Chapter 8

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We pulled into a parking lot to a restaurant called "La Casita"

He stopped the car and looked at me. "what does this place serve?" i said cause I've never been here.

"youll see." he said stepping out of the car.

we got inside and i immediately knew it was a Mexican restaurant. i could smell the spices and meals.

a waitress sat us at a table for two and asked us what wed like to drink. i ordered a pineapple jarrito and he ordered a dr pepper.

we made small talk and just had a conversation about life in general. we talked about everything like music tastes, sports, tv shows, movies, family.

he was a very unique person.

"one big question though," i said. "how did you get into 19th street?"

he gave me a blank sort of look and just stared.

"thats not whats important right now hermosa. im just happy being here with you right now."

i blushed and looked away. the waitress came back and asked what wed like to order. i ordered a plate of chilaquiles and Sapo ordered elotes.

we continued talking about the basic stuff until i got a call. i saw that my brother was calling so i excused myself and went to the bathroom.

i answered and i immediately get hit with "where are you and why is cesar here looking for you?"

shit.

i looked at the time and it was 7:07pm. i had forgot i told cesar to come over.

"listen please hermano you need to cover for me and tell him im not feeling well just this once please."

he was quiet for a second but agreed.

i let out a sigh of relief and hung up the phone. i went back to me and sapos table and sat down.

he saw the worried expression on my face and questioned me. "its nothing really i promise" i lied.

eventually our food came and we waited a bit for it to cool down. i noticed Sapo was really cute while eating, like a little boy.

i ate my food while listening to him talk about his favorite soccer team.

he eventually got quiet and looked like he had something on his mind. "whats wrong?" i said.

"y/n, do you know someone named Cesar Diaz?"

i paused and just stared at him. "why do you ask?" i said. "so you do know him?" he said with a curious face.

i paused and said "yeah he's an old friend." he looked worried. "and thats it?" he said. "mhm." i said taking a bite of my food.

"okay." he said taking a bite of his.

about an hour later we both finished our food and he told me to go wait in the car while he payed the tab. i offered to pay half but he wasn't having it.

i walked out of the restaurant and turned the corner but stopped in shock.

Cesar was standing in front of me.

i stared at him wide eyed. "y/n what are you doing here?" he said in a pissed off tone.

i looked at him dumbfounded. who did he think he was? my expression visibly got angrier by the second as i listened to Cesar ramble on about how i lied to him.

suddenly i felt a hand on my shoulder and i heard sapos voice say "whats going on?"

i started panicking.

Cesars face was shocked. that shock quickly turned to anger. he came up in sapos face and asked what he was doing with me.

i stood there frozen, not knowing what to do. they were arguing back and forth and i started to hyperventilate.

then it just stopped. Cesar quieted down and just walked off.

tears started to form in my eyes. Sapo turned to me and noticed me about to cry.

He pulled me in close and gave me a hug. "im sorry that happened y/n, you shouldn't have seen that."

i calmed down a bit. he was so warm and comforting.

"how about you spend the night at my house?" he said putting his hands around my waist.

i nodded my head in agreement and we headed for the car.

i opened the door and got in.

he drove slowly and i rolled down my window. the radio was playing quietly and the air was cold.

we pulled up to his house with an empty drive way.

when we were parked he turned to look at me and said "you know were home alone tonight hermosa."

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