Crisis

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My eyes slowly open, blinking a few times to adjust my eyes. I looked to my side to Coco not there. It was weird but not at the same time. He usually texts me if he goes, which I didn't get, and well, he isn't the type to write a letter. I didn't think of it, probably the club needed him.

I made my way to the bathroom, taking a quick shower, getting one of Cocos wifebeaters and some shorts for work. I made the bed, opening the blinds and went to see if Letty was home. I knocked on her door and there was no response, I knocked again and opened it. She wasn't home. It sucks being here alone. Nobody to talk to.

I head to the kitchen to get something to eat before I leave. I snacked on an apple and went to the sink to wash some dishes, but the sink got clogged and the water rose.

"Fuck." I swore under my breath. I gotta get this fixed but not right now. I tied my shoes, grabbing my bag and keys. It was a nice today, just perfect. I had the windows down as I drove to work, blasting music. Katey, the night shift worker, and I traded. I was behind the bar serving drinks. Andres walks in, he saw me and headed his way to the countertop. He took off his yellow sunglasses and placed them on the table. "Morning." I greeted as I gave him his usual. It looked like he was coming from work, he was all covered in car grease and smelled like fuel too. "Long morning?"

"Was. Thank god that its over." He chugged the bottle. I remember that he worked on sinks or something like that. I might have to ask him.

"You fix sinks right?" He hums. "Do you think you can fix mine? It just overflows and Coco isn't home."

"Yeah sure, is today okay? I gotta go visit my sister this week."

"Today is fine, yeah thanks. You Andres are a lifesaver." He gives me a smile. "How can I repay you?"

"You can pay me with a 6 pack, Stella Artois." He winks.

"Whatever."I patted the table as I walked to serve more. The door opens and it was Vicky. I felt something was off, we weren't close and ever since Riz died, she became distant. She looks at me and tilted her head to the back of the bar. We made our way back and she looks around to see if anyone was around. "Vicky, que paso? Todo bein?" I crossed my arms.

"We need to talk." She wasn't her. There was something wrong. "I need you're help."

"For what?"

"To bring down the MC." I gulped.

"The fuck?" I whispered shouted at her. "Im sorry Vicky but I would never turn my back on them, and if they even knew that I-"

"They killed Riz, what will happen next? You got shot, you could've died. What did they do to you? Nothing. Here you are, limping around. They don't care about you, even if you risk everything."

"You have no fucking right to come in here, in my job and tell me this. Im very sorry about Riz, I really am, but hes gone. And you know that my brothers and Coco would never let that happen."

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