Strawberries & Cigarettes. Camila/You

Chapter 2

Your Pov

"Karla how in the hell did you find me?" I ask yanking my cigarette out holding it as she just shook her head

"Is that how you greet all the women you've ever fallen for? Or just me? It might be just me" She said trying to play it off while I rolled my eyes

"Well I save all of my best insults for people I don't give a damn about" I say causing her to look back at me with a frown sighing

"Oh I know you do, I learned that a long time ago" She said solemnly as I crossed my arms taking another huge puff of my cigarette

"I meant it back then too Karla, Why are you here?" I ask trying to get to the root of this pointless conversation

"Are you gonna continue to call me that?"

"Yes" I said blankly smoking a bit more blowing smoke to the deceitful woman as she fanned it away with her manicured hand

"Y/n I need a job, And I had heard you ran a bar in Miami but I didn't know or care which one it was I just knew I needed to leave Cuba" She sighed in pure annoyance

"You need to look somewhere else then I'll be damned if you work for me" I say as Charlie walks back towards the bar

"Everything is good for the night bu-Holy shit" Charlie says looking up to see Karla with wide eyes

"It's nice to see you too Charlie" she says giggling as Charlie rushes in and he gives her a small tight hug while I roll my eyes

All three of us used to be a bit close especially back in East Atlanta but me and Karla go way back further than that

And emphasis on used to be.

"How and why are you here?" Charlie asks still not believing the woman before him

'"I needed a job so I've been scouting around" she says her eyes glancing at me then back at him

"And I was telling her all of our positions have been filled" I said with gritted teeth as Charlie snapped his neck at me saying

"Didn't one of our waitresses q-"

"I said all of our positions have been filled Goddamnit" I said aloud causing a few heads to turn over and look our way

Camila looked at me with heat blazing in her eyes as she crossed her arms wanting to burst at me at any moment

"I understand you hate my fucking guts but your don't have to treat me lik-" Karla snapped stepping up to me as Charlie was quick to step in between us

"Like what?" I growled back as I attempted to push Charlie out the way but he just stayed in place

"Y/n now is not the time or the place, For Christ's sakes your brother is almost done performing!" He whisper yells at me causing me to lower my tone but still darting my eyes back towards the small Cuban female

"Get the fuck out my bar, Before I throw you out" I said with absolutely no emotion whatsoever as a look of hurt flashed across her face before replacing it back with anger

"Charlie when you've got the time feel free to talk to me about a job here it looks like you can use an extra set of hands, I'll be over at the Open Arms hotel room 612" Karla says solemnyl before looking me up and down and proceeds to leave the bar

"What?" I ask as Charlie looks ate disappointed shaking his head as my brothers set end

I hope I don't have a guilty conscience after tonight..

*Later that night*

With the bar shutting down after another wild ass night but wilder for me than usual I decide to take another breather smoking drinking whiskey on the rocks

"What's going on sis?" Alex says happily sitting beside me as I sipped my whiskey before taking a nice two puffs of my cigarette

"Good show today bro" I say as my brother fans my smoke away

"I know why your in such a funk tonight" he states loosening his tie while I take yet another drag

"She just strolled her ass up in here" I say coldly as my brother grabs my cigarette putting it out in a nearby ashtray making me groan

He never liked it when I smoked

"I know what happened Cuba years ago-"

"Four years next month" I interjected sipping my whiskey as Alex sighed

"She shouldn't have done that, But that didn't mean we had to leave her there to be crucified too" Alex said as I looked at him no words coming out of my mouth

I didn't wanna argue about this with my little brother.

"She came all this way and suffered almost as much as you, The least you could do is talk to her about a job Y/n" Alex said getting out of his seat walking away as I sighed deeply

"Alex could you go get my keys"

*Several minutes later*

Sometimes I really wished I didn't have a conscience, then maybe I wouldn't have to put myself through so much hell just to receive some sense of self forgiveness I think to myself standing In front of her hotel room door

"Fuck it here goes nothing" I say knocking on the door twice before looking around

No one comes to open the door so I knock the door harder

Damn is no one here?

I slam my fist on the door three times before I notice someone slowly twisting the door knob back and forth having trouble opening it as I raise an eyebrow standing back a bit

"The hell?" I wonder looking at the door as someone slowly creeks the door open and look down to see a small boy with jet black hair and

My eyes..

"Mommy?.." I hear the small boy whimper weakly softly turning his head as I felt my heart swell up in my chest

What the hell did I leave in Cuba?!!!

I could've ran all I wanted to, But all the baggage I didn't know I traveled with continued to hold me down until I acknowledged I couldn't let it go...