A tree in the middle of the road?Faby had time to cut down a tree?The driver stopped the van and got out.From what world was that guy!Had he never watched any movies?When you are driving and you see a log in the middle of the road,you turn around,fast.Especially if your passenger is the daughter of a multimillionaire.The next thing I knew was that some type of gas was being thrown at us.It was choking us,making us cough.Our eyes were teary.And by us I mean myself plus the other ladies that were with me in the back seat.Was that really necessary Faby?I could have chocked to death!
I woke up in a comfortable bed in an unfamiliar location.I bet it wasn't the Montenegro's residence.I had spent so many nights there as a kid to not recognize the surroundings.Fabian was seated next to me and he flushed me a beautiful smile."Hey,"I said to him."You pulled it off,thank you,"I whispered. "Sure,"he said and handed me my phone. "I turned it off but I think you should call your dad.Tell him you are fine,"he suggested. "No!I'm not calling Xavi.He just tried to get me locked up in rehab,"I said. "Hey,I get it!But you've been out for two hours.They probably think you have been kidnapped.I don't want any trouble with the police so just call someone,your nanny,Carlos,anyone,"he spoke some sense into me.I nodded and unlocked my phone to make that phone call.I called my nanny.
"Eva is that you?"The panic in her voice was evident."I just wanted to let you know I am okay.You can tell the others,"I said. "Did you get kidnapped?What happened?"She asked. "I didn't want to end up in a rehab,I had some help.I'm fine,stop worrying,"I assured her. "You should come home,"she said. "No,I can't,"I said and I think she handed the phone to someone else.Xavi. "Eva,are you okay?I was so worried..."he began but I hang up.I didn't want to hear the rest. "That was a little bit harsh,"Faby commented.I shrugged.He either deserved the treatment or I was just overreacting."What kind of dad sends his daughter to rehab,far away from home the moment he finds out she has drug problem?"I questioned. "Mine threatens to send me to prison if I don't join his illegal businesses.Yours is trying to make your life better,mine is trying to ruin it,"he said. "You are supposed to be on my side,not Xavi's,"I reminded him. "Of course I'm on your side.Forever,"He gently said and drew closer to me.I could still see the spark in his eyes when he looked at me."I think about it everyday,I fantasize about it,you and I,together and it hurts to know I can't have that,"he said the most unexpected thing."Faby...I...I don't know what to say,"I stammered."You don't have to say anything,"he whispered and pulled me in for a hug. "I'll love you from a distance,"he added and my heart crushed for us,for him especially.I would have loved to find out what we would have been,together.
I guess we were stuck in the friend zone,forever.
"You're shaking,"he pointed out.I nodded. "I was supposed to go to therapy at 8:00 am today.I'm already late,"I said. "Looks like you really need it.I can still drive you there,"he said. "I'd appreciate that,"I said. "Come on,I'll cook us something first,"he said as he grabbed my hand and led me into a kitchen. "Where are we?"I asked. "My secret hiding place,"he said.I won't lie,I was quite taken aback by his words.They came out as a joke but I knew he was serious."You're not in trouble,right?"I asked in fear. "I'm not in trouble.Every...criminal needs a secret place in case they need to lay low,"he said with so much unease.Wait,he called himself a criminal?That send chills down my spine."It's okay,I understand,"I said as I rubbed the back of his hand with my palm.He nodded and embarked on cracking the eggs.
"Need help?"I asked. "No,"he laughingly said."They are just pancakes,I'll be fine,"he added and I joined him in laughing. "Pass me the flour.It's in the top shelf,"he said. I opened the shelf and what I found there wasn't flour.I was scared but I didn't want to show.I took the gun out slowly,hoping for some explanation. "Why do you have this in the kitchen?"I asked him while holding the gun in my hand."Is this even registered?"I asked. "Can you just put that back?"It was a request. "Faby,I need some answers,"I pleaded with him. "Of course it's not registered.Eva,the criminal world is my world now.You have to make peace with that or say goodbye to this friendship,"he said to me. Somewhere in my heart I was holding out hope that my friend could be saved.I was wrong.He was way in too deep and there was no way out.He had to bend to his father's will if he had a shot at survival.That,I understood.I was just scared that I could lose my friend forever.What if he drowned in the criminal world and there was no one to pull him out?No one to remind him that he was not a monster?That he did not choose this?I wanted to be that person who pulls him out whenever he drowned.The one that reminded him that there was more to life than guns and deaths.
"I know you didn't choose this.I'm here for all of it,"I said to him and put the gun back in the shelf. "All of it?"He asked and I nodded. "And I will always protect you,for as long as I live,"he said.Another pact!