Save me

A man in the living room

8 months later

Leila woke up with a groan as her little brother shook her."What the bloodie hell Tyler" she cried and turned around to face the wall slapping her brothers hands of her. 

"There's a man in the living room" he told her jumping into her bed making it creak.

"I dont care go awayyy" leila told him sleepily, how dare he wake her from her afternoon nap. 

"hes talking to mom and mom's crying" he continued ignoring her pleads for peace.

" well, is Wilson there?" she asked still groggy with sleep.

"yeah but I think mom sent him to our room" He answered poking her arm hard

"Well thats her problem" she answered slapping his hands off her " Now go away and live me alone" she wined and put one of her pillows above her head" and touch me again and Ill hit you" she threatened her voice muffled.

"Get up!!!" Tyler persisted jumping up and down in her bed careful not to touch her.

Leila groaned" go away and Ill get up" she felt Tyler stop jumping. 

"but you have to come"

" I will if you get up you obnoxios piece of shit" Leila said taking the pillow of her face.

Tyler stood up and made his way to the door, and just before he want out he gave a low, unrealistic moan by which leila grimaced.

"jesus tyler, get out!" She exclaimed, but tyler just laughed and got out pulling the door close behind him.

Leila pushed the covers of her body and sat on the edge of her table running a hand through her face.  she then looked at her broken watch wich sat on her night table.

5:30p.m berely one hour of sleep. Leila could feel her bad mood coming on but she sighed and stood up walking toward her closet. taking off her pyjamas she pulled on some grey joggers wich she had stolen Wilson and a black oversized shirt that was problay from wilson too. she pulled her hair back into a bun and put her crocs on, then she dragged herself out of her room and into the kitchen taking her water bottle of the counter and chugging it down.

"-you told me that when she was 10 you'd tell her and that you'd let me see her, that was 5 years ago" leila heard a man's voice demand to her mother from the living room.

Leila turned and looked at Wilson and Tyler listening with furrowed ayebrows at the conversation. She quirked an eyebrow and put her water bottle down walking toward them. Wilson signilazed her to be quiet.

"Gerard, we're happy.." Amalia's voice answered and leila could tell she had been crying.

"what happened?"Leila whispered to wilson.

"Mom told us to go to our rooms and not to wake you up. But Tyler didnt listen" he answered with a hushed voice.

"neither did you" Tyler answered him

"what are they talking about?" Leila asked ignoring tyler.

"something about a daughter, Hush!" the older boy answered.

"so thats what you want? to keep your image clean?" the man's voice came again " If you had told me from the begining none of this would have happened"

"Dont you think I have to live with that every single day of my life?" amalia answered " You cant ask to meet her.."

"Amalia she's my DAUGHTER. I've waited long enough"

"she dosent want to see you-"

at this point Leila was wondering what on eart was going on. never in her mind the idea of her mother with another man appeared. I mean she was christian since she was like 16, at least that was what she said.

"I think she can chose by herself"

"..Mom?" Leila asked making her way toward the living room ignoring her brothers. No one had the right to make her mother cry exept them, and even then...

Her mom was sitting on their sofa hand over her mouth eyes red from crying, and a man that she had never seen before was sitting in a resting chair they had in the corner, bent forward resting his arms in his tights looking at her mom intensively. but when she came into the living room he stood up and looked at her with a mix of emotions in his eyes. Leila stared at the dark skinned man as he watched her, he wore a black shirt and skinny jeans and boots and a sort of necklace hung around his neck, and leila saw that the guy spent time in the gym.

"Leila go to your room" Leila teared her eyes from the man and looked at her mother

"But mom?.."

"Leila go to your room right now!" Amalia yelled 

Leila pursed her lips and lifted an eyebrow but she turned around and went to her room, once again ignoring her brothers. she went inside her room and closed her door then she hurredly walked toward her window.

"-She is my DAughter for goodness sake amalia, and no matter what you do she is mine"

"and where were you all along?"

"Ive been here. every year on her birthay I came here to Dominican Republic and on every restaurant you went with your family, I was there" she heard him pause for a moment " I wanted to go and hug her avery single time. I begged you to let me see Leila" Leilas eyes widened and she felt her breath being literally knocked out of her. She was his daughter? momma lied? que mierda?

"you havent raised her" amalia said dumbly.

" God. are you really going to give me that? Ive dreamt to be the one to tuck her in at night, The one to hold her when she had nightmare, I wanted to be the one to tell her stories at night, I wanted to teach her to ride her very first bicycle. but you took that away from me Amalia. Do you have any idea what she means to me?"

Leilas eyes watered, and she pushed herself away from her window and walked out of her room.

"mom is he my dad?" Leila asked softly cutting amelia between sentence.

Amalia turned slowly around and saw that leila had tears in her eyes" please dont lie mom, just.. tell me please" leila begged her.

amalia didnt want to say it, but she had lied enough, wiping her tears away she looked her daughter in the eye.

"He is your father, but-"

"ma, para, porfavor"Leila cut her off again. she walked toward Her father. a man she didnt know, but somehow he felt familiar. he felt the same way Wilson sometimes felt. safe.

"hey little one" he said when she was in front of him.

"Hi. Uhm.. I'm Leila" she extended her hand for him to shake.

"Hi Leila I'm Gerard" he said introducing himself giving her a smile and shaking her hand

Leila grinned and did something she didn't do very often.

She hugged him.

Ok so.. this is all happening in Dominican Republic where I live. And they speak Spanish so that's why I'm putting some Spanish sentences. So to all my fellow latinas 🙋