Elite

2.14

I zoned out as I thought once again at Carla's confession, about her seeing Samuel. I couldn't help but overthink about it, was it possible that he was playing with both of us at the same time? What I couldn't understand was why, why would he do that? He wasn't a womanizer, neither a cocky guy.

"Earth to Isabella!" Guzman snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Are you listening to me?" I shook my head, turning back to reality.

"No, sorry," I muttered. "Can you repeat?" I looked up to him.

"What's going on with everyone lately?" He sighed. "I was asking you if you wanted to join me and Polo to study this afternoon."

"Yeah, sure." I got up from my seat grabbing the books I left on the desk. "What about Ander?" It was strange him not being with us.

"He came up with another excuse, like always." he groaned annoyed.

Later, that afternoon after school we decided to go to the same bar, books all over the table. I was still stuck with Samuel's thing and it seemed liked Polo was in the same situation as he continued to zone out every time Guzman asked him something about the subject we were studying for.

"What's up?" I turned around as Ander approached us. Guzman looked up surprised at seeing his best friend.

"Hey, where's your dad?" he asked.

"I told him I already had plans with friends to study." I smiled slightly, happy that he was better than before. Polo smiled too as I stole one of his fried chips. "No fucking around. We'll actually be studying." the curly-haired boy affirmed making Guzman chuckle.

"Order some beer," Polo said. "And you, stop stealing my chips." he pointed at me. I raised an eyebrow, stealing once again his food making him groan.

"You love me." I sent him a kiss, enjoying my chips.

"Pablo! Four beers, please." Guzman asked the waiter.

***

"Thanks," I muttered as Guzman handed me a beer. We moved outside, enjoying the warm weather.

"Everyone is homophobic. We've brought up that way." Ander and Polo talked.

"But Guzman is a bit more."

"What?" The interested boy asked. "Listen to me. All I said was you could have at least warned me so I could change the sheets, motherfuckers." I almost choked with my beer.

I turned to the two boys wide-eyed. "You told him?"

"Yes, Izzy. They told me. Next time, it's you and I." I slapped him on the arm, blushing at their comments.

"Who said we came in the bed?" Polo continued making me cover my face.

"Seriously?" I couldn't believe my ears.

"Don't act all innocent Isabella! You came too!" I stretched my leg and hit him on his knee, shocked by the conversation we were having.

"How funny you are! No worries, we're even. You wouldn't believe what I've done in your house." Guzman took a sip of his beer.

"Like what?" I asked amused.

"Nothing." We laughed. "But from now on, you'd better watch out."

We all drank in silence, enjoying the warm sun and the company.

"I've missed this," Guzman admitted. I smiled as I grabbed his hand from my chair. He turned to me and smiled, gripping my hand tighter.

He immediately turned serious. "If that bastard says anything about you guys again, I'll smash his face."

"Who?" Polo asked confused.

"Samuel." here he goes again, this boy was everywhere.

"What has he been saying?" Polo asked again. We were all intrigued by it apparently.

"Nothing. A load of bullshit." Guzman shook his head, clearly annoyed.

"Come on, tell us." Polo insisted with a giggle.

Guzman looked up to the sky murmuring to himself. I took a sip of the beer as I waited for him to continue. "That you killed my sister." At those words I almost choked with my drink, spitting it out. Guzman gave me a pat on the back.

"Really?" Polo asked not so surprised. Ander just kept shut. "Couldn't he have made up anything else?" 

"No, it's not a joke." Guzman interrupted him. "The son of a bitch says it seriously. He added even something concerning Carla's involvement."

We all fell into a silence, not an awkward one. We were all just thinking about Guzman's words in different ways.

I couldn't help but remember the first time I had sex with Samuel, how he told me he needed me to bring him Carla's phone saying there was something that concerned him on it. Then, Christian's accident came into my mind and the generous help of Carla's father. The memories about the watches' mess came back to me in a blink.

Samuel was investigating, that was for sure, and Carla's words echoed in my head 'I started going out with him for a second purpose, because I needed to keep him under control but now...'

Nano's words hit me like a truck: 'I know you are a good person but not all of your friends are, okay? You should start to open your eyes before someone else gets killed.'

What if he wasn't really Marina's murderer? What if the murderer was between us?

"Guys" I opened my mouth even before I could realize it. "I need to go. I forgot I had to help my mother with something." I got up and grabbed my bag. "I'll see you later." I kissed Guzman's cheek and waved to the other boys as I exited the bar.

I literally ran to my car and drove as fast as I could, desperate to arrive at the destination. I got out of the black vehicle and entered the building, I ran upstairs until I was faced with the wooden door. Without hesitation, I knocked hard on the door until it was opened, revealing the house's owner.

I took a deep breath, not believing the thoughts that were crossing my mind.

"We need to talk," I demanded.

Mystery!!!!!!
What do you think is going to happen? You'll find out in the next chapter baby.

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