Dulce (Sweet)

D I E C I N U E V E- "Use a condom,for the love of god."

The next few weeks that went by were pretty touch and go for Angel and Monica. They had to fight hard not to lose themselves in their grief and end up further away from each other after their loss. Monica had never felt so loved and there was no doubt in her mind that Angel was an extraordinary man. Not once did her stop telling her he loved her,not once did he blame her for what happened and what they lost.

At one moment they felt themselves drifting apart. It had been 2 almost 3 weeks after they lost their baby and he was out with the club. Things between them had been cold and they were further apart than normal.

One of Vickis girls sat next to Angel,pouring him drink after drink as her hands touched his body. It felt good to have someone pay him attention,his romance with Monica had been passionate and heavy on affection since the beginning. It had been weeks since she reached out for him,and he didn't mean in a sexual way. She didn't turn to him to cry,or bury herself in his side,she barely spoke and hadn't told him she loved him in a long time.

"What do you say papi? I can help you forget all that ugly stuff that's got you down?"The girl rubbed his arm.

Her touch felt good,but it also felt wrong. It wasn't Monica's hands,it wasn't her words. It just wasn't her.

"No."Angel sniffled,pushing her off. "Get off of me."

She scoffed,leaving Angel in his own thoughts as he poured himself another drink. He reached for his phone and lit a cigarette,dialing the all to familiar number. The laughs of the women with his brothers was in the background as the phone rang,the shot burning down his throat as he waited for an answer.

"Hello."Her soft voice made him relax,missing the way it sounded. "Angel,are you okay?"He loved the way his name sounded falling from her lips.

"Do you still love me?"He sniffed,his own sadness drowning him.

"Angel,are you drunk?"Monica asked,sitting up straighter in her home office. The truth was that she was drowning in her own sadness,the tequila she had drank wasn't helping her with her sadness.

"Mami,do you love me?"He wiped at his eyes,moving to his room.

"Of course,I love you Angel."Monica wiped at her eyes. "I will always love you."

"I love you mami. Fuck,I fucking love you so much I feel like I can't breathe."

"How did we get here,Angel?"She sighed,her mind blank on the last real conversation they held together.

"I don't know Mami. Help me find my way back,I love you too much to lose you."He pleaded.

"I...I don't know how Ángel. But we need to try."She sniffled,curling onto the sofa in her office. "I don't want to lose you either."

The next morning,Angel woke to someone stroking his hair. He moaned in happiness,his body instantly recognizing Monica's familiar hands. "Mi reina."He moaned,wrapping his arms around her and placing his head on her lap.

"I'm happy I didn't find some puta in here."She smiled,pushing his long hair out of his face.

"I could never want anyone else mami. You're it for me."

She smiled at his soft eyes,bending over to kiss his forehead. "Te amo,mi Ángel."She whispered,pulling him closer.

Angel watched her lay in bed,last night was the first night they made love again in a long time. He rubbed her leg softly,admiring her natural beauty in the early morning sun. She hummed lightly,her eyes opening slowly to see Angel already staring at her.