"YOLO!" Cat yelled as she enter my house."Danny isn't here." I said as I look at my computer, emailing people to the clubs and trying to grab a hotel to buy.
My name was spreading and realize someone wants to book me a model agency. I decline, then I get email but a fashion dresser for me. I decline but I sent a few pictures of Cat work to see if maybe she's gets accept in their work.
"AND?! Sorry I had a lot of coffee. I don't care of him, plus he told me this morning he was going to busy. Anyways I came because I brought someone special." She open the door and Nima walked in.
"Nima?" I removed the laptop on my lap and walked towards her. Hugging her tightly. "Why haven't you been calling and texting back?"
I wanted to be mad at her but I couldn't. "I was going through the breakup but I want to talk to you, alone."
"I'll just get something in the kitchen." Cat muttered and walked inside the kitchen. I grabbed her hand and we sat in the couch.
"What's going on?" I ask.
She removed her hands from mine and started to fiddle with her rings. "I need you to stop making Luis do big work, involving anything with guns. I can't seem him hurt anymore, when he got shot, I was lost. I can't deal it with it, not since my father death."
Now I understand why she did it.
"Nima, I love you but no. Luis choose this and is now stuck here. We all made a choice, he loves what he does and I won't or will, change positions he is now. I'm sorry Nima, but either you are in or not. Franco made a choice to be in here, and you haven't worried."
She scoffs and looked into my eyes in disbelief. "of course I have! Everyday it sickens me that he is out there, once or twice a week getting shot. My mother seemed to be fine but I'm not. I can't lose both to this bullshit Mafia. I begging you Gabby to change his position."
I stand my ground, not getting over board with my anger. She was Luis girl, and Franco twin. She has my respect but sometimes she needs to know her boundaries.
"Nima you may be older then me by months but I lead this 'bullshit' mafia. I know what we are dealing with. I have been through shit the past two years, I have grieved and turned numbed and I was only a leader for almost three years. Luis has been in this mafia for years. You have to respect his decision."
She frowned and bowed her head in defeat. "I'm sorry for disrespecting the name. I was just upset."
"No worries. If you love him that much then go back to him, he's been.....acting out. Eventually his stupid decision will cause him to get injured. No doubt in that."
We heard a ping, and we both flipped out head to the computer. Unknown Email. It read as it popped up in gmail.
"Weird." I grab the laptop and place it on my lap, Nima also took interest and leaned back to see what was going on.
I clinked on the email and it was a picture that Manny showed yesterday. A women, but with a clear vision of her face.
My hand started to trembled. "No she can't be alive." I shake my hand and remove the laptop away. Standing up and quickly grabbing a drank from below the tv stand.
"What's going on?" Cat walked out.
"I think......and I think......my mother might be alive." She dropped her jaw and grabbed the bottle I had, taking a big gulp of it.
"But we buried her!" She said out loud.
I nod my head, "I know which doesn't make sense. She doesn't have a twin, she only have one sibling but he's nowhere to be found."

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The Past
Short StoryPt. 3 of Dama de Mafia After coming back from her trip, she thought everything was okay but one way or another, pieces from the past didn't link up then she thought. Can her past destroy her family or will it be in peace?