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9. Weeks later

Alina's POV

I recoverd from the incident that happened a few weeks ago. Mostly psychacly. Mike his wife Christine helped me with recovery. She's a nurse so she knew what she was doing. Rita made sure I had everything I needed in the appartement. Everyone took such good care of me, I was so grateful with these people around me. The only person that I didn't saw in those weeks was Armando. Not that I expected him to come visit, but it would have been nice if he had. Mike told me that Armando was staying at his house and that they working on some bonding together. He told me that everything goes well with Armando being at his house. Armando has gotten a great relationship with Christine, he talks a lot with her about Mike, but the father-son relationship wasn't there yet. I do believe that Armando wants nothing more than having that father-son love with his dad, but I think they both don't know how to anticipate in that.

As I was eating my breakfast I heard someone knock on the door. "Who's there?" I asked while walking towards the door. "It's me." My heart skipped a beat. Why? I don't know. But I kinda hoped that he would come visit me someday. "Hi Armando." I said as I opened the door for him. "Come in." "You're alone?" He asked. "Yeah, Rita is at the sation." I said to him. "Thank you for the little teddy bear by the way. It is cute." "Yeah I thought you're that kind of girl that sleeps with teddy's, thats why I got you one." I giggled. "Well I'm kind of ashamed of that, but thank you." "I'm here to apologize to you. About LA. I shouldn't have hurted you, even when I didn't know your whole story." Armando said to me. I looked at him and gave him a little smile. "Your right, you shouldn't have. But I get why you did it. Just don't do it again or I will let your dad put you back in jail." I said with a wink. I was serious tho, but also played him a little bit.

Armando stayed for a few hours. He was asking a lot about my father. He said he wanted to take him down with or without Mike and the others. "I want you to teach me how to fight." I told him. "What?" "I want you to learn me how to fight. I want to defend myself if I need to." He shook his head. "I don't think you only need to learn how to fight. I think you need to learn how to handle a gunfight." He said. "You want to protect yourself right? You need to learn both." I nodded. "Do you want to help me with that. With both of them?" Armando stood up and walked towards me. "Yeah alright. Can you come to Mike's place at 8 p.m. tonight? Than I'll show you how to use guns and how to fight, deal?" He said to me while putting out his hand for me to shake it. I shook his hand. It brought me back to the first time we met. When I noticed how big his hands were. They were still that big and still had that strong grip. Damn those hands... I caught myself daydreaming about his damn hands again, and slipped back to reality. "Yes thats a deal." I said back. "Alright, I will see you at 8." He said while walking out of the house.

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I was on my way to Mike's house to see Armando. When I got there, he was standing outside waiting for me. "You're here, come on put this helmet on and jump on the motorcycle. We're going to a place where we can train without being bothered." He told me. I did as he said, put on the helmet and got on his motorcycle. "You can hold on to me if you want to." He said to me. It kind of made me blush, thank god for the helmets, so he couldn't see my face right now. I placed my arms around his body when he started to drive. I couldn't help but notice how well trained he was. I felt his abs through his t-shirt and kind of let my hands go over it as I was holding on to him.
Armando stopped driving when we reached an abandoned shooting field. "You could have brought me to a bit more saver looking place you know." I said as I got off his bike. "I'm gonna teach you to fight and how you need to use a gun. We don't want you to accidentally shoot someone right? No one comes here, so were good." He told me while setting up some things.

"Alright get the gun and direct it at that tree right there." Armando pointed at a tree with a big sign on it. "The gun is loaded, so be careful. If you think you can take the shot, take it." He said while watching me. I pulled the trigger and I instantly got pushed back by the amount of power that shot had. "Damn couldn't you have told me how heavy that was?" He chuckled and walked over to me. "Here let me show you how to keep yourself standing." He said while he was showing how to stand and how to hold the gun when you fire it. "Easy for you to say mister big boy." I said and he gave me a little smile. "Come here, were gonna do it together." He said as he was standing behind me holding my arms to keep steady. His touch made me go a little crazy, but girl I need to stop. "And now you shoot, but remember, hold your feet steady on the ground alright." I shot the gun, and this time I only moved a little bit. "I DID IT!" I yelled out of happiness while turning around facing him. "Yeah, see it's all about psychics." He said with a proud look on his face. "But you also need to learn how to use the big guys over there." Armando showed me the other guns he brought with him that were almost bigger than half of my body. "Can we do that an another time? I already used half of my energy on this gun, I can't try those right now." I said while collapsing on the floor a little out of breath.

Armando sat down next to me. "You okay lina?" I nodded. "Since when are you calling me Lina? You always say my full name." I said with a little laugh. "Yeah but everyone calls you that, so why should I'll not?" I looked at him. "I like that you're always calling me by my full name. No one else does that. Only you." "Should I keep calling you Alina then, if that makes you happy?" He said looking at me with a playful look. There was a little tension between us. Can't explain how it felt. But that look in his eyes. It said something. "If you want to keep me happy, yes please." I blushed a little bit. We sat there for a few minutes in silence, a good silence, before Armando brought me back home.

*note*

Guys I've already seen BB Ride or Die for 4 times now and I just can't stop thinking at him. WHY IS THAT MAN SO HANDSOME??? UUGGGHH. The jail scene was just pure chefs kisss, it was amazinggg!!

I want a Armando Aretas in my life