Kidnapper to lover

11

I woke Derek up. Shaking his relaxed body. He pulled me into his embrace. It is not the time. I think he was on cloud nine because how the fuck does a whole gangster not hear the police. 

"Derek, la policia". I was scared and when I am scared I switch my language from English to  Spanish. 

Translate: "Derek, the police."

"Qué", He said jumping out of bed. "Fuck ok". Derek ran out of the room. 

Translate: "What"

I didn't know what to do or what I can do. I am not a gangster. I haven't gone to the dark side. "Vamos", Derek says grabing my hand. 

"Let's go"

I followed him as we went down the stairs. "We have a warrant, open up"

She did it even when I told her not to. She thinks she can control my life. To my sister I always need saving. The moral of the story is don't write about ending yourself in your journal.  "Escucha, toma estas llaves. Baja las escaleras, hay un pasaje secreto subterráneo y sigue la x".

 Translate: "Listen, take these keys. Go down the stairs, there is a secret underground passage and follow the x."

"No, mi hermana llam-

Translate: "No, my sister called-

"Si yo no vengo en 5 minutos tu ve y sigue adelante" 

Translate: "If I don't come in 5 minutes you go and move on"

Tears left my eyes. I hate my sister for this. I laid my hands on Derek's cheeks. "Te amo Rosa". Are lips coupled with an intense, zealous, passionate kiss.  We disconnected and I look at him for the last time. 

"I love you", I say hugging him. 

"Rosa, you have to go"

"NO"

He pushed me away. 

For my own good. I stood there for a second. "Were, coming in". Shit. I started running downstairs. As fast I could. 

I wonder what Derek is doing. Why didn't we both go to this underground passage? Was he hiding something? Taking care of business? If you what I mean. 

I seize a bag of supplies. I don't know where I am going but I hope Derek will lead the way. I heard a loud bang. I hesitantly open the lock. I unlocked it but the door was heavy.  It was like some shit you would see in Games of thrones. 

I had to jump down. It wasn't a far jump. I think. "Derek, this can go-

Fuck. I had to count before I jumped. Like steam. 3. . . 2. . . 1. . . I ran and jump. I closed the hatch and started running. 

Wait, Derek. He said five minutes but it was 10. I kept on going but I had to go back. The most dangerous love is the kind that starts a fire in you that will not die and every part of you is awakened. And what scares me is if I never love like that again?  

I ran back and drop the bag. Dang how I am supposed to get back up. "HELP", I yell. Dumb, I know. 

I heard my fucking sister coming to my rescue. No fucking surprise. "Rosa, it's okay. I am here"

Fucking run bitch. I told myself. A leather came down. To save me. Maybe, I should have just run. Like he told me too. I climb up the leather to might my sister in tears. Wow. Can't wait to hear this sob story. 

She hugged me tightly. Sisterly love? "Did he hurt you?"

"No"

"But you wear locked down the-