𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒 || D. Swing

23.

                 Im at 10k y'all so here's another
chapter ❤️ this chapter might piss y'all off tho lol

                    [       𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟼𝚝𝚑, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟹     ]

" Here" De grabbed my last bag from baggage claim and gave it to me.

" Can we leave now?" Alicia complained. " My back hurts and me and the baby are hungry." She stated over dramatically.

" Yeah we can leave now. I'm not letting my son starve."

" Son?" Alicia giggled. " Our daughter is hungry" she said, emphasizing daughter.

I grabbed by bags while De carried his bags along with Alicia's.

" Where is our hotel?" I asked.

" At the El Palace Hotel" he spoke as we walked through the doors.

" On my god! Seriously?!"She smiled widely grabbing De's arm.

I felt him look at me as she held on to his arm.

" Why do I deal with this?" I scoffed under my breath.

I wanted to leave so bad but I had to keep reminding myself that the concert was today.

Our original plan was to stay for three days but after doing some thinking I'm booking my flight back home after the concert.

" Hey Sheila. You wouldn't mind if we left you at the hotel while Devante and I went out to eat."

" I don't mind go ahead" I nodded. " I need to take a nap anyways. I'll just order room service. Thanks for asking if I wanted to tag along." I half smiled.

Calm down girl. Play it cool.

" Sorry I didn't know-" Alicia started.

" It's okay. I'm joking" I forced a laugh" Are we going to just stand here or are we getting in one of these cabs?"

" Yeah" Alicia nodded her head a little unsure. " Let's go." She got in the cab that was right in front of us.

The cab driver got out of his cab and opened his trunk for us.

As De and I walked towards the trunk we bumped into each other.

" Watch it" I frowned picking up the suitcase I dropped.

" My bad. Ladies first" he held his hand out.

" Here I'll take that ma'am" the cab driver smiled and took my suitcases.

" Muchas Gracias" I smiled back.

" de nada, señorita" he winked.

" What the hell y'all saying?" De furrowed his eyebrows.

" No tienes ni condenado idea, estúpido" I put my hand on my hip.

The cab driver giggled as he put my stuff in the cab.

" What's so damn funny?"

" Nothing. Calm down" I opened the cab door.

" Since when did you speak Spanish?"

" Why?"I squinted my eyes.

" Aight whatever Sheila" he shrugged mumbling something else under his breath.

          
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" And here's your room cards. I threw in a few extra just in case" the hotel receptionist smiled.