INICIAR SESIÓNI went shopping because I needed to breathe.After everything that happened at the restaurant, my body still felt tight, like I had been holding my breath for too long. My head hurt. I wish I could stop thinking and just relax. Staying indoors felt impossible, every quiet moment made me replay Zayden’s voice, his face, the way he looked when he lost control.So I grabbed my bag, pulled on a hoodie, and walked out.I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. I didn’t even really know myself.The mall was crowded when I arrived. Music played from hidden speakers. People moved around me in every direction, carrying bags, laughing, arguing, living normal lives. It was loud in a way that felt comforting. No bodyguards. No heavy silence, I sighed.I walked into the first store I saw and started touching clothes without thinking. Shirts. Jeans. Things I couldn’t really afford but still checked the price of. I wasn’t even shopping properly. I just needed my hands busy so my mind would slow down
CHAOSI was sitting alone at the corner table, the one close to the glass wall that looked out over the street. The restaurant was quiet for a five-star place late afternoon, that awkward hour between lunch and dinner when only soft music played and the staff moved slowly, setting things up.I was waiting for the chef.He had gone out earlier to learn a specific cuisine from another restaurant across town. Some fusion thing. He said he’d be back before dinner service, He was always serious about his work.I sipped my water, scrolling through my phone, trying not to think too much.I shouldn’t have been relaxed. I should’ve known better.The first thing I noticed was the sound.Loud footsteps are coming from the front porch.Too many footsteps at once. Shoes that didn’t belong to waiters. Heavy steps.I looked up.The front doors opened.Zayden walked in like he owned the place.Behind him were four men. All dressed in black. No smiles. They spread out quietly, blocking exits without m
I woke up the next morning and what came to my head was learning something new and it was Sunday, what better way than a day to learn something new. So I decided to try any cuisine or learn it online to improve my cooking skills for the mansion. I had my bath, brushed my teeth while singing, and I could hear my mom talking to someone but I didn't care. I haven't listed the things I need to get, probably when I'm done I'll do that but for now I need to have breakfast I'm starving. My mom cooks the best meal you can ever taste, she's a great cook I learnt that from her. I was done with the bathing and brushing, now what to wear, I don't care if it's just food things I need to get I still want to look good, what if someone sees me and likes me and maybe I'm dressed like a beggar or like someone that doesn't have fashion sense.Um duhh I'm the queen at fashion, I can make anyone drip with just an outfit, jewelry, and makeup, yeah I get it I'm that girl. Couldn't help but twerk a litt
I hadn’t planned to visit but my bestie wouldn’t let me breathe. The bus ride across East L.A. felt longer than usual, every cracked window rattling like it was reminding me of everything I’d been avoiding. I kept my hood up, headphones in, music low. I wasn’t really listening. My mind was already at the door, already bracing for the sound of her voice.I knocked twice.The door flew open.“Aaron Hale!”Her voice hit me before her hands did. Then she was there—small, sharp, familiar—pulling me into her space like she needed to make sure I was real. She looked thinner than the last time I’d seen her. Her hair was tied up messily, a scarf slipping at the edges. There was a stain on her shirt. Her eyes were bright with anger and relief all at once.“Why don’t you ever come here?” she snapped, pushing me back so she could look at my face. “Why do I have to hear about my own son from neighbors and gossip? Am I dead?”“Ma—”“No, don’t ‘Ma’ me,” she said, waving her hand dramatically. “You
I went up to freshen up, wore a skinny jean that a lot of people complimented me on, with a bodycon turtle neck top, and paired it with some studs my bestie bought for me.I already dyed my hair in the bathroom, with curls dangling in the front, and I looked so cute; couldn't wait to go downstairs to see the others. Then I heard voices coming from the dining area, I rushed downstairs just for me to see the scene, up to 10 men were arguing just Zayden was watching like a king. I look to the side and see Aurelio watching them with a frown on his face, Slate was by the side of Zayden, they don't look like they were gonna stop the argument anytime soon.I stepped on the stairs just for it to creak, damn all eyes were on me, I wish I could dig a hole and just enter the ground.“Well, well, who do we have here,? One of the men asked.“A meat, I guess,” The man grinned “Zayden, well done at least you respect us and show us a true leader you are,” he grinned I was expecting him to say some
The next morning, the sun was shining brighter than usual.Aaron woke up in bed, wearing his two-piece pajamas, looking confused as hell, and it dawned on him what had happened last night.Best night ever, he could feel the smile all over his face, he realized he hadn't spoken to his best friend in such a long time, omg she's going to be pissed at me.I called her five times, but this bitch didn't pick up. I know her very well; she's doing it on purpose.Calling her for the last and I swear to God if she doesn't pick—“Hello, who is this?I just had to start apologizing, cause its going to be hell with or without the apology.“I'm sorry bestie I'm so sorry, please forgive me I promise I will get you a Lamborghini truck, ok a Ferrari, ok a mansion with white crystals, I will bring Beyonce as your maid, please forgive me please bitch please!!!!!!,” I waited for a response.— dead silence.I was already frustrated didn't know what to do I already thought of all the apologies that could







