Too Bad to Love

Pain

All of a sudden everyone was staring at me, I was as still as I could be. I was now terrified for my life, the only time I was ever shot was when I was 15. I was a horrible child doing wrong. I was supposed to make a deal with a girl who was in the Dolls Gang, turns out she didn't have money and when I tried to take the package back she shot me in the shoulder and bolted. This was different though, there was no pain.

"What is going on?" I heard my dad's voice behind me, I quickly turned around seeing my dad with his hand up holding a pistol. Above him was a wall with a whole where the bullet has gone. I cant believe it, my dad is right there. All of a sudden I couldn't help but run up to him like a little girl.

"Dad!" I yelled out throwing my arms around his waist, I couldn't help but cry. They weren't for sadness or anything but tears of joy. I was just so relieved he was alright, at that moment it felt like a thousand pounds was lifted off my shoulders.

"Mija, I missed you." He said gently kissing my forehead. I looked up at him and smiled then tucked my head back into his chest. "So I see that you've met Shawn and your old friend Kevin?" He said smiling down at me.

"Why are they here?" I asked not knowing if I have taken this all out of proportion. My dad looked at them and then back at me, trying to make sense of his surroundings. Clearly he saw us in an intense throw down, I didn't care about that anymore now that he was alright.

"Well Shawn there is here to help me track down the guy after you. And Kevin is here to help you guys in Mexico, like an extra bodyguard because Max isn't enough for these kinds of people. I thought Kevin was good because you trust him, since you guys where little tiny toddlers." My dad said stroking my hair.

"She did, not anymore. I'm out, sorry Mr. Cartel but I can't work with someone who doesn't trust me." Kevin said grabbing his jacket and walking out. My dad stayed silent then looked at me confused still trying to understand.

"Long story..." I said looking up at him. Feeling guilty that I was a total ass to my old best friend made me feel horrible. I just lost one of the best person I could ever count on, I had to get him back. I let go of my dad and threw the gun on the couch walking out. Clearly I wasn't going to take a gun into a public place.

I walked a couple steps seeing Kevin back out his car, without a second to think I ran after him trying to catch up. I even yelled out his name to stop him but once I reached the parking space he was already turning the corner and gone. I couldn't believe this just happened. I just lost an old best friend, feeling even more horrible I walked back to the room. My dad was in the kitchen talking to Shawn, probably about the whole problem. I walked up the couches sitting next to Max, I laid my head on his shoulder and starred at the TV.

We just sat there watching Sponge Bob for thirty minutes but all I could think of was how I treated Kevin like a nobody. Like I couldn't even trust him but I really did. I was just so caught up in the moment.