little. As happens when you stop in a hostel, you have to wait until the previous guests leave the room to be able to enter, and it was still noon when we arrived, the room was occupied but the manager told us that we could enter as guests. On the way to the room a woman stopped us, she was tall, thin, blue eyes and short blonde hair, she looked at my wife and me. She was followed by a man with dark and long hair, I couldn't see him properly as he didn't want to look at us. She looked at us again, with her arms crossed, before introducing herself. "Are you the ones who reserved the room?" she asked, we told her yes, I saw how she smiled slyly, but I didn't realize what was going on. She introduced herself, her name was Aria and her boyfriend was Onion, although that wasn't his real name, that's how we knew him. We chatted with them for a while, they seemed very nice and they told us that they were coming from Spain, they had saved up for a whole year to leave for three more months, they had done the same route as us, but from north to south. They told us many things about each city, we realized that in this country the crime rate is very high, so you have to be on the lookout because people kill you for a phone, a wallet or a car, so the best thing to do is not to leave anything lying around. They told us that Onion had just been robbed a few days ago, they had taken his backpack and had stabbed him. So he had been hospitalized for two days. They told us that there is a lot of drugs in every city and they offered us some drugs to test our friendship, we told them that we didn't have money to buy drugs, they offered us some and we told them that we didn't have money to pay for it. In the end, Aria introduced us to her dealer and we bought some drugs from him, we knew that we were committing a crime, but we didn't have money to pay a fine. As we didn't know what we were doing, Aria decided to teach us what to do, she took us to her room and showed us how to smoke marijuana. I don't know how to describe it, but it's a very nice feeling, you feel the world slow down and you get dizzy, and it's a lot of fun, since you can think about anything and it's going to make you laugh. After a while, Onion came, he had to go to the hospital for a check up, but he had time to flirt with my wife before leaving, above all, he was looking at her body and squeezing it, I should have got angry, but I didn't know how to react, I didn't want to ruin the friendship we had just started. <br><br>Then we went to explore the city, we got lost, but we met an interesting girl and Onion, he told us that he had met her before, her name was Mila and she was from Colombia, she didn't know how to speak English, so I acted as translator. We decided to go to a bar, and before entering I asked Onión if he was going to be fine at a bar, he told me that he didn't mind and that he wanted to spend more time with us, Onion was still looking at my wife, I saw how he caressed her hand, I decided to intervene in a forceful way, I told her that the beer was very cold, and I took her hand, she smiled and her eyes sparkled, Aria looked at us, she was very happy. In the bar a giant of a man asked us to dance with him, Onion refused, but we decided to dance with him and Aria too. After a while we left the bar and went to another bar, which was a goth bar. We didn't know, and we went in with a normal shirt and blue jeans. Everyone was looking at us, but one girl came to talk to us, she was very friendly and nice, she introduced herself as Eleonor and we danced with her. After a while Onión got drunk, he started to hit the girl next to him, Aria stopped him and we asked the girl if she wanted to dance with us. We talked and danced with her for a while, until she left, she told us that she had a concert to go to. We left the bar, we went to a big park, and we bought a huge bottle of rum, there we decided to tell our horrible secret, about what Onión did to my wife. We asked Eleonor if she wanted to tell us something, she didn't tell us, so we decided to tell her our story. I and my wife have been together for 8 years, but three years ago, Onion had kidnapped my wife and beaten her up, he had broken some of her bones and she had bruises on her face and whole body. She spent three months in the hospital recovering, and during that time I thought that she would die, but she recovered, we thought that Onion was dead, that he had died in an accident or something, but he didn't die, but we knew that he had spent a year in prison for what he had done. <br><br>After that night, my wife and I felt as close as ever, and we both knew that above all we had to look out for each other. And that's why I couldn't understand why I didn't react when I saw Onión flirting with my wife. The bottle emptied and we decided to buy another one, although I didn't drink it, I wanted to stay sober, we drank for a while and I didn't notice if Onión was flirting with my wife again, we were all very drunk and laughing a lot, I remember above all how Aria vomited the bottle of rum onto the floor, while she was laughing, I saw how her eyes looked empty, she vomited on the floor and laughed, she didn't notice that we had all stopped laughing at her reaction, Aria laughed long, I ran out of laughter, and it felt like she was treating me like I was nothing, like I should laugh at her, it was a strange moment, although I ended up getting tired and leaving. I told them that I was going to the hostel, they told me that they were going to keep drinking, I decided to leave them alone. When I arrived they were out, so I had to wait for almost two hours for them to arrive. I fell asleep for a while and left the room until I heard the sound of the entrance door, I knew that it was my wife, I went across the hall and opened the door before she could do it, she looked at me as if she was sure that someone was behind her, I didn't see anything behind her and I felt a shiver, but I closed the door without looking, as if I didn't want to look. I told her that I had the key, she smiled and we went to the room, although she looked at me very strangely when we entered the room. I told her that she had nothing to worry about, she laughed and told me that she was drunk. I woke up a few hours later, I felt a blow in my stomach, I opened my eyes and Onión was crossing the room towards Emily, I saw how he pulled his knife and pointed it at her throat. My wife started to scream, and I knew that she was going to kill me because she looked at me with her empty eyes and laughed. I closed my eyes, I thought that I was going to die, my wife screamed very loudly, but that was it, until I