Ez, pops and Angel had to step out for a moment and realize that Dita did the hit. I sat there at the kitchen table, thinking. I knew Dita loved my father, they spent time together when the first kid died. I started to do time lines. Miguel is older than Angel, that I know. Dad met mom when he ended things with Dita. Things were making sense and I didn't believe it.

"I can't believe Dita-" my dad said as he came in the house. I quickly stood up, I figured it out.

"You lying son of a bitch." I cut him off.

"Watch your tone."

"You broke it up with Dita, and went with mom and had Angel right?" I asked as I looked at him, dead in the eye.

"Yes."

"Its funny how Miguel is slightly older than Angel, dont you think?" I chuckled.

"Marisol." He whispered, hoping my brothers wont hear us from outside.

"Miguels your son isnt he?" My voiced cracked.

"Who told you?" He looked at me with guilt.

"You just did. Im not fucking stupid. I connected the dots. You said Jose checked out, after the first son died. So what makes you think that Jose wants another kid?" I chuckled to myself, looking at the window, looking at my two brothers. "I cant believe you."

"You cant tell your brothers." My dad steps towards me and I stepped back.

"Why?" I shrugged and shook my head. "Because it'll ruin your relationship with them? Ez would hate you? Angel would hate you even more than he has? How could you? Why lie?"

"I didn't know."

"Bullshit!" I yelled at him. "How fucking could you? Did mom know?" He didnt say a word. All he did was look at me. "Did she?!" I raised my voice.

"No."

"God!" I rolled my eyes, rubbing them. "I cant believe you. All of this, this happened because of you! Moms death, it all start with your affair with Dita, Ez going to find moms killer, Angel going insane and joined the mayans, all of this happened because of you. You said that the killer broke our family apart, but it looks like you were the one that broke it." I cried.

"Im sorry."

"Every time you do something horrible, you say youre sorry and then you do it again." I turned to him, looking at him again. He didnt even want to look at me. "This is your fault. Now, I kinda wish it was you instead of mom. You brought her into that life of yours-" I felt a tingle from my cheek. My head turned, He slapped me. I held my cheek and looked at him.

"Don't yell at me."

"I dont even know who you are anymore." I stood up straight. "Felipe or Iganico, I hate you. Te odio." I growled. The boys came in shortly.

"What happened?" Angel asked as he looked at us. Me and my father didn't look away from each other.

"Nothing important." I lied. I walked away and sat on the couch.

"You guys should sleep here tonight." Felipe suggested.

"Im going home." I said, about to stand up but Ez grabbed my arm.

"Come on, its late anyway." I sighed. I looked at my dad, who looked away from me. I nodded my head. Angel brought out the blankets and we crashed. I slept on the old couch. I stayed up all night, listening to the boys snore, but also why haven't dad said anything about Miguel being his son. It had me shook to my core. I went to see if my dad had any alcohol and went outside. Spent about a hour out there, thinking to myself. I drank two beers before i went back inside. I wasn't tired, i was wide awake. Sitting on the chair, looking at my brothers peacefully sleeping. Just the sound of the crickets made my eyes droop.

"Try not to wake her." My eyes slowly open. I swear it was dark and now it was bright outside.

"Too late." I yawned as i smell coffee. Ez and Angel smiled.

"Good morning." My dad said as he came in cups of coffee. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Morning." Ez said.

"Pop." Angel replied. Me and my dad didnt even made eye contact. We all grabbed our cups.

"You sleep at all?" He asked.

"What do you think?"

"Yeah." Ez sighs. "You were right, Angel. This obsession buried me nine years ago. It's doing it again.I should have let it go." Ez shook his head, blaming himself. I sat right to him, holding his hand. "I should've listened to you Marisol. Killing him, it wouldn't bring mom back. I should've listen."

"What happened nine years ago should have never landed on you alone." Angel told him as he sat next to him. "I should have been there with you, EZ. That night, I'm fucking sorry, bro. I should have believed you.Fucking helped you."

"No Ez, dont blame yourself. It wasn't your fault, it never was." I looked at Ez and Angel. "We were in a dark place, we didn't know what we were thinking."

"No." My dad said as he looked at us. "Your mother's dead because of what I did. My sin." I let a soft chuckle. He actually admitted it, how wonderful.

"It doesn't matter anymore, Pop."

"Yes, it does. I'm gonna talk to Dita today get the truth." Angels phone rung. "Why don't you take that? It's been ringing all morning." Angel showed the text to Ez and they both went outside. I sat there in the room with my father, no words were shared. I heard a bike leave and both of the boys came back in. I frowned as im trying to find out who came by.

"We figure this shit out together." Angel pointed at our father. "Understand?"

"Yeah." He nodded, looking away from us.

"Don't do anything without us." We three went To Vickys place as the sad news hit us all. Poor Riz. I actually believe he would make it. Hes was warrior. It broke my heart, he was my best friend.

"Hey, everything cool?" Coco said as we came in the home. I stood behind Angel. He gave me a smile.

"Yeah." I walked up to him and gave him a hug. "Stayed at my dads last night." I rolled my eyes.

"Problems again?" I nodded.

"How's she holding up?" Angel asked. We all looked at Vicky, crying on Taza's shoulder. I wrapped my arms around Coco, my head resting against his chest.

"Rough."

"Riz was her only family this side of the border." I said. She was his aunt.

"I don't give a fuck." We all turned to Bishop, who was talking to the Kings. He looked around, making us look away. The kings left shortly, and we walked to Bishop.

"You all right, Prez?" Angel patted his shoulder.

"Yeah." Bishop quietly nodded.

"Why are the Kings still here?" I asked as i havent move from Coco's arms.

"Paperwork." He looked at us. I know for sure it wasnt about paperwork. "You ready for the vote tomorrow night?" Bishop changed the topic and looked at Ez.

"I'm ready." Bishop patted his arm and left us. Tomorrow is the day we vote if Ez should get patched or not. And well, i dont know whats gonna happen. We decided to go back to the club. It was 'too depressing' Angel had said. Bishop, Hank, and the two other kings followed. They were at the table for a few minutes. We had a drink, looking at the door, waiting to see when they'll come out. Once the two kings left, Hank went in.

"That ain't good." Coco said as he took a sip of his beer.

"When isn't?" I looked at the door.

"Trying to get Bishop to change his mind. Recant the payback." Coco's leg bounced up and down, nervous? Impatient?

"It's fucked, bro. Dondo said Portland's threatening to split."

"You serious?" Gilly shockingly scuffs.

"What does that mean?" Ez joined in.

"It doesn't fucking matter." Coco shook his head.

"Dude, Portland's the second biggest charter." Angel told him.

"They wanna bail, let them. We're the ones living in the fucking jungle, man. Risking our asses every day. Those coconut-ass norteños want shit handed to them?" He's getting pissed. "Fuck that."

"All right, we get it. Just calm down amor." I sweetly said as I placed my hand on his thigh.

"You don't get shit." I placed my hand down, shocked of what he said, made me feel numb. He has never yell at me. "this just can't be about the money. I had that life, and I ain't gonna live it again. This shit happened for a reason. The next right thing is an eye for an eye. Think about that, boy scout," Coco walked up to Ez. "Think about what this means and why you want it. And if the reason ain't something that you can feel in here, then do yourself a favor."
Move the fuck on." Coco walks away from us. The three boys looked at me, i just shook my head. He bumped into Chucky. "Get the fuck out of my way!" Coco pushed Chucky down, looked down and ran off.

"Chucky!" I ran to him. The boys picked him up.

"Its okay, its my fault." He blamed himself. I shook my head.

"No it wasnt." I looked at the door. I grabbed my cane and followed Coco outside. "The fuck was that about? Chucky, seriously?" I limped my way to him.

"Its-" He raised his voice at me.

"What? Bishops fault?" He shuts up. "I get it you're mad but do not take it out on anyone. Especially Chucky."

"Do you think i fucking care right now?" My eyes widen. I fucking know that wasnt for me.

"I fucking know you're not talking to me like that." He just stood there. "I swear to god if you don't apologize to Chucky-"

"Or what?" He scuffs. I chuckled, looking up. I walked closer to him.

"Listen to me nice and closely." I was about a few inches from his face. "I dont have time for your bullshit, this is between you and the club. You better be careful what you say next, because your anger is gonna get yourself killed." Coco gulped. Realize what he had done.

"Marisol, we gotta go." Angel said as Ez and him came out, going to their bikes. I walked away and then I stopped. I turned back.

"Oh, if you yell at me again, I will make you regret it. So, if you are done having a berrinche, call me." He stood there, shocked as I went with Angel and Ez to Angels place.