La Luna - His Future || Bruno Madrigal Fanfic || Book One

Burning - Bruno's POV

Notes: Okay.. I'll admit this could probably have been split into two chapters but here we are haha

If you don't know the song Luna and María are singing, shame on you jkjk *Jennifer Lopez ft. Iggy Azalea - Booty*

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Luna's POV

The ground beneath my feet shook as I left them standing there, my soul laid bare for all to see. It felt as if I was choking on the memory. Calling to me, wanting to swallow me whole. I was broken. I've been broken since that night.

I needed air.

A grove of palma de cera in the distance swayed in the wind. I needed to be anywhere but here right now. Pushing my legs I ran. I ran until my lungs burned. Until I was standing underneath the dancing palms. Craning my head back to watch their movements.

"Why. Why did I let him find out this way..", I whispered into the wind.

The sounds of the wood creaking, bending and fighting back against the invisible forces, it was like my body and soul against this memory.

"Who could love someone so broken..", my fingers touched my stomach where the invisible scar 'he' burned into me rested.

That monster had taken too much from me already. I won't let him take this too. My hand trembled slightly at the thought of his towering form coming for another girl.

"Never again.", I closed my eyes.

Bruno's POV

Reaching Luna's home I paused, my hand on the doorknob. I could hear their voices on the other side. Sighing, I opened the door to Antonio and Mateo on the rug. They were taking turns drawing and guessing the animal. Benji was sprawled out on the sofa. He looked up as I shut the door, lifting himself onto his elbows. I wondered if he knew. Surely, he didn't. Or at the very least not the details. He held my gaze for a moment.

"Hey. You think we could get some more of those arepas?", he asked plopping back down. This kid was so much like Lo, he might as well be his clone. But I was thankful he didn't ask questions. I was dreading having to talk about it.

"I'm not sharing my arepas with you.", I teased, sitting down on the other end of the sofa by his feet. His playful pout followed by a nudge with his foot to my leg came in response.

We watched in silence as Mateo and Antonio drew creature after creature, giving each other their guesses.

My heart was aching. I could feel Luna's sorrow tugging at me through our bond. María asked me to give her some space and I understood that better than anyone but I didn't want her to feel like she was alone.

Just then a knock came from the door and the shy young man from earlier stepped inside. I don't remember Arthuro leaving the lunch to be honest. He must have left when he saw Benji take off. I hope so at least. Benji hopped off the sofa, "We gotta go over tonight's guard detail. We'll be in my room if you need me."

Someone else cleared their throat and I turned to see Pepa standing there. "I thought Mateo might like these.", she nodded to some of Antonio's books in her arms. Her eyes looked as sad as I felt inside.
"Thanks.", I tried to smile at her.
She closed the door and came to sit on the rug with the boys. They excitedly showed her their drawings and explained the game that Mateo had invented.
"Can I play?", she asked picking up some paper and a pencil.

As I sat watching them play I wondered how long it had been. Not being there for Luna was eating away at my conscience.
"Go. It's okay. I'm here.", Pepa whispered.
"Thank you.", I mouthed back. Mateo was being entertained and hadn't noticed me slip out the backdoors.