Over & Over Again (A Richard Camacho Fanfic)

Over & Over Again (Richard Camacho Fanfic)

Chapter 3

I got in the car smiling, still thinking about what just happened in the hallway with Richard.

"¿Como estas, mami?" I asked happily looking towards my mother's way.

She didn't say a word and just looked ahead ,gaining a firm grip around the steering wheel.

I knew something was wrong.

"¿Que pasa ,mama? What's wrong? " I asked confused.

"Its almost 5:30, Nicole! Te dije que estes aqui alas cinco!" she slightly yelled, still not looking me.

"I know. I'm sorry, I lost track of time. " I replied.

She didn't say anything & began driving faster than usual.

I began to get worried.

***

We pulled up the driveway about 10 minutes later.

"Nicki, hurry upstairs and get everything." she began saying, finally looking at me.

Her eyes were puffy & red , so I knew she had been crying.

"Everything? Mom, what's going on? Estuviste llorando. I can tell from your eyes. Que tienes? "

I looked at her and didn't get any response. She turned again and avoided eye contact.

"¿Mami, que pasa? Tell me, please!" I got louder & worried.

"Stop asking questions and hurry up, Nicole! Everything is packed, Just go! " she yelled and began to cry.

Seeing her cry broke my heart, so I didn't question her anymore and took the keys from her bag.

I walked to the door and I was surprised that it was already opened.

I walked through the door & saw the worst.

The house I'd grown up in was completely destroyed.

All the pictures that were hung on the walls were now shattered all on the floor & everything was ruined.

The couches had been torn up & all the vases were shattered.

Glass was everywhere.

Even the television had been flung across the room.

It no longer looked like the happy home it once was.

It reminded me of the last day I had seen him.

I stood in silence, tears building from my eyes.

I knew what was wrong.

I ran upstair as fast as I could and and gathered everything my mom had packed.

"Why is he out so soon? The judge said 20 years. Its only been 3 years. " I said to myself , tears now running down my cheeks.

The day my mother and I had feared was here.

I was scared for my mother's safety.

I came back to reality and hurried to gather the 3 suitcases that were in my room.

I took the suitcases and ran back downstairs & out the door.

I walked to the car,opened the back door, put the things in and quickly got in.