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Let The Past Stay In The Past

             Santos's POV        
     I wake to a hand trail down my arm slowly. Illi's front is pressed against my back. Usually I would just turn around, but I'm enjoying her touching me with her not knowing that I'm conscious of it.
    She kisses my shoulder blade, getting closer to me. The room is freezing. I decide to now turn around and act as if I've just woken up.
     She gives me a lazy smile. She has zero makeup from removing the little amount  he had on last night and her hair is in a very messy bun, but she's still so beautiful to me.
    "Did I wake you?" She asks, lacing out fingers together. I shrug. She's still not completely comfortable with me, and I can't wait til she is. I can't wait until we can stop hiding this dann relationship from her family.
    "You have anything to do today?" I ask. She nods. I groan, pulling me on me. She chuckles softly. "Can't we just stay here all day in bed sleeping, watch TV and old movies, make out?"
   She runs her fingers through my messy bed head hair. "I wish, but its kind of important," she tells me. I rest my forehead against hers, staring into her eyes. Her index finger traces the faith tattoo on my chest. "What's that one for?" She asks.
   "To remind me that I have to have faith in order for things to get better," I say. She grins, sitting up. I hold onto her arm. "Don't go, Mami."
    "Speaking Spanish now are we? Don't get me started," she says, kissing my cheek. She grabs her bag and goes to the bathroom.
   

  (shorts aren't that short ^^)
      She come back out a few minutes later ready for the day, hands shaking at her sides. I go in the bathroom after her. After I've done what I needed to do, I come back out and wrap my arms around her.
    "What do you have to do?" I ask. Though the mirror I can see her pale and look down like she's ashamed. "You can tell me," I tell her.
    "You have to promise not to yell my brother," she says. I hold up my pinky finger. "I'm going to see my dad. Birth dad. He reached out to me and then my parents. Their okay with me seeing him," she says.
    My jaw clenches. "He never did anything to do did he?" I ask, my hand turning into a fist. She shakes her head. "Can you use a body guard?"
    "Yeah," she answers, taking my hand and tugging me down to kiss her. My fingertips brush against her thighs as I rest my hands on her ass.
    "I love you," I tell her even though I know she won't say it back.
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       The next town over is bigger than the one we go to school in and she lives in, and a little smaller than the one I live in. Its pull of people here. I look down at Illi as she gets out of the truck. She takes my hand and squeezes mine.
    "You sure you want to do this?" I ask her. She doesn't look up at me as she nods. We walk across the street and to the park. We wait in front of a bench until a Hispanic, middle aged man walks up to us. He's good looking for whatever older age he is.
    Her hand is shaking in mine as she looks up at the man before us. He gives her a small smile. "Cata," he says. Does he not remember her name? She sighs.
    "Dad," she says awkwardly. Now I'm confused about her name. I follow behind them as they walk over to a lunch table. He looks up at me with narrowed eyes.
    "Who's this?" He asks her.
    "This is my boyfriend, Santos," she says. Internally I'm smirking like a egocentric maniac for her being mine. He offers me his hand but I don't shake it. "Can we please get this over with? This town makes me nervous," she says. He looks away from me. 
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      "The main reason I wanted to get together though was to ask you something," he says. She looks at him expectantly, waiting for him to finish. He's been stalling the whole time, making this all uncomfortable. "Would you like to move back with me?"
      The last thing I can remember clearly was loud gunshots going off before I drop to my knees beside Illi's bleeding body.

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