Once A Bad Boy (He's A Bad News Sequel)

15 - Digging For The Past

Erick's POV

I don't know what time it is, but I just need some water. Bella is still beside me. This poor girl. I move her slowly so that I don't disturb her in her sleep and take myself to the kitchen.

Just before I walk upstairs, I saw a car parked in front of our house. Why would someone park their car there? So I walk out to get confirmation. I don't know why I did. I can just let them be and check on them again in the morning. But here I am, walking out.

There's someone in the car. Two guys, to be exact. Unfamiliar faces, but familiar vibe. Juan's guys. They look like they're expecting me. They step out from the car when they saw me coming to them.

Now their appearance is getting clearer. One of them is short and bulky, with anchor tattoo on his neck. The other one is bulky too but taller, with this scar across his brow. Both are not the kind of people you want to let your baby momma see you with.

"Can I help you, sir?" I asked them.

They looked at each other with a suspicious smirk. "He calls us sir now." The anchor tattoed says sarcastically. So they know me.

"The boss sends his regards. He's back. So are we." The scarred one tells me. We who?

"I'm sorry, I can't remember anything right now. The boss, you mean Juan?" I asked.

They nod. "So you really can't remember, huh? That's too bad. It's okay, you'll meet him soon." They tell me, before walking back into their car.

Just as they start their car, the anchor tattooed rolls the window down. "About the boss, everything about us actually, you might want to keep it a secret from that girl. For your son's sake. Adios." With that, they drive away.

I've sort my thing with Bella last night. She'll let me in to her life, to try pick up the pieces where I lost them. I know I like her, that's why I'm willing to try. Who knows even without remembering the past I can still love her again? But now another mess comes.

So what happened between me and Juan?

All I remembered was me being a pusher kid, the one that becomes a middle man between the dealer and the buyer. I'm just a small act in Juan's cartel. So why did he send his guys to tell me he's back like I play a bigger role in this business?

I get back inside with the unsolved questions in my head. Shutting the door behind me, I can hear someone running down the stairs. "Bella, why are you running?" I asked when I saw her.

She turns to me, I can see the relief in her face before she runs into my arms. "I thought you ran away." She tells me, catching for breath.

"Why would I?" I chuckled as I stroke her head. "Bella, are you still sleepy?" I asked as something gets into my mind.

She shook her head and looks up to me. "Not anymore." she answers.

"Good, what if you show me pictures of us? That might help me remember." I said before she get a chance to ask me what was I doing outside just now.

We sit on the couch, and she took out her phone to show me the pictures. "Early disclaimer, our pictures are usually relationship goals kind of shots." she tells me grinning.

"That's better." I replied.

"Okay, so this is when we get to the beach with the others. I think Richard is the one taking this shot." Bella says, showing me a picture of us kissing in the water.

Okay this shot is kinda hot. She then swipe to another picture. "This is when we went to Hawaii for my mom's wedding."

She swipe to the next picture, but immediately skipped to a few other pictures. "Wait, why did you skip those?" I asked.

"Because they're not a nice shot." she answers, avoiding my eyes. Her voice, I can tell she's lying. "Look, this is when Jaime was born." she showed me picture of us in a hospital room.

"He's so tiny there." she says, admiring our little guy on the screen.

Just like a cue, we suddenly hear Jaime crying in his room upstairs. "And he knows we're talking about him." Bella says before running upstairs.

I look down to the couch I'm sitting on. Her phone is still there. Unlocked. And I'm still wondering why did she seems so secretive when she skipped those pictures from me.

So I picked it up and make my way to find those shots. Jaime is still crying, so I'm sure she won't come down soon. There's something about those pictures that she's keeping from me. I need to know.

And I found it.

Juan? And a few other shots of him with us, dated the same day as Isabella's mother's wedding. Now I'm having more questions in my head. What does Juan has to do with us?