I just wished I could watch how everything went down. Too bad.Noises of gunshots filled the air along with glasses smashing and wood breaking. It went on for like twenty minutes, then there was silence. Then voices but I couldn’t make out who they belonged to or what was being said.Was I so bad at untying knots or the idiot that did this was very good? I pulled at the rope frantically, I’d given up on untying it, maybe if I could pull my hands out or just one hand, I could move with the second hand. I pulled until it felt like my wrist would disconnect from my hands. The pain made me stop.I took a deep breath and tried again. This time I didn’t stop, finally I felt my left foot, although it hurt like hell.I looked around for a weapon that could be useful. I found nothing, I moved slowly towards the door, no one was in sight but I saw a gun on the floor not too far off, I prayed it was loaded.Just as I wanted to place my hands on the gun a leg came and kicked it away. It was one o
“You see, I’ve hated that boy, especially for a very long time. His parents were so annoying. Especially his mom. Let me tell you a secret.” He moved closer to me and whispered. “His mom was my therapist.”Dante leaned back again and gave his hideous shriek he called laughter.“She tried to help you and you killed her.” It annoyed me how sick he was.“Only because that kid kept coming in the way,” He pointed at Louis angrily. “It was more annoying to see how she adored him.”“Is that reason enough to kill them?” I was hurt, mad, angry. It was worse that I was powerless against Dante.“I didn’t kill them because of that, c’mon. They crossed the boundary themselves like you all are doing now.”“What do you mean?”“You see, they managed to get out of my radar for quite a long time, then they came back.” He paused dramatically. In my heart, I prayed desperately for Carlos or Zade, anyone to help Louis. I couldn’t watch him die.“They wanted to take drugs off the streets.” Dante’s eyes nar
Louis had to undergo surgery to remove a bullet stuck in his ribs, he was alive but in a vegetative state. The house had been busy all through the last month. Juan had taken up a huge responsibility of being in charge of Dos Santos. Many came to pledge their allegiance and condolences concerning Louis. It almost seemed like they were mourning him so Juan forbade anyone from talking about him.Every night, Juan came to the room and talked to his brother. The doctor had said he might be able to hear us. On the day Louis's coma completed one month, Juan tattooed his brother’s name on his left index finger. That night, he sat with his brother and spoke,“Hi, Louis. It’s getting tiring to see you lie down in there doing nothing. You used to be so good at bossing people around and I thought it was easy. You made it look easy. Now I have to do it. It was hard at first but I’m now getting the hang of it. So., I decided to do something to show you my gratitude, for taking care of me all this w
I stared up at him, unable to come up with any lies or cover-ups.“Uhm. I came to see you. I haven’t seen you in a while.” I thought that would distract him for a minute or change the topic.“You have been avoiding me, now you want to see me. Why do I not believe you, I don’t believe I could hide myself between pages just to avoid you.”I didn’t come up with any reply, I couldn’t. All I could see was how good he looked. It seemed like he had recently taken a bath as his hair was still wet. It made him look sexy. I swallowed.It’s been a long time since I saw him up close. His good looks discarded me and I decided to be honest, partially,“I didn’t know you read.”“Oh, I can read, I can write as well.” Carlos cracked.I blinked and blinked again. “That wasn’t a joke, was it?”He looked away. “Not anymore.”“I couldn’t believe you just attempted to crack a joke.” I had to laugh at his attempt.Then both of us went silent. The silence was a bit awkward, Carlos and I had never attempted t
Louis wasn’t allowed to do anything other than eat, sleep, and walk around. I made sure not to leave his side. Juan automatically stopped being the world's best brother, he didn’t even show the newly acquired tattoo. What was it with the brothers not being able to tell each other how much they loved each other?Carlos came to see Louis often but all they did was talk. I couldn’t help but wonder what both of them were talking about so seriously.My relationship with Carlos went back to being restrained due to how we ended things, more like, didn’t end things. I just couldn’t finish sex with him when Louis was downstairs, finally awake. I knew it was just an excuse still, I wasn’t ready for sex. I wondered what I would have done if God hadn’t given me a way out.It confused me. I loved being touched, I loved Carlos’s touch but I just didn’t have the strength to embrace sex itself. The whole thing was confusing and Carlos was paying for it.We went back to being a big family. Louis and I
I didn’t see that coming. I was quite fond of Louis but I knew deep down that I couldn’t marry him. Even though I was attracted to Carlos physically, I wouldn’t marry him either. Marriage and sex stood side by side for me, both scared the shit out of me.I wondered how to get out of this without breaking Louis's heart. I understood his point and knew he might be happier than a simple man but I wasn’t the woman for him. He needed someone who could handle her mess.“We could have a new life here. It would be good for both of us.” Louis continued. The only hard thing about Louis is his body, he tries to hide it but has a very soft heart.“I think staying here would be good for me too, but I’m not sure about marrying you, Louis.” I love him too much to tease him, I would be honest. “A new life would be nice here, but I can’t marry you, Louis.”“I know you care about me.”“I do, but that’s not enough to build marriage on.”He looked at me sadly. “Is this because of Carlos? Is something go
I hadn’t expected his call. The possessiveness in his voice caught me off guard.“I’m in Texas?”“Why the hell are you in Texas when you should be at home.”“I’m here with Louis.” Silence filled the air after I said that.After a full minute, I heard him again.“Is this it? You chose him?”I wasn’t choosing anyone. I chose me. So I said the only thing I thought he would understand.“Yes, Yes, I chose Louis.”The sound of the line cutting was my reply. I’ll stay here in Texas and attempt to live a simple life, maybe then, I’ll be truly happy.When I opened my eyes again it was fully morning. The window was opened and the sun had invaded the room. Maria was nowhere to be found but the smell of freshly baked bacon told me she would be in the kitchen.I brushed my teeth and made my way to the kitchen.Maria's eyes were twinkling and she looked so happy as she went about the kitchen doing her thing. Did that kind of joy come from doing something one liked?“Come here, Rayna.”I went to her
I didn’t understand that. He couldn’t just disappear, could he?At first, I feared that it could be a kidnap but when I got to his room, I knew the man had walked out of our lives as mysteriously as he came in.His books were gone, and so were the sketches. His clothes were left behind. He only took the things he valued.It hurt that he didn’t even say goodbye.I wondered if he would have said goodbye if I hadn’t gone to Texas, or if he had even left at all.Maybe It was an emergency, he was needed somewhere and he had no choice but to go there immediately. It could be a family issue. He would come back.Yet I knew he wouldn’t. Carlos wasn’t the man we thought he was. He was much more.The air was still tense over Carlos's disappearance when Louis decided to tell Juan of his decision to leave Mexico City.I have never seen the brother argue so violently.I was sent upstairs as they hurled Spanish at each other. I couldn’t hear them clearly but Juan was very much against his brother l