Love Addiction

Love is Deceiving

Diablo's POV

June 15th, today's gonna be a sweet payday. As I make my way to the dock at around 6:30, I notice that a black car has been trailin’ for awhile now. It's probably just officer lachê making sure that I pay him his cut; a man who wants his money. I respect that. Once I get to the dock and step outta my car, the car that was trailin’ me stops a car’s length behind mine; who I see come outta the back surprises me. Angel….what the hell is he doing here? He runs up to me and tightly hugs me, burying his face in my chest. What in el mundo has gotten into him? He then looks up at me with teary eyes filled with worry and fear.

“Diablo you can't go through with this! The Mexicans are plottin’ against you!” He starts yelling,tears starting to stream down his cheeks. Dios omnipotente he looks so cute when he's crying. Hey, estúpido stop gettin’ distracted.

“Look Angel, I know the Mexicans can be trusted. They’ve had my back since my old man kicked the bucket, so your theory is invalid,” I say while I try to pull him off me.

“Diablo please! I already lost you once, I can't….I can't go through that again!!” he cries. So….he still had feelings for me, even after I pretty much shattered his heart with a hammer. Is it bad that I’m happy about that? I smile before hugging him and say,

“If this hand-off goes well, how bout I take you out for dinner.” As I say that, he looks up at me, and the look in his eyes says that he's made a mistake; he says,

“...I'm sorry.” Once he says this a swarm of police cars drive up to the dock as they get out they cars and point their guns at me. I’m surprised, but I don't resist. I knew I couldn’t escape the law forever. I’m good, but not that good. I let them cuff me; before they take me away there's somethin’ I gotta do. I ask the officer if I can talk to Angel real quick; he gives me 15 seconds. So I run up to him and crouched down so that I'm eye level with him.

“Wait for me,” I say before softly kissing him; Fuck,I can't believe how much I've missed this. 3… how much I missed him...2...don't wanna leave...1!

“WAIT!!” I yell as they pull me away and force me into the back of the cop car, I put up a hell of a fight; it wasn't enough though. I look out the window to see a cop trying to keep Angel from running after me. Don’t touch him. He punches out the cop that was holding him, and makes a break for the car I’m in; ever familiar bat in hand. I feel a smile spread across my lips as he gets closer. Just as he’s about to swing at the window, two cops grab his arms, push him against the car, and cuff him. Fuck! I curse to myself. I’m powerless. I can’t do a damn thing to keep their filthy fucking hands off him!! And with that thought they hauled me off to prison.