My name is Rosalina Garcia and my dreams are too wild for people to understand.
Join my journey filled with action, love, and tears. And how one Don changed my life for the better, he was and is the only person that understood the length and import...
After I ran out of the club I started speed walking my way home but then when I was halfway there I looked at my phone and realized that it was almost 9 and I had to get home faster, so I started running as fast as I could I'm not sure why but as I was on my way home I felt eyes on me I felt like I was being watched but I ignored it because I was in a hurry and I couldn't have my dad screaming at me again.
When I got to the house the door was still unlocked which made it clear that my dad wasn't home, and Dio it felt great to be home. When I got into the house I don't know why but I felt the urge to look out the window, I stood by the window for a second and I saw this big figure looking at our house then all of a sudden a car came and the guy went into the car, 'that was weird' I thought to myself, I brushed it off and went upstairs I walked slowly as I passed my mom's bedroom as I saw her sleeping quietly when I got to my room I slowly and quietly shut my door.
I walked in slowly and sat on my bed thinking of the guy from earlier Liam he said his name was Liam, he actually sat and listened he didn't stop me for a second even when what I was saying sounded stupid, for some reason he actually did care, he thought of what I wanted but I didn't give him time to talk after I was done, a part of me feels like I want to see him again but no I don't have time for that and I'm not up for being around some guy, plus he was just a random guy from a bar why would he ever care he was probably just drunk and wanted to talk to someone. But I don't know why I'm still thinking about him, why is he stuck in my head?
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Liam's POV
Once I got into the car, my Right-hand man Mateo was sitting waiting for me, "Why'd you walk all the way here man?" "I thought I should follow her" I replied as if it was something normal, "You creep! Do you have any idea how she'd feel about that, you damn Pendejo".
Translation: Pendejo = Stupid
Mateo has been by my side for as long as I can remember, he's my best friend and the most trusted man I know. He also knows what I'm like when I want something he knows how I can be when I'm serious or when I'm mad to a point that I can't see in front of me, he probably knows me like the back of his hand.
"Dude why are you so into her you literally just saw her." "I don't know, I really don't know man.. She's just.. I don't know Mateo." He silently chuckled and looked to the window, "Mateo she just has this thing, I don't know how to explain it, but it's something that I can't get out of my mind." I mumbled looking out of the window, "You were talking for some time, what was that about?" I shrugged and looked to the side "Don't worry about it, we don't have to talk about it". He knew I didn't want to tell him, I felt like this was something I should keep to myself for now.
It was about a half-hour drive to my place but it felt extremely long with the amount of thinking was doing, I didn't know if I should just go grab her and leave or be patient and quietly watch her from afar, but I knew that I wanted to keep an eye on her or be close to her that's the only thing that mattered yet it was the hardest thing to do, the girl didn't even remember my name why would she let me be around her, I scratched my neck as I let that sink into my head, this was going to be harder than I thought, but I have a feeling I can get her to talk to me again.
After that long as hell drive, we finally reached my Medellín mansion one of my favorite homes that I have ever had made for me, filled with all the luxuries and family heirlooms I've ever had. When the car stopped one of my bodyguards opened my door for me, something that I've noticed but never really spoken about is that the people around me never make eye contact with me it's like I'm Medusa and that I could turn them into stone if I stared at them, the only person that ever really talks to me is Mateo whom I'm extremely grateful for.
When I walked into the house I was greeted by the maids and bodyguards that lived with me, my home was big enough for a whole town and I used all the extra space for me men and their families just in case I needed help all of a sudden.
I went upstairs to m bedroom obviously showing everyone that I wouldn't be talking to anyone for the rest of the night and that I also won't be having dinner, I walked into my bedroom and closed the door, I took a long breath walking into the room and sat on my bed, the same thing rolling through my mind over and over again 'Rosalina Garcia, the gorgeous girl with dreams bigger than Colombia' so stuck in my head I don't think there's a possibility of getting her out, "Dios mío, esto no va a ser fácil" I said loudly aware that nobody can hear me.
Translation: Dios mío, esto no va a ser fácil = my God this isn't going to be easy
Without thinking I quickly took my phone out and called one of my other trusted men 'Diego', he answered on the first ring meaning that he was on his phone "Hola jefe, need help with anything?" ready for me to ask whatever per usual "Si Diego, I want information on this girl her name's Rosalina Garcia, get me as much as you can as fast as you can". I said sternly into the phone indicating my seriousness "Si Jefe I'll have it in no time". "Garcias." I said quickly and hung up after hearing his reply.
Translation: Jefe = Boss
'Let's learn a bit more about you before doing anything Rosalina just to be safe, but mark my words Princesa you'll have your dream in no time'
