I wake up sort of happy for the first time in years. I still remember his words, they ran in an infinite loop in my head. I'm here. If you want to talk or not, I'm here. I look at the time: 10:23 am. I swing my legs out of bed and stand up, the cold tiles a shock to my feet. I then notice I am on the other side of the bed, which means I had rolled onto Bryson's side, and I could smell myself drowned in his scent. I brush my hair before heading out into the hallway and down the stairs, to smell something magnificent. Someone had made a small fry, and Reyna was sitting there with a plate of food.
"Where's mine?" I ask, walking over to her. She laughs and points over at Myles who is doing the dishes. "bold of you to assume I can cook." I don't mind eating in front of Reyna, because she knows what I do. I steal a piece of bacon and she swats at my hand. "Hey! Make your own!" she huffs. I chuckle and point at her. "Ha! Tha-that is a good one!" I laugh. "bold of you to assume I can cook." I echoed.
I wanted to avoid asking the question 'Where Bryson?' because I know that Reyna would get suspicious. "so... where Bryson?" I blurt out curiously. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. Reyna stopped and turned around with a big smile on her face. She made her voice higher with a Southern belle accent. "Oh, where Bryson? Where's the guy that I love so very much and sleep with at night? Oh, how I need him!" she mocks. Fury builds up inside me. "leave it, Rey. I don't like him in fact, Lo odio tanto que no puedo soportar mirarlo! " I announce, but she's unconvinced.
"He won't be back until late tonight, is the answer to your question." she says with a tone in her voice. "well if we have time to kill, how about we go shopping?" Reyna says excitedly. I the. Remember that Bryson had bought me an entirely new wardrobe, but I still need some other things, so I give in. "And I don't talk like that!" I say, and she sighs turning to look at me. "Well, obviously Isa. It's called sarcasm. Ever heard of it?" she shares, and I roll my eyes at her poor attempt at sarcasm. "but I guess we can go shopping." I agree, and she grins following me to my bedroom. "What are you doing?" I ask her, on my way up the stairs. "I need to see the clothes that Mr Hot stuff bought you! I might wanna borrow something!" she said. I groan turn into my bedroom, and take her into the walk-in closet.
Reyna's mouth gapes open as she delicately touches my clothes. "okay-this man? He's a keeper!" she squeals and starts picking out outfits for both her and me. She picks out a Gucci jumpsuit for me, and a Chanel dress for herself. We both wear Prada heels, mine beige and hers black. Soon after we are both prepped up and out the door, to go shopping for shit I don't need but will probably get anyways.
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We walk out of Costa laughing with coffee in our hands when Reyna stops. She nudges me and points over to a group of girls and her friends, whispering and staring at us. I walk right past, not giving two shits about her and her minions, but she stops me.
"Why, if it isn't little miss man-stealer," she speaks, and I turn on my heel. "I would have thought you would be too busy fucking right now to even go to the mall." she smiles, and all her minions snigger. "Rey, hold my earrings. Shit about to go Down." I mumble, removing my hoops. Her eyes widen, and all her friends push her out of the middle of the circle they are in. I hold my fists up to my face, ready to punch this bitch. She gulps and brings her fists up to her face, mirroring my moves. She doesn't know what the fuck she's doing.
I take a swing at her jaw, and my fist and her face immediately collide, yet she stays on her feet despite the stumble. She takes a sloppy uppercut to my chin, but I quickly dodge. And I continue to dodge and I can see the rage burning up inside her. She grabs my hair and goes to punch my face, but I sweep her leg and rip the earring out of her ear, tossing it to the ground. Her screams echo in the mall, and people have their phones out recording, and I can hear police sirens wailing in the distance.
She pulls a knife out from under her dress, and I am frozen in movement because I didn't bring any weapons. They are all in the car. She goes to lodge it in my stomach but I quickly move out of the way, adrenaline rushing around my body. When she gets back up She takes a punch to my face but I grab her fist blocking it. She then takes the knife across my face, distracting me, and then I stumble when she punches my nose. I feel blood running down my lip. I have had enough of this bitch. I take two punches to her face and kick her in the side with the heel of my shoe, then one last right hook to her head.
I watch her fall to the ground, unconscious. Wiping the blood from my nose, the police come rushing in, and me and Reyna sprint in heels to the exit on the other end of the mall shouts coming from behind us. Reaching the exit, we rush to the car and once we get in, accelerate quickly out of the parking lot. Panting heavily, we both burst out laughing. The pain in my face increases, but I don't show that I am affected by it.
We had turned on the radio and Reyna was singing along, but I just sat there driving. It hurt too much to talk because the girl's punch also hit my top lip. Reina glances over at me and softens her eyes. "Isa, your lip is busted," she said sympathetically. I don't react to her comment and just smile poorly at her. "the things people do to you and you are still alive, imagine." she sighs. "Well, it's only 3 o'clock, we have some time. What should we do?" Reyna shrugs, looking out the window when I get a phone call. "Hello?" I reply, and I immediately recognise the voice, it being one of my partners before I moved away. "Dante! How've you been?" I smile into the phone, and Reyna grins at me. "Ah, good. But listen, someone is planning to attack the base tonight, we need you here ASAP, how long do you think you would be?" he says quietly. "Uh, I'm just driving back to my place now. I could call one of my guys to bring over the helicopter?" I question, and I could hear Dantes sigh of relief. "You're a lifesaver, Isa." he chuckles. "Meet at the ground floor landing pad." he rushes. I hum through the phone as he hangs up, and Reyna raises her eyebrows in a questioning matter, not knowing what's going on." I need to fly back to Cuba tonight, someone's planning on invading the base. " I announced. Reyna shakes her head at me." Seriously Isa? You just got punched in the face and you're going to risk your life Again? You shouldn't even be working for Kyle's mafia anymore." she whines. I turn to look at her, and she has a face on, nagging at me without words. I deny her request and she groans.
She ignores me the entire way home, still angry that I refused to say no to Dante.
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I am packing up most of my weapons, black clothes, masks, hair ties and a first aid kit. Zipping up the bag, I throw it over my shoulder and make my way downstairs. It's 5:00 pm, and the helicopter should be here in around fifteen minutes. Making my way down the stairs, I bump into a wall. I stumble backwards just for my arms to grip around my waist as I am about to fall. "Reyna said you wouldn't be back til late tonight," I mumble. When I look up I see his gorgeous eyes glancing down at me, then my outfit. "and where do you think you're going?" He says smugly. "Out." I reply dryly, shoving past him. "out? Without me? Oh please." he scoffs. I turn to look at him and he has a grin on his face.
Sighing I leave him standing there and quickly usher to the door. He strides behind me following my footsteps. "So where are we going?" He questions, buttoning up his suit jacket. When we go up to the rooftop the helicopter has landed on the pad in the middle of the roof, it'd propellers whirring. I walk over and climb in, Bryson following behind me.
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Right Where You Left Me
RomanceIsabella Hernandez had been through hell and back ever since her mother had married a new man. A man she was left with when he drove her away. Now she if forced to marry the eldest son of the Santiagos, Bryson. She thought her life couldn't get any...
