(Dating back to 12 years ago)
I ran and ran, the feeling of bullets flying over my head scared me, I held my stomach,I stuck out like a sore thumb considering that I was eight and a half months pregnant at the time, the thought of giving birth to my child in a situation like this was absolutely terrifying, it had scared me since I had found out that I was going to be a mother, I had no idea what end was up, but then again I was fifteen and hadn't had much experience with a Cartel since I had ran away from Camila months ago. Before anyone had realized I was pregnant. My boyfriend Daniel had ran beside me, one arm wrapped around my waist. We were both attempting to get to the safe house, I looked at Daniel "what is this about, what happened?" "I'll explain later, I just need to get you to safety"
I nodded as we turned to hide around the corner "Pinche pendejos" I said quietly but furiously. After the two men that were shooting at us went by, we quickly made out way to the safe house that was down the block. I got inside and sat on the bed "explain, now" I demanded looking at Daniel, he sighed "their from the Jimenez Cartel...we stepped on to their territory last week and they've been following is ever since", "who is we?" I questioned him "my mentor...the one that Camila put me with" I shook my head "great, we're gonna die" I said "Listen I'm going to the bathroom" I added and walked over slamming the door behind me. I stood by the sink, I considered running and I considered ending it all for myself.
That was the moment it happened, the moment I had dreaded for the past hour,my heart sank as my water broke. I didn't like the feeling...it was terrible...that's when the pain started coming through "uh, We have a problem" I said opening the bathroom door as I saw him pacing around the room, but he stopped when he saw me "what's the matter?" He asked me "my water just broke..." I got right to the point "what?, the baby wasn't due for another two weeks!" He panicked and helped me to the bed "I know" I said groaning slightly at the first bit of pain that had came through.
This had been my worse fear ever since I started my pregnancy...I knew what I had gotten myself into, so did Daniel, you could say that I didn't look scared in that moment...you'd be wrong, I was terrified, there was a million different things that could go wrong in that moment and I knew that.
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An hour had passed and the sounds of gunfire died down a bit, my labor pains were terrible at this point, I couldn't go on much longer feeling like this. Daniel wanted to call a doctor but he couldn't risk leading the sicarios to our safe house door, unfortunately he had no choice but to give in and call in a contact that was a doctor, 'finally' I thought, at this point I was half naked laying under bed sheets trying not scream in pain. One of the hardest things I had to do in my life.
Shortly after, the doctor arrived, I sighed in relief as I was checked out, most women were in labor for hours, sometimes even days...not me, due to abnormalities in my body I was dilating quicker than I thought, I was due to have that baby any minute, it felt like torture from the inside, out. It was just a waiting game at this point.
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Surprisingly I lasted another two hours I was just about ready when someone came through the safe house door "this couldn't possibly get any worse" I said out loud as Daniel shot the guy "Listen, I'm gonna go make sure the cost clear, don't move" he said, I was in so much pain at that moment I yelled out as he left "where would I possibly be going!".
It was just the doctor when the sound of pinche gunfire was heard again, that's when that baby decided it wanted out of me. I pushed, and pushed until the small sounds of an infant could be heard. There born under the sound of gunfire was my daughter Hermosa. Daniel and I had a name prepared from the start, just in case something happened to him and he wasn't able to be there when the baby arrived.
Within a few minutes Daniel rushed back into the room to find me holding our daughter in my arms. "There she is, Hermosa North", I gave Daniel a look of death in that moment "that's not what we agreed upon when we were deciding on the name, we agreed to keep it Mendoza" I explained, he sighed "you're so pig headed, we said she should have my last name" he responded, "no we agreed to keep it Mendoza because we're not married!" I snapped back in a low tone. "I didn't plan on marrying you anyway!" He was angry "I knew I should have listened to my mother" he added. "That's right, always do what mommy says because you can't make your own decisions" I said, that must of bruised his ego because he went quiet.
"Can I hold her at least?" He asked breaking the silence, I handed Hermosa carefully to him. He smiled while looking at her "see, look at you already causing trouble" he joked, I made smile.
We stayed in the safe house for the rest of the night, it was peaceful as I was resting and Daniel was keeping a close eye on Hermosa.
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The Other Mendoza
FanfictionJulia Mendoza had been separated from her sister at the young age of nine, she was taken from Sinaloa into Texas when she was fourteen. from that point on she fell into the grasp of Camila Vargas. years later, after getting out of a dangerous relat...
