Chapter 28

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Third Person POV:

Things didn't get much better as the week passed. But, hey, at least it didn't get worse! Right? Well, it didn't get worse, but, honestly, between getting used to being around people and getting used to being treated right, the last thing Bruno needed was his daughter mad at him, giving him the silent treatment. Bruno was already a nervous, quiet, gentle sort of man. But he became a little quieter over time. His family clearly saw something was bothering him, but he never said what. He didn't want anyone to be mad at Kristi. He loved her and always would. Even if she didn't love him.

Bruno wished he could go back in time and change things the night of the gift ceremony. Or change his mother's holding on too tight to the miracle. Or, his father's death. Even his best friends' death. If some of these things changed, he'd still have Kristi. If his friends didn't die, he'd have Kristi and his best friends. Yes, she wouldn't be his daughter, but at least he'd still have her.

Delores' POV:

I watched as my Tio Bruno stood a good distance away from Kristi, watching her with a small, sad smile. Kristi was sitting on the steps, laughing and talking with Andres. I sighed, shaking my head. I can't put it off anymore. I don't want to know how this is gonna end if I don't do something. Because I know it'll end badly.

"Tio?" I asked as I approached him.

He looked at me and gave a small smile. I hadn't seen a real smile on his face in a long time. "Hello, Delores. Is there something you wanted?"

"Well, si. I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Yes?" he looked at me curiously.

"I wanted to talk about...Kristi..." I looked down before looking up. My tio tensed a little and he looked pretty sad. "I heard that fight. I know what happened between you both. Tio, you can't keep this up. Watching over her from afar. You both need to straighten things out."

"I've tried...She won't listen. And I've given up...It's obvious she doesn't want me as a father anymore..." he said quietly, looking down sadly.

"Don't give up hope yet, Tio Bruno. I haven't. And I won't until I've done everything within my power to bring you two back together. I won't stop trying until I've done everything humanly possible."

"Thanks...." he said quietly. I know he didn't expect anything I do to work. And frankly, it won't be easy.

I gave a sad frown before hugging him. "It'll be alright...Don't worry...Don't give up hope...You never did back behind the walls. And all you had was a picture!"

"I didn't have Kristi ignoring my existence either." he remarked.

I sighed. "All I'm saying is, try to have hope like you did back behind the walls. You'll one day have your little girl back. You'll hold her again one day. I know it."

"How can you possibly know that?"

"Because like I said, I'm not going to stop trying till I've done everything I possibly can to fix this. It may not be my place, but I'm afraid of what will happen if this continues to play out. If Kristi doesn't do anything." I told him firmly but gently.

At that moment, I heard my name called. "Delores! I'm on my way to Casita for our date!" It was Mariano. He and I have seen each other a lot recently. Yes, we're taking things slow, but that doesn't mean we can't hangout together, right?

Anyways, I looked up at Tio Bruno. "I've got to go. Mariano's on his way."

(A/N) -Meanwhile, Abuela Alma's line from We Don't Talk About Bruno is playing.
'Aye, Mariano's on his way.' LOL-

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