Jorge & Martina [The American Dream]

Princess Slumber

Sorry for the shortest chapter, I just didn't have any inspiration for this. Hope you enjoy it anyway! XOXO SempreTinista_

I swallow as Jorge's arm is wrapped tightly around my waist and Kayla eyes us with a stone cold face. "You are just...unbelievably annoying, Martina", she says, mouthing every syllable, "Always interrupting, always ruining...but if you want to see when I act out my rage on our pretty little prize here then sure. I'm open for an audience."

"Don't do this, Kayla, please", I plead as she laughs, "I mean it", I continue, "It will just be more to regret."

"In case you haven't noticed; I don't do happy endings for you."

"Please", I say with all the hope I've got. "We'll forgive you, if you just let us be."

She looks at us with her lips in a thin line, crossing her arms. During a few seconds of silence I think that we will be okay, that we could leave her like this but clearly I don't know my own sister. Her knuckles squeeze themselves around the vase and within a nanosecond I feel a sharp pain next to my collarbone. My lips just fall apart as I hear Jorge scream Kayla's name and I almost want to faint of the blood that sippers down my chest. "As you wish, sister."

I get a sudden flashback from when she pierced the glass in my palm last year that day when Jorge proposed to her. My eyes widen as she pulls the turquoise porslin out of my skin and fires a vicious smile at me. Suddenly I hear police sirens in the distance as Jorge tears off a piece of his shirt and holds it against my wound. "Hey, are you feeling dizzy, love?", he asks me and I manage to shake my head. "I'm so sorry I've got you into this mess."

Kayla's face expression is numb as the police arrive and she looks around her desperately. Candelaria and Ruggero hurry from their car to us and look at us with big eyes. "Oh Jorge, are you alright?" Cande asks before she sees me and gasps. "What did she do?"

"Kayla cut her, we need a doctor", Jorge says with a despondent voice. In the distant I hear my sister's voice whining about all this being a misunderstanding as the police escort her to the car. I sigh in deep relief. Finally she wouldn't be a danger to anyone.

"Tini, you need to stay awake, love", Jorge says to me as he walks with me to Ruggero's car.

"Excuse me, sir?"

A tall policeman appears in front of us with a notebook in his hand. "Are you related to miss Rivera?"

"No, she's my...my ex-girlfriend", he says with a slight despise in his voice.

"I see and this is...", he asks and looks at me. "Is she bleeding?"

"She's my wife and yes, she is hurt and I need to take her to the hospital."

"Sure, sure just..." he begins but stops before he looks into the car where Kayla is and back at me. "Hold on, are you...twins?"

I nod and smile half-heartedly. "Apparently we are."

"I'm sorry, officer, but I would appreciate if you could let us go and I'll promise I'll answer to anything you want to ask me just, let me bring my wife to a doctor."

"Right, I'll ask your friends over their about their connection to miss Rivera."

He nods and the officer walks pass us after he waved over a colleague. "Take these two to Mount Rivers Hospital."

"Of course, sir", the young man says and within a few minutes we're on the road again. I lean my head against Jorge's chest and feel the shirt become slightly wet of the blood and I try my best to not give in to the fatigue. "Stay awake, love", Jorge whispers and I sigh slightly. "I promise you will have the slumber worthy of a princess when we get home."

"Mhm...sounds perfect."

The silence cloaks upon us before his voice breaks it. "Tini?"

"Mm?"

"...Are you scared...to be with me?"

I frown but don't manage to look up at him, "What?"

"Given all that's happened, are you afraid that something bad might happen to you because of me?"

I sigh as I nestle myself deeper in his embrace. "Never."

"Never?"

"No. Given everything love, I feel like when I'm with you, we're invincible."

I glance quickly at him who smiles before he places a kiss on my head. "I love you."

"Me too", I say and shortly after we arrive at the hospital. I sigh when he helps me out of the car and thank the policeman for the ride. We walk inside the clinic and within a few minutes I'm helped into a hospital bed while the doctor is looking at my wound. I turn my head to the side and gaze at the paintings and hear the distant sound of him and Jorge talking before my mind can't resist it until we are home.

And I welcome the princess slumber.