Valeria meets Armando in prison. They become good friends until one certain event parts them. They both meet again fighting in a mission together, but soon Armando leaves for the Army. Will their bond have a chance or is their love lost?
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I dial the number I still have in my contacts.
"Ah, cariño, have you changed your mind?" he answers the phone, cocky. I hear some gunshots and pause in my movements.
"Whats happening? Do you need help?" I ask and hear another gunshot, as well as Armando breathing heavily.
"Worrying about me as always, do you? I'm fine, actually just picking up some people of the cartel I met in the city. Did I not tell you how serious the mission is?" he says and, as I can hear, knocks out a guy with his fists.
"I'm in. Send me the details as soon as possible." I say, trying not to sound so desperate.
"They're already in your house on the table, don't worry, I've got you covered."
I smile as I find the file on my kitchen table. "I have to hang up. Serious gangster fighting here." Armando says, more jokingly.
"Aight, don't die 34." I say and smile. "I won't, 35." I hang up and open the file to read what all of this is even about.
A drug cartel has been terrorizing the american police and Armando's father?
I read the words again. The mission is in cooperation with Mike, his actual dad.
He told me about him in prison but I didn't know they have been in contact.
I sigh and make myself some coffee. Its only tuesday so I have more than enough time to think about everything. I look for my father, which is peacefully sleeping on the couch.
I go for a run and come back a few hours later.
As I open the door, I smell a familiar scent.
"Cariño." he says and I look to the sofa. I stop breathing for a second. "What the actual fuck." I say and close the door. I run up to him to see him wounded everywhere, a knife stab in his lower belly.
"Sorry I came here. You were close." Armando says and coughs loudly. I grab the first aid kit and look at his wounds.
"What happened with these gangster dudes?" I ask and grab his shirt to reveal the stab.
"I-" he hisses. I lay down a compression cloth on the wound and press. "There were too many. I wasn't able to get them all alone so they've beaten me up." he smirks.
"I like the view." he says and I press down the wound deeply. I stay on my knees infront of him and try to focus on important things.
