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Chapter 11: Arguing

Dylan laughed. He didn't believe me. I just stared at him, with totally seriousness. His laughter died and he looked at me like I was crazy. I mean..

"You're kidding, right?"

"I wish I was. But its true." As I gave him a small smile, he pulled me into his arms.

"Well...when was the last time he hit you?" He asked.

"Last week. He threw me against the wall and slapped me. My mom was watching and crying. When we were alone one day I asked her if she loves him. I knew she was going to say yes, but I wondered if she loved me more. I was wrong. Enrique hits me and my mom. My bruises have faded, but he's coming in like two days or so, I forgot." He listened without interrupting. I missed him so much. I cried when he left.

"Enough about me I want to hear about your adventure in Colorado." I said pulling away. I smiled and he smiled back. He said he went to Denver then moved to Springs. He tried out for the soccer team and got in as captain. He moved back cause his mom got a new job, and since he was underage he had to go with her.

We were talking for so long, the security had to kick us out. Oh well. We exchanged numbers and he drove me home. We continued chatting but our conversation died down when he stopped in front of my house. My dads car was there. My BIRTH dad. What was he doing here.

Enrique and him were on the front yard yelling at each other. Why the heck aren't the neighbors telling us to stop. Oh right. We don't HAVE neighbors.

"Hold on" I told Dylan. He stayed in the car hesitantly.

I got out and yelled "What is going on here?!" My mom wasn't here to stop this. She was working.

My birth dad, John, looked at me and smiled. "Mija, I came here to see you but this idiot wont let me through the front door." I missed him but HE was the idiot for leaving mom and leaving me with this idiot.

"IDIOT" Enrique yelled. "WHO YOU CALLING AN IDIOT?!! IM HER STEPFATHER"

John looked back at him and rolled his eyes. Omg if that was me, I wouldn't walk for a day. HE turned his undivided attention back to me. He started to walk toward me, but I guess Dylan had enough and got out. He ran in front of me as a wall to protect me. I was up to his cheek so it wasn't that hard to see.

He just gave him an intimidating look enough for him to stop.

"And who is this" both Enrique and John said. Oh right introducing time. Although it wasn't the best time. God, we are crazy.

"John, you remember Dylan right. Son of Maria but he moved to Colorado" They shook hands but looked at each other as if they were going to strangle each other. Same with Enrique.

Dylan was always very protective of me. I liked that. Hehehe.

I walked to the side and stood in front of Dylan.

"what are you doing?" He hissed.

"its okay. You can leave." I turned around and he looked hurt.

"Are you sure?" I just nodded.

"Okay. Well call me if you need help. See you at school tomorrow." He backed away, got in his car and drove away.

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Enrique and John were yelling at each other again. They forgot about me so I went to my room. I was reading, shocking, when my phone dinged.

James A texted. Omg I don't have time for his crap

James A: I saw you talking and hugging to this guy with dark hair and a blue shirt. Who was he?

OOOOO was he jealous. Hahaha. I was bored so I decided to play with him. I tossed my book to the side and texted him back

Jenny Porter: why do you want to know...?

James A: I just do...

Jenny Porter: Okay then. He's a friend that used to live here and we know each other like A LOT. We basically knew each other when we were in diapers. He's cute.

James A: whatever. gtg

Damn. He was mad. I laughed like a maniac.

It was 11 when I finally decided to go to sleep.

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