Te Quiero

SETENTA Y UNO

Seasons by Khalid feat 6lack

Brandon's POV

I tried my whole best to be as calm as possible even though I knew that my heart was throbbing like it would get out of my rib cage. I needed to think clearly so I'll come up with a good plan to get her out of the devil's fingers.

Damn!

I was distracted by all this family drama that I actually forgot El was still in the picture. Talking about family, I couldn't believe the guy I hated all my life cause of the way my dad compared us, was actually my brother. We said nothing to each other as I drove us to Eastern block to rescue the woman we both loved. What the hell? This was like an award winning movie that I would watch when I was fourteen.

I prayed within me that she wasn't hurt wherever she was in El's dungeon and also, that no one would touch her inappropriately. Fuck. I needed to move this car faster but, I had to keep my cool in order to think straight.

I took in a deep breath and kept driving in silence. Then, Kelvin phoned finally. I had called that jerk twenty times already. I picked the call.

"Demorte has told me everything." He said quickly.

"Good. Now, that's my girl he's got...if he kills her... I'm dead. Do you understand?" I asked ignoring the fact that Dylan was sitting beside me. Fuck it. He had to know that she's mine.

"Yeah I do."

"Good. Now meet me at Eastern block with the boys. Demorte has given the permission to come with any kind of fucking weapon. Come with guns, knives, swords... fuck! Whatever you can use to make this bloody cause... this war's gonna be fun. El asked for this." I said and a grin spread across my face.

"Yes boss. I think Demorte's coming too."

"Ohh, that makes it more fun. Let him know that I'm in charge."

"He knows that. He knows they've got your girl so you're definitely in charge."

"Good." I ended the call and took in a breath to get myself calm so I could think straight. We needed a plan that I couldn't think of at the moment. El would definitely be expecting us so he had the upper hand. That's why the only thing I could think of was for my boys to kill any one on sight. Make my boys fight aggressively but fighting without a plan is still a road to failure.

Shit!

I needed to think of something before getting to El's...

"I kissed her." Dylan said abruptly.

I groaned as my mind processed the words he spoke. "So, why the fuck are you telling me that? You want an award or something?"

"I just wanted you to know. I can see that you love her...a lot. Like, look at the way you're trying so hard to ensure that this would be successful. Besides, I have a girlfriend now...I guess I just had to get it off my chest and as much as I hate to do this...I'm sorry man." He said.

"Nothing surprises me anymore Dylan. Nothing...since...I got to know that you're of  my blood. Nothing fucking surprises me."

He looked at me in shock and then relaxed. "Your mum told you?"

I didn't give a reply cause it was already obvious.

He nodded. "My dad told me last week."

"It's fucking messed up but...there's really nothing I can do about it."

He nodded. " Yeah, there isn't." Then added after an awkward silence. "Just know that she wasn't really in her senses when we kissed."

"I know." I said. "That's why I'm not annoyed. I'm sure she thought I was the one she was kissing." I smirked.

He laughed. "You are one hell of a younger brother."

I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"I'll like to be the one to kill El myself. I need to put ten bullets in his body like I promised him. He did that to the woman who took care of me all my life... the woman who would always be my mother." I could hear the anger and sadness in his voice even if I couldn't really turn to see his face.

I nodded. "Sure. I'll ensure that." After all, Demorte has already avenged his daughter's death.

Well, we didn't have a plan but our opponent would definitely have one cause he set a trap for us and we were going for it regardless. All that we wanted to do was to kill even though it wasn't the good choice.

We were meant to think and strategize before heading to Eastern block but I couldn't wait that long because of one reason which was her. She was my drive. She was the only reason why I kept driving on that reckless speed to El Casirk's domain without thinking.

I might not come out alive but I didn't care. I just wanted to save her. Then, I remembered that Dylan had Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and he was fucking following us for this mission. "You're aware that there'll be so many triggers on that battlefield, yeah?"

He cleared his throat. "I must overcome it...one day and tonight...tonight's gonna be the one." He removed a pill from his lab coat and swallowed it.

I hoped that the drug would be enough but that was his business. Finally, we had reached there... EASTERN BLOCK!