Submitting (On Hold)

Chapter 19

5 Years later~

David

5 fucking years. 

I have been locked up for 5 years.

It hasn't been too bad. I rule this place now. I have tried to get a goodish reputation with the guard, with only 3 fights per month, hoping that I would be let out because of "good behavior" and that what happened.

They have to let some of the prisoners out, and they said I was somewhat good and believe that I am stable enough, with 5 years of therapy, that I can be let go.

So here I am, getting the stuff I had on me and leaving this dump whole.

You might be wondering, what about Logan. He died 3 years ago. He got into the wrong gang and ended up getting stabbed. 

Do I miss his? Not telling.

The only thing that I really thought about in prison, was escaping and Cara. The bitch has never left my mind since I was imprisoned. I didn't even know her that well. In fact, I didn't even talk to her.

All she was to me was a slave, or at least I was training her to be before shit went down and I ended up in prison. But she still remained in my mind.

First thing I was going to do is go to her house. I know its stupid and I will probably not find her there, but the people that live there might know where she went.

Cara

"Hola, mama." My four-year-old son said as he walked in, trying to act big.

"Hola, le nino." I said and continue to make breakfast

You might be wonder what has happened within the past 5 years with me. 

Me and my mother moved around several times, to several different countries, until I couldn't move around anymore and we stayed where we are now, Mexico.

When Andreas, my son, was 1 years old, we moved to serval different places. Germany, Japan, England, India.

We continued moving every two months until my mother met someone. As it goes, they fell in love, and we moved to Mexico with him. Andreas was just starting to talk, and Mario, my step-father, taught us Spanish. It's the only language he knows since there's no reason to learn English.

Andreas was born normal, luckily, even though his father is my father. He does have a little bit of a learning disability, but nothing too damaging.

I don't like to think about David and Andreas is getting to that age where he will be asking about his father, and I have no idea what to say. 

My step-father is actually a good dad. His name is Diego. I trust him more than any man in my life. He and my mom have helped me raise Andreas. He doesn't have any kids, so I am like a kid to him. He also helped me discover my sexuality. No, not physically.  He asked me questions and I answered them truthfully.

He also went to the same thing when he was my age, questioning sexuality that is. He discovered that he was bi-sexual. Which turns out I am too.

I'm not lesbian because there are some hot men in Mexico. I'm not straight because the women are equally as beautiful. So, bi-sexual.

Me and Nola have stayed in contact, she I actually married now. Yep. She got married to the man who got her out of the sewers. She keeps me up to date with Davids situation, which hasn't changed for 4 years.

She now has a 2-year-old little girl and sometimes come and visits us and Lily, her daughter, and Andreas get along well, although they don't understand each other.

When Andress turned 3, we moved out of my parent's house and into a little apartment in Puebla. Yes, it is a populated city, but I figured after a while of moving around into small towns, that moving in a big city would be better because it would be more difficult to find someone in a big city, right?

I changed my name when I got to Mexico, First and last name. I wanted to keep my middle name. 

Alexa Alamillo, which is Diego's last name. So my newish name is Alexa Madison Alamillo. It was a little difficult to change to that name. For a while everyone I knew before I changed my name, called me Cara. This went on for 6 months until everyone was used to Alexa, know I go by Alexa.

Overall, my life has been great for the past 3 years. The best thing was when I was able to meet Andreas for the first time. Although there was an unnormal was that he was conceived, he is the most loved man in my life.

We had finally started eating breakfast when my phone went off. I looked at the caller Id and saw it was Nola.

"Hola, que pasa" I say

"What? English please." She says, I forgot that I was speaking Spanish.

"Sorry, whats up?" I say, this time in English.

"So I don't want you to freak out but..." She says trailing off at the end.

"but...?" 

"but Davids out." She said.

A/N~ Okay, so I don't speak Spanish, I'm using a translator, no not google translate, but something that I hope is right. There will be a lot of Spanish due to the fact that Andreas doesn't speak English, so if its wrong you can correct me.

The POV thing from now on for Cara will be Alexa.