LINO is a feared and ruthless drug leader in Puerto Rico who has abducted a beautiful weapon named Catalina but sparks fly between the two. Find out what happens..
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This story is a fanfiction loosely based on two movies. I made it before on a...
I sit on the chair on the small back porch over-viewing the city. I'm covered up in a blanket with a glass of water in my hand, the breeze whipping my hair to and fro across my face. I hear the door knock and Lola's voice echo in the back.
She walks in and doesn't say anything. I look at her and her worried eyes turn soft and she takes off her bag from across her chest and her eyes fill up with water.
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She still misses Fabio, of course. I grip the blanket and send out my hand, inviting her to sit and cuddle beside me. Her face breaks in a breathy smile and she sits beside me and rests her head on my shoulder. I rest my head on hers and we both sit, looking at the city. Two broken souls - trying to make it.
The next morning, I lie in bed with the pillow over my head dreading when the chicken outside crows indicating that it's 6:00 am. I lie in the silence, regretting even taking a job to begin with.
What were you thinking?!
I hear the stupid chicken crow and I roll my eyes, groaning. I feel the pillow fly from my light grasp and I squint my eyes from the morning light, looking at a smiley Lola. "Lola...what. thefuck?"
She crosses her arms and gives me a playful but stern look. "I know you don't wanna go to work but you have to. I understand what you're going through but...come on!" she says pulling my leg.
"But you don't get it. It's not just that I'm being a cliche, it's more than that. Okay? You wouldn't get it", I whine pulling the pillow and put it back over my head.
I hear shuffling then her voice tuned down to a quiet and calm tone. "You...you have a feeling..?"
I pull back the pillow to look at her, cautiously. Deciding to entertain her and see where she'd take it, "What are you doing?"
"This is me trying to understand", she flips her hair back and sits with perfect posture at the side of the bed, lapping one leg over the other and watching me expectantly.
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I stare at her and she widens her eyes, "Come on - we're being understanding - go".
I sigh and lean up on my elbow, looking at her. "It's like this-",
