CRIMINAL

Fresh outside air

The front door swings open and Diego walks in first. After him Diablo walks in. I haven't seen him for a while....a long while. He's tall. Got more tattoos than the last time I saw him. He walks past and gives me a soft smile. He is so tall. And yet he smells. Does prison have no deodorant?

The boys sit down at the table. Diablo takes the baked good and bites into it. He softly groans.

"Ffuuckk... I missed warm good quality food. Who made this?" Diablo closes his eyes as he takes another bite.

"Camila. She works in a bakery"

"Well that is just amazing. Thanks...Camila"

Diablo said my name with a soft tone. God. How can I look at his the same way as before. I just give him a smile and head into my room. I don't close my door full way. Did I do it to snoop around? Of course!

"So... You mentioned a job?" Diablo says while eating.

"Mhm. I work for Emiliano. Remember him? I work as a... Mechanic." Diego says making a lot of short breaks in between words.

"Mechanic....or.... mechanic?"

"Both"

What did Diablo mean? And what is my brother doing besides being a mechanic and fixing cars?

"Fuck it. I'm in."

"You sure? Shouldn't you hold back? You are back from prison like what few hours and you wanna dive in head first. Man you full of shit!"

"Brother. You haven't changed a bit. I got more connections now. More people to cover my back. People who will lie for me. And people who will risk getting in jail so I could walk free"

Both Diego and Diablo chuckle. They finish eating. Diego comes into my room.

"Listen. I gotta head out. Show Diablo the place and where things are alright? Love you"

I nod and get up & leave my room. Diego heads out and now it's only me and Diablo left at the apartment.

"So. The apartment is not big so you will get the hang of things quickly. There is the bathroom. That door is my room and there is Diego's room. Diego has a simple policy. Door open- come in. Door closed - first knock. Learnt that the hard way. Once I walked in without knocking and found a girl naked on his bed. Scary!" I giggle softly as I look into Diablo's eyes and notice his cold look.

"Now we will get you a seperate basket. Because we both have seperate laundry baskets and we do our own laundry. I'm not a maid. But I will cook when I can. Which is usually dinner. Hmm I don't know what else to tell you. You don't know something. Figure it out. Apartment is small you know."

"Why you two live together? Ain't it awkward?" Diablo asks as he gets up from the table. He walks up closer to me. Dam. He is taller when he is closer.

"It was at first. But we got used to. And didn't he tell you? Our parents got divorced after I finished highschool. It was a pretty messy divorce. And when I got into university they both I guess felt like their kids didn't need them anymore?  So they just left. Dad is in Germany now. Mom is like in India now. So Diego couldn't afford to pay for this place and my dorm room. So I moved in." I give him a soft smile.

He smiles back. He walks up closer. I can smell him. And he can smell me. He touches my hair. All of his movements and breaths are slow. I'm scared. I'm thrilled. What should I expect?

"I-I should go get ready... I have work" I mumble softly to him.

"At 3 pm?" He raises an eyebrow.

"I have to go help my cowoker decorate pastries for a big party" I keep on having an eye contact. Wanting for this moment to last another thousand years.

But this moment got disturbed by my phone going off. Mila. The first thought came to my mind.

I walk away and answer my phone.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?! It's already 3:05 and I have 50 cupcakes and two cakes to decorate. Not talking about the cookies in the oven. Get your ass down here now!"

"Okay okay calm down!" I hung up and go get ready.

I leave my room wearing these cute overalls and an oversized shirt. I'm pretty sure I look like a hippie but hey at least I'm comfortable.

"See you later.... alligator"

Omg Camila that was cringe! Don't even say that again. Luckily he just chuckled and smiled. I rushed through the door out and ran. Not walked. BUT RAN. To the bakery to help out Mila.