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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"¿Cómo lo sabes?" (How do you know him?) I asked breaking the short silence in the car "su papá ha trabajado con el nuestro" (his dad has worked with ours) he told me, but it felt like there was more. More he wasn't telling me but I dropped it
"tengo que ir a la escuela contigo mañana" ( I have to go to school with you tomorrow he sighed "imagine" I giggled mocking him "Al menos tendré alguien con quien pasar el rato mañana" (at least I'll have someone to hangout with tomorrow) I said brightly "Al menos tendré alguien con quien pasar el rato mañana" (why isn't Matteo with you?) he questioned his eyebrows furrowing. "He's got himself a girlfriend"I laughed "I'm happy for him but it means I don't have anyone, though at the same time I don't want anyone other than him, everyone els is to much of a challenge. So if you're there it's gonna be so much better" I told him my smile widening.
It felt as if Adrian wanted to say something but was dangerously holding back "¿Qué necesitas decir? Sólo dímelo." (what do you need to say, just tell me) you told him. His eyes opened seeing that you knew he was thinking about what to say. "te iba a preguntar sobre el... uhm" (I was going to ask you about the) he started but went quieter and got a little nervous but most of all his hands started becoming whiter around the steering wheel at the amount of pressure he was forcing, as if he was enraged.
"...the marriage your dad wanted"he finished letting a large sigh out
My body became stiff as if in a daze, my mind barely recognising what was happening yet I'd heard the words he'd spoke. "You heard"is all I said simply not knowing what els could be said "sí"he nodded keeping his eyes focused ahead "I don't want it" I mumbled, a small gasp of a sob made its way out my mouth but I hit my lip in return staring at my lap "I know"he said his voice so much softer than I've heard in a while.
" I told dad he needed try persuaded Carlos out of it but he thought it was for the best and said it wouldn't be a bad thing"Adrian explained. "I don't even know who it is"I felt so venerable.
There it was agin, that look in his eyes looking as if he knew more than he was letting me in on
"You know don't you?"I said almost to myself trying to work it out "sí"he fumbled a guilty and sorry tone barring his voice, "but I don't know which one exactly, there are two brothers"he continued "why the fuck do you know before me, IT'S MY LIFE!"I raged not at him but at the bare fact of this marriage, of my father, of every shitty thing that's been going on at the minute "no puedo decirte más que eso" ( I can't tell you more than that) making it so much worse that is what he said "y por qué no?" ( and why not) I pleaded "Ya te dije lo que no me permitieron!" ( I've already told you what I wasn't allowed to) he sympathise but the volume of his voice got louder.
