Alena Santiago is the eldest child of Mexican mafia boss Carlos Santiago
When her mother and father tell her and the family they will move to America for a business opportunity Alena doesn't want to leave behind her life,language,friends and family...
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"We should go get the pizza now"he told me a grin "I'm ready when you are" I laughed getting up ready to leave "I'm glad you decided to come"he said with a small and low laugh
~~~ "What do you normally take?"he asked me staring at the large board filled with different toppings "umm..just pepperoni please"I said already feeling the small grumbling of my stomach. I hadn't eaten all day this would be the first proper thing I've eaten in 3 days
Once we'd gotten the food we walked to a secluded part of the park that had cute gates leading up the the entrance. When we got in I was met with a blanket and small lights, brightening up the place, illuminating the tiny daisies spread out completely covering the grass. "I hope you like it"he scratched the back of his neck with a hopeful smile I nodded, laughing quietly at his awkwardness
~~~ "What was Mexico like?" "W..what how did yo.." I uttered out confused "your brother said on your first day"he told me with a sly grin "oh"I awkwardly replied leaving a build up of silence "it's my home where I grew up, I mean it was kinda a shit hole sometimes. But my shit hole, you know"I told him, finally opening up a bit more "your sister said your half Spanish,do you go there often?"I asked inquisitively "we normally go when schools out"he said with a smile so obviously thinking about his other home.
"What part of Spain?"I questioned looking up at the sky "my dad lived in pretty much the centre of Madrid when he was young but a lot of his family was from Cadaqués, it's a small town about an 8 hour drive away from the centre where he lived." He told me fascinating me about how his family then ended up in Houston "why did you move to Houston then?"I said now looking at him
"So when my dad came to the states he was 16, they moved to LA and had to change their whole life practically,he met my mom at school and a few years later they had me then Fernando, Izzy and camila. We moved to Huston a year and a half ago because my parents wanted us to have more space and experience outside of the city and because of some family stuff we had going on"he explained "what about you, what part of Mexico are you from?" He asked making me feel a bit self conscious, he told me about the rich places he's come from and I'm supposed to tell him a shitty,unsafe,mafia run state
"colima"I muttered causing his eyes to enlarge slightly, this is exactly why I didn't want to tell him
He didn't even know what to say "I didn't mean to make things awkward"I said bringing my knees up to my chest "no it's not, I'm just a bit surprised I guess"he explained letting his face relax.
After a minute he broke the silence "Lo siento"he uttered looking at me,my head lifted at the language he spoke,a smirk appeared on my face as I laughed lightly "what"his tone defensive sarcastically "nothing"I giggled returning to a more serious conversation "how old were your parents when they had you if they were 16?"I asked,intrigued "Well my mum had just had her 15th birthday when my dad came, so they were in different grades but not long after dad staying he became the most popular guy in school. he was bad while my mum was the quietest most shy sperson he'd ever met, they met at a party she was brought to by her friends and she was crazy drunk, so when she banged into him he said he suddenly just felt super protective over her and he deliberately started finding her in school and out places so he could hangout with her and after a while my dad found out she had a crush on him, but he had fallen head over heals for her like when they were together nothing or no one els mattered more. She changed him for the better,before he got worse and was nearly unfixable not long after they had us, my mum was 16 and my dad was 17"he explained. I watched with dreamy eyes listening about his parents and their story "wow they were young then" I said with a small smirky smile "yeah" he laughed.
"You should come to my party on Friday night"he told me taking another pizza slice "where is it?"I asked, "my house,6 after school. Once we're finished I'll show you where to go if you want"I accepted with a nod.
"Do you not want any?"he asked referring to the pizza "I'm not that hungry"I told him hoping the subject would miraculously change "but you only had 1 slice?"he said his eyebrows furrowed "I'm just not a big eater" I told him once more my time getting much more defensive. He looked me up and down nearly shocked but not in a rude or disrespectful,disgusting way other people have but merrily just in disbelief and sympathy . I'm thin I know that slightly scrawny even, you can see some of my ribs my chest isn't big, I don't look like I don't eat, I feel double the size of other girls I see.
I was deprived from the amount of food I needed and still am because of them, the ones I should feel most loved and supported by, my parents. But because of my mother I will never feel thin enough I mean to her there isn't a thin enough. Not for me anyway, she'll never see me as pretty or good enough and it feels like shit
"I should go" I said grabbing whatever i brought with me and started walking away "hey no wait!"he shouted for me making me stop in my tracks "I'm sorry I didn't mean to come off judgmental, it's not what I meant"he explained getting frustrated with himself then being cut off by me "Alejandro it's fine, let's just go and you can show me where I'm meant to go Friday night"I told him not having the energy to say anything els
~~~ "We can take the car or it's not a far walk from here"he said putting the things from the picnic in the trunk "we can walk"I blurted out dropping to one knee to tie my laces. I felt his stare
What the hell is he looking at I looked to what he was eyeing, it was my shoes my filthy, ripped completely and utterly done shoes.
Hey everyone sorry for the short update and long awaited part but the next chapter will be Alejandro's pov and is in the making already thank you so much for the reads comments and votes love you all xx
