Million Dollar Man

Chapter 11

I draw patterns and swirls along his arm with my fingertip. "Do you ever feel like you're being watched?" I ask him.

He pauses the TV and looks at me confused. He thinks for a moment before responding. "Sometimes. But it's usually people staring because I'm just so good looking." He smirked.

I roll my eyes. "I'm serious."

He gives me a wary look. "Do you think you're being watched?"

"Maybe. I constantly feel eyes on me. I don't know why but I can't shake the feeling that something bad's gonna happen."

"Hm. People are probably just admiring your beauty." He moves a strand of hair out of my face. "You worry too much mi amor. Nothing bad will happen as long as I'm with you, ok?"

"How can you be so sure? What about when you're not with me? Something could happen." My mind starts to race.

"Nothing is going to happen." He assured me. "If it will stop you from worrying, I'll have one of my guys escort you when you go places alone."

I thought for a moment. I don't really like the idea of some guy I don't really know following me around everywhere but at least it's someone Lalo trusts. "Ok fine. Thank you." I say as I kiss his cheek and go back to watching the show.

The next day Lalo has to visit his tio so he sends nacho with me while I go shopping. I get ready and get in Nacho's car. "Where to?" He asks.

"The grocery store on 7th." I respond while putting on my seat belt. He starts the car and we drive off. "Sorry you have to take me. I told Lalo I'd be fine for today but he insisted."

"It's no problem." He said. He must not really talk a lot. Hopefully it's not awkward like this the entire time.

We make it to the store and he follows me around while I get the things I need. We walk into the snack aisle and see skinny and badger. They run up to me and I see nacho reach for something. "It's ok, they're my friends." I quickly assured him.

"Hey guys!" I say while giving them a hug.

They look over at nacho who's standing there awkwardly. "Who's this?" Badger asks, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"This is my friend, Nacho." I lied.

"Yo man I love nachos!" Skinny exclaimed. "We're having a party at my place tonight, you guys should come."

"I wish I could, but I gotta have dinner at my mom's." I said.

"You have to come." Badger chirped in. "It's not a party without you."

"Maybe I'll stop by after." I told them.

"Sick. See you tonight!" Skinny said while giving me a hug goodbye.

I finish shopping and we start to drive back to my house. Nacho keeps eying the rearview mirrors with a nervous look on his face. "What's wrong?" I ask him.

He hesitates for a moment. "I think someone's following us." He drives a little quicker and makes fast turns without using his blinker.

I start to panic and look out the car door mirror. They're still following us. I was right. Something bad was gonna happen. Why do I always have to be right?

He turns onto an alley but it's a dead end. Nacho slams on the brakes trying not to crash into a building in front of us. The car behind us stops and two men get out. "You've got to be kidding me." He says.

"What?" I ask. He doesn't reply. I look back to the two men behind us to see them pulling out their guns.

"Get down!" Nacho yells. I listened and got as far down as I could. As he pulls out his gun the others start shooting. "Shit." He yells.