Strawberries & Cigarettes. Camila/You

Chapter 9

Your Pov

"You thinking about performing tonight?" I ask Alex as he simply shrugs while we sat at the table eating boiled peanuts, kind of our family tradition on Saturday afternoons after tossing a baseball back and forth.

"Maybe, I've been lacking a bit of inspiration Y/n we'll see" he says casually grabbing another peanut cracking it open

Things are going smoothly with us right now, Even though despite how neutral me and Camila are being towards each other it's still painfully awkward between us and Alex and the gang seem to notice it every time we have a conversation after work but it's mostly either about the job or Santiago who I am still wondering is still my son.

"Santiago is really cute" he says after a moment of silence making me grin softly in response as I look up at my brother

"I know, he's like this miniature teddy bear and it is absolutely adorable Santi the tiny human teddy bear" I praise now smiling

"Your gushing about him like he's your son" he chuckles as I sigh deeply not even wanting to answer that with a response while he shoves a peanut in his mouth before looking at me with wide eyes

"Alex to answer that big question in your head, I don't know I asked her and she blew up and kicked me out last time" I said as he facepalms himself

"So you just flat out asked her?" He asked while nodded making him sigh

"Sometimes you too damn blunt"

"No I'm just too damn honest" I say confidently leaning back in my chair looking out the window looking at our empty backyard with a solemn expression

I want to ask her again, I know I have no right to chime into her business but she owes me that and then some for what she's done and all the hell I've been through after that day

That God awful forsaken day..

*Later on that night*

Tonight was no different from any other except we've been kicking drunk ass men out left and right, starting bar fights, hitting on our waitresses, right now this bar is a successful ass mess that needs to be taken care of and quick before someone actually does get arrested and the last thing I need is to get the cops over in this area knowing they hardly even so much as circle around here

I circle around the bar as people laugh, drink, smoke, or gamble obscenely while holding a cigar in my hand while Alex helped manage the area in the back for a bit but also is making sure no one decides to hop themselves into my damn office and try to crack my damn safe

That's how fucking bad it's gotten around here.

"Charlie fix another round for this table!" I hear Dua shout out as the older man she served licked his lips while scanning her bare legs but still not touching her at all talking to his friends catering to his other older friends and it seems like he was out here to settle a business deal considering how well dressed he was at a bar of this kind

I still don't trust some men like that, Hell I don't trust people in general it's like there is nothing but snakes out here in this world

I circle back around towards the bar and decided to help Charlie out while he showed Camila the ropes. I watch her carefully and see that she learns pretty quick for experience such as hers even though it's weird to work with your ex it would be refreshing to get along with her on a professional level

And nothing else period, No feelings.

"Don't you think you should fill somebody's glass?" Camila pings out pointing at the man holding up a empty beer glass along with a twenty dollar bill in his other hands snapping me out of my thoughts as I take the money and the glass filling it right up causing him to thank me right after I hand it back to him

"Camila could you get these over towards these men over there, I have a phone call" Dua asks making her immediately nod before she hands her the multiple beverages getting out from behind the bar with the drinks in her grasp swerving left and right as I let my eyes wonder I feel a sudden sense as if I don't notice anyone in the area but her the sounds of her shoes clicking with each step in slow motion as if each step were a graceful dance move

"Thank you sweetheart" The older man from earlier smiles looking her up and down while she grins at him in return beginning to walk away from him and I can feel myself fuming before he full on gripped Camila's upper thigh right beneath her right cheek

"What the fuck you old perverted son of a bitch?!!" I heard Camila lash out causing part of the bar to turn their attention towards her while the old men just laughed at her

"I thought people from your country were into that" He states wiggling his eyebrows as I can see Camila's eyes brewing with anger

"You Hispanic women are really feisty aren't you? I like that" He says now reaching for her ass without Camila's knowledge and just right in time I took a beer bottle off of someone else's table and smashed it over the mans hand brutally handicapping his right hand with some glass stuck in his fingers along with his palm while his buddies just looked on in horror

"You have ten seconds to get the fuck out of my bar before I decide to count how many beer bottles I have to smash over your head in order to make you permanently unconscious" I lean down and whisper and watch the man's face grow pale before he takes his bloody hand covered in blood and glass running in agonizing pain out of my bar

"No one touch my waitresses got it?" I asked the bar after a moment of silence

Especially this one..

She doesn't need angels to protect  and care for her that's what God decided to make me for...