Stuck Here

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Monse's POV:
My dad's gone for his first long haul since we moved and I'm honestly scared to be here alone. Someone knocks on the door and my knees lock. I can barely move when Cesar calls me. "Open the door your dad told me he was gonna be out." I run to the door and I slap him. "What was that for?!" He asks and I don't smile. "You couldn't have texted me remember I was attacked like six weeks ago." I pull him into the house lock the door and block it with a chair. "I'm sorry but I wasn't just gonna leave you here alone mama." He kisses me and sits on the couch. "I don't like surprises." I pout. "But you liked this one, right? Or should I leave." He starts standing up and I push him back down. "I don't wanna be alone." I lay with my head on his lap. "How did I get so lucky?" He has that stupid cheesy grin that I love spread across his face. I plant a big kiss on his cheek and I stand up to grab some water. I drop a glass and before I can even process it Cesar runs in with a gun. "What the fuck Cesar!" I scream. "I need a way to protect you. I won't use it unless I need to." He takes a step towards me and I step back into some glass. "Shit!" I scream. He lifts me onto the counter and cleans the glass off the floor. "Here I'll take it out, do you have tweezers?" He asks. "Bathroom." Is all I can say. He brought a gun into my house and now I have glass in my foot. He holds my ankle in one hand and takes a few small pieces of glass with the other. He wipes off some blood. "Does it hurt?" He asks. "No it's fine." I get off the counter and the second I step down I jump right back up. "Ok no your not fine." He picks me up and brings me to my room. "I'll sleep on the couch." I grab his wrist before he can leave. "Can we talk about this?" I ask. He sits down next to me and holds my hand. "It was Oscar's idea, I know it was stupid but what if something happened? I can't just punch someone who has a gun." He explains. I understand what he mean but it was just a lot to see. "I know, I get it. You know after you killed that guy we never talked about it." I say and he looks pissed. "We don't need to Monse he's dead. I did what I had to. He could've killed me and you know that." He's never talked to me like that and I'm so confused. I don't think he's even let himself process it. "I know. Can we just go to sleep?" I ask and he nods his head. He gets up again but I stop him. "Don't go." He takes off his shirt and lays down under the covers. I lay down next to him and rest my head on his chest.
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I wake up and he's sitting at the edge of my bed. "What's wrong?" I put my hand on his shoulder. "He was fifteen... the kid I murdered. He wasn't that much older than us he could've had a life... a future." He only had to kill him because I was stupid enough to go there and hangout with them. "You could've died... I could've died." I can't stand seeing him like this. "He could've killed us and there's not a doubt in my mind that you did the right thing." I say confidently. He nods his head and he turns around to kiss me. "What time is it?" I ask. "Three thirty you should go back to bed." He says with a sorry smile. "No, we should go back to bed." I kiss him one more time before laying down. He lays down next to be and pulls me in as close as he can. "School starts soon, you ready?" He asks. "Yeah, I have you and Jamal and Ruby." If I'm being honest I'm nervous. It's a new city and a new school and all these chismosa teenage girls keep talking about what happened. "If someone bothers you, you tell me right away." He sounds serious so I just nod. I slowly drift off back to sleep.

Cesar's POV:
Monse's asleep and all I can think about is that the kid I killed won't be starting high school, how Monse won't be safe unless there's always someone from the Santos around, how I need to claim her. Right now I need to keep her safe but I'm never killing anyone again. Next thing I know the suns up and I didn't get any sleep. Monse starts to wake up so I act like I was sleeping because I know if I don't, she'll just be worried. She kisses me and I can't stop myself from smiling. I roll us over so she's on top of me. "Good morning beautiful." She still looks tired but she's smiling. "Good morning." She yawns. I kiss her lips, then her cheek, then her jaw, I start kissing down her neck and she shakes her head. "I haven't even brushed my teeth yet." She says. "I haven't either." I keep kissing her.
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"You know this is gonna be our lives one day. Me, you, mornings together. Everything we have now times ten." I say as I look at the ceiling. "I wanna start thinking of the future now, you know." If I don't dream about a future with her what am I supposed to look forward to. "If we really wanna think about our future we should probably start using protection." She says. "You're right but it's not like we plan when we're gonna sleep together." I point out. "Unplanned things come from unplanned sex." She mumbles. "You sound like a safe sex pamphlet." I laugh. "I just don't wanna be stuck in Freeridge." "Listen Monse, no matter what I'm making sure you don't get stuck here." I on the other hand I am definitely stuck here. "How's your foot feeling?" I ask as I try to change the subject. "It doesn't hurt. I think my bodies gone through enough pain to last a life time." She laughs.

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