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5. Going home

Alina's POV

I had a horrible sleep last night after Armando yelling at me for litteraly nothing. For what? Why was he being upset towards me? I was not the one who shot a bullet through his leg. I just wanted to help him, was that wrong of me? I shouldn't overthink it, he's just a rude guy with angerissues and does not know how to control it towards people who did nothing to upset him.

When I was done in the shower I walked downstairs hoping that Armando wouldn't be there. When I didn't saw his shoes in the hallway, I was relieved. Now I didn't have to get into a confrontation with him. I got made myself some breakfast and cleaned the kitchen when I was done. I moved to the living room with some of the work Rita gave me. I noticed some blood stains on the couch and carpet. "Should i cleaned it" I thought by myself. Well I was not planing on being nice but I also didn't like the smell of the blood so i cleaned the couch and carpet.

Before I started with some work, I called Rita to vent about yesterday. "Lina hi, how is everything going?" She asked me. "Rita I wanna come back to Miami." She noticed that I was upset. "Lina what happend? Are you okay?" She asked in a serious tone."He did some horrible shit yesterday Rita. Not to me, but to other people I guess. He came back with a gunshot in his leg. I tried to help him but instead of letting me help, he got angry at me for no reason and yelled in my face as if I did something to him." I told her. "Did Armando touched you?" "No no he didn't hurt me or anything. I just think its better for me to come home." "Alright Lina, get on a plane, I'll let Mike know so that he can pick you up from the airport, I'm a little busy tonight but I'll be home when you get there okay?" "Thanks Rita I'll text you the details of my flight." I took a deep breath. "Don't let Mike know please. That's up to Armando, not to me or you." "Lina, he's still on probation. If he has committed a criminal offense, I need to report it." "I know, but give him the change please to tell it to his father himself." "Alright but if I don't hear Mike about it in a week, I'm telling him and I will be reporting it." After that we said our goodbyes and I started packing my bags to head back to Miami.

When I got downstairs with all my luggage I heard the front door open. I kinda hoped that I could get out of here without seeing him, but it wasn't my lucky day I guess, cause Armando walked into the house. He looked at me with a suprised face. "Your running away?" He scoffed. "What? No I'm heading back to Miami." "Hmm are you scared that I'm finding out about your little secret. Is that why you're going back?" He took a few steps closer to me. "Armando I really do not want to be in a confrontation with you right now. If you don't mind, my uber is outside." I said while walking towards the door, passing him by. Out of nowhere he grabbed my arm pulling me back. "What was your reason for coming here Alina?" He hold me in a tight grip. "Let go of me Armando." I said as I tried to escape from his grip, with a little bit of fear in my voice. "You work for him don't you. You're fooling me. Fooling Mike and even your guardian. You came here to make a murder for him didn't you?" "Please Armando you're hurting me." I felt his hands get tighter on my arms. "ANSWER ME. YOUR HIS DAUGHTER. ARE YOU WORKING FOR HIM?. FOR GOMEZ?" He yelled at me. I looked at him shocked. How did he know I was his daugter. "You don't get it, now let me go." He loosened his grip so I got out of it. "Answer my question Alina." He said as I was already walking away from him. I turned to look at him with tears in my eyes from anger. "You shut your mouth. You have literally no right of speaking to me anymore." I almost cried out. "You're hurting me, yelling at me and making conclusions already without even really knowing me or asking for the truth. You should be ashamed of how your treating me right now. That's low, even for you." I said with tears running down my face and turning back to the car. "Alina.." "NO." I cut him off. "Just don't."

And thats how I left him, standing there in the doorway. Regretting what he did.

A half hour later I arrived at the airport. I got my luggage and went to the gate. I texted Rita that I was on my way back to Miami. "Time for some rest." I thought by myself.

*note*
I do not know how to feel about this chapter, but it fits good in the storyline I'm planning to write.

It's kind off a slow burn, not to slow and a little bit enemies to lovers or something like that hihi.