Ingrid Rodríguez
A 20-year-old girl who knows almost to nothing of the outside world. Her strict parents made her see what they wanted her to see. They wanted her away from the outside world so much that they put her in online school throughout her...
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"I don't want this feelin', I can't afford love I try to find a reason to pull us apart It ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect And I know that you're worth it I can't walk away"
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Tristian's POV
" Darragh is going to kill you. " Kane muttered, leaning against the sofa as I continued looking down at Ingrid, who decided that my lap would be the best spot for her nap. Glancing over to her packed bag in the corner, I shrugged.
" He might. " I responded, and James shook his head.
" This isn't a he may or he may not situation. You beat one of his fighters in the ring when he told you to lose, and you are still with Ingrid, who, let's not forget, was only threatened by him to stay away from you a few days ago. " He explained, and I didn't say anything as I pushed a small piece of hair behind her ear.
" You need some kind of backup plan here. He's not going to let you get away that easily, " he continued, and I sighed.
" My only plan is to protect her, no matter what it takes- "
" That's not a plan. " Kane interjected, and I clenched my jaw as she stirred in my lap. Ignoring him, I listened as he sighed. " The only bright side in this nonexistent plan is that her father is in jail. "
" Well, we don't know for how long. What if Noah is able to pull some strings to get him out on bail? " James argued, and I groaned internally, running my hand down my face.
" If we just speculate, we won't get anywhere. We do need some kind of plan... but for now, I'm just gonna lay low. " I muttered, and they didn't say anything in response. This was all getting out of hand. The more things seemed manageable, the more chance for other issues to spiral out of control.
I would deal with Darragh soon enough, but the focus was on Ingrid and my mother's medical bills for the time being... maybe if I'm feeling generous, I'll give some focus to my father so I can go to his office and break his legs for starting all of my problems in the first place. But for now, I couldn't leave Ingrid. Not when she was still recovering from me practically abandoning her... Something I still think I'll never forgive myself for.
