Dear No One

And It's Over

        Papi has the butler do hourly checks on me but he doesn't call me directly. It's breaking my heart not speaking to him. I've been moping around since he left. I really fucking HATE mami. She has made my life a living hell since I was old enough to remember. Just as I was about to lay down I got a call. It read Papi, and I answered it as fast as I could. I tried to speak to him but there was no response. There were people speaking in the background. One of the voices was papi's so I didn't hang up.

conversation:

Papi: Listen I need the 100,000 dime bags of the weed to take back to Colombia with me.

Stranger: You got my money ficha

Papi: Worry about whats gonna happen to you if you keep talking that caca

Stranger: Look ficha you give me 150k and you get 100k in weed got it

Papi : Fuck you canturrear , I got better connects

Stranger : Hold the fuck up ficha what do you think this is , you try to leave I blow your Fucking brains out.

Papi : I'm gone

PAPI NO DONT LEAVE PAPI DON'T LEAVE PAPI WHAT THE FUCK ANSWER ME!! I SCREAMED INTO THE PHONE

Stranger: I'm gonna count to Fucking Three !

1.............2...........

PAPI !!

Stranger: 3

The phone lost its connection.

PAPI I screamed into the phone with no response. I called Mami in a panic. She answered as I was about to hang up.

Me: Mami I think something happened to papi please make sure he's okay I think he's hurt please !

Mami: Call him your goddamn self !

click

I Fucking HATE mami that BITCH !! I tried to call papi but my hands were shaking so bad it took about 20 minutes. When I finally got the number dialed it rang and he didn't answer. I called back 8 times with no answer. By this point I was screaming and crying hysterically. As I was about to call again my phone rang, It was papi I answered.

Papi: What's wrong hija mia?

Me: Papi are you ok ?

Papi:  I'm fine I have to go.

Me: Papi wai.....

click

I cried happy and sad tears. I was happy Papi was ok, but sad because he still doesn't want to speak to me. I just went to bed.

      It was 3 in the morning when the butler came into my bedroom. "Ms.Castilian I need you to wake please." I sat up and said " What its 3 in the damn morning what's this important?!" "Your father is dead." He had a look on his face that I knew meant he was telling the truth. I sat there and watched him leave the room. I sat there and cried . I couldn't help but wonder what happened to him. I couldn't help but wonder if the stranger on the phone got to him. I couldn't help but wonder if he spoke to mami. I can't most of all help but feel as if he hates me. I didn't get to explain myself. It's Susana's fault that papi left me on bad terms. From this day forward, I'm not helpless little daddy's girl Alexiana

I Am Alexiana Genoviya Castilian daughter of Christian Alejandro Castilian and the first person on my list is

Susana Martinez.