I woke up to the sound of something buzzing. It kept going and groaned. It was my phone. I reached out to get it, getting out of Andres' brace, and walked up to my bag. It was Hank.

"Hank?" I yawned.

"You need to come to the hospital."

"For what?" I was still waking up.

"Marisol, Ez was shot." With that, I hung up, grabbing clothes. Andres turns and see me putting on a shirt.

"What happened?"

"Ez, my brother. He got shot. I need to go to the hospital. Fuck!" I shoved my foot in my shoe.

"Ill drive." Andres quickly gets out of bed and changes. When we were on our way, the ride was quiet.

"Listen." I coughed up. "Whatever we did last night was a mistake. I was drunk and wasn't thinking straight." Andres look back at me.

"Alright." He shakes off.

"Okay?"

"One time thing, I get it. Don't gotta worry, it didn't mean anything to me either." I just nod it off and stared at out of the window.

—

I ran inside the hospital, Andres following me. The nurses kept telling me that Ez was on a different floor each time. And on my way here, I found out the som of a bitch who shot him was in the same hospital. I reached to see Creeper and Hank standing in front of a room, with different Mayans.

"Where is he!" I yelled out. The men turned to see me, fucking pissed.

"Marisol wait." Creeper pushes me away from the room.

"Where the son of a bitch that shot him!?" Nobody said anything. "Uh!" I saw him sitting all comfy as if I wasn't going to go in and kill him. "I'm going to kill you! At least I got the balls to finish the job!" I screamed as Creeper and Tranq had to literally pick me up and move me. The other Mayans started to laugh, which made me more angry.

"Back up!" They hand me to Andres.

"Nobody fucks with the Reyes' you hear me!" Andres had to grab me from charging in there. "Get the fuck off me." I pushed him away.

"Calm down." He whispers as he looks down at me. He has no idea what he just got into.

"Calm down? You want me to calm down?" I yelled at him. "That piece of shit shot my brother and you want me to calm down?"

"Yes I do."

"Dont tell me what to do." I bumped into him as I walked away from him. Andres puts his hands on his hips and drops his head. I walked into Ez's room, Angel was already there. They looked at me as I entered, but they frowned as they saw Andres. "He's with me."

"Yeah, okay."

"I'll be out here." Andres heads out of the room. I Ran into Ez's arm. He winced.

"Whats up with you with guys with big noses?" Angel looks out at Andres.

"Mind your business."

"You right, Coco has a long nose." Ez joined.

"Shut the fuck up."

"Hate to say it, Roberto did have one too." The boys smiled. Right now, they'll be in a coma. "You got a nose fetish." Angel sings as he bops my nose.

"No I don't!" I smacked his arm from my face. "Can we shut the fuck about the damn noses!? Ez got shot!" Ez noticed that I wasn't wearing my ring, so I hid my hand by crossing my arms. I looked at him. "You good?"

"Not dead yet." We sighed. "Thanks, I'm so glad you both care."

"Sit your ass down, you might rip a stitch." I helped Ez down but he refused my help and sat down himself.

"Wheres pop?" I looked at Angel. I didn't know a thing.

"He came by but i sent him home." Of course be did.

"He pissed about his truck?"

"Really Ezekiel? I think he cares about how his favorite kid almost died than the stupid truck." I pinched my nose.

"But why the fuck does Flaco got a room and you're stuck in this fucking ghetto?" Angel paced around the room.

"Cause he got the worst of it." Ez grunts in pain. I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Doesn't matter, he fucking shot you."

"I took a bullet, he took a Scooby-Doo van." Ez cracks a joke. Either me or Angel laughed.

"This isn't funny." I shook my head and then silence. Angel and I thought the same thing. Ez could've gotten killed. Ez could've died. "Gabby, you know how much danger she could've been? What if it was her?"

"And she's okay. Angel, Marisol," he comes behind us. "Im alright. Promise." We nodded our heads. Im still not okay with this. Ez kisses my head and pats my shoulder. The curtains opened and here came Tranq, Bishop and Taza.

"You okay?"

"Does he look-"

"Marisol, please." Ez stops me. "Im gonna be walking funny for a while."

"What the fuck happened?"

"Came out of nowhere. No warning, they just start blasting."

"Any word from Ibarra?" Bishop turns to Tranq.

"Radio silence."

"Can you ride?"

"Can he-" I turned around. "He's not going anywhere. He needs to heal!"

"Fuck no he cant ride." Angel was on my side.

"I can ride." Ez stands up. Me and Angel look at each other as if he ignored us. What were we, walls?

"Okay get out of town. This morning. Take the girl with you."

"Im not running. They came after me, i want to fucking handle it."

"No, imma handle it." Angel steps up.

"Absolutely not!" I scuffed. "I don't want you to get shot either. Losing mom is enough for me."

"Nobody is doing shit until I say so!" Bishop yells at us. "Anything goes down, the cops are coming for you first, so we need you gone while I figure out the next move."

"What the fuck is there figure out? I want kill this son of a bitch." I growled at Bishop. The curtains opened and it was Gabby and Andres.

"We're just leaving." Bishop turns to us. "Im not asking." The three Mayans left us alone. Bishop gave Andres a nasty look as he pass by, Taza and Hank nodded their heads.

"Hey, Andy." Angel waves to Andres to come closer.

"Andres." I corrected him. Angel and Ez stood face to face with Andres.

"I need you to take Marisol to our pops place, pack a bag and stay there."

"I don't need a babysitter." I crossed my arms. "Especially dad being mine."

"She can stay at home, I'll take care of her." The two men laughed.

"Thats cute, but this is serious shit. We're not gonna ask again." Angel pats Andres cheek.

"Fine." Just as we were gonna go, Angel whistles. Andres turns back.

"Are you fucking our sister?" He said out of nowhere.

"Angel!"

"Sleep with your sister?" Andres smirks and lets out a laugh. He looks at my brothers. "Nice meeting you guys again." He winks and puts his hand on my lower back as we left.

"Thanks." I gave Gabby a small smile. I purposely walked pass Paco's room and saw that Galindo's men were covering the door.

"Marisol stop." Creeper ran behind me as I past him. "Marisol!"

"Don't start." Andres growls as he and Creeper pulled me back.

"The fuck you doing here?" I spat on Nestor.

"Alvarez."

"You need to go." Creeper tells me. "Don't risk it."

"You think scared of a bitch who braids his hair and wears fucking sunglasses inside?"

"Marisol, now." Andres pulls me away.

"Yeah, now, Mayan bitch." I was gonna jump him before Creeper holds me back. "You don't look too good, been drinking? Because one day your drunk mouth of yours is gonna get yourself killed."

"You don't know me." I threw my hands up. "By the way who you calling a Mayan bitch? You're Galindos bitch, doing his errands and shit, just like the bitch you are."

"Vamos." Andres grabs my arm and pulls me away from Nestor.

—

So Andres did end up dropping me off at my dads. We saw him cleaning the blood out of the truck. He saw us get out and head his way.

"Mr. Reyes, nice to meet you." Andres sticks his hand out for my dad to shake.

"You are?"

"Andres Cortez." My dad shook his hand. "Need help? I got you." Andres rolls up his sleeves and checks the truck out. Pops raised an eyebrow and looked at me.

"A friend." He looks at me again. "Stop that." I walked back to the house and to my room. I could hear the men chatting from upstairs in my room. I sat on my bed and looked at the mirror. My eyes were red, dark. What a good giveaway Marisol. I saw my door open and it was Carla.

"Fucking Christ." She puts her hand over her chest.

"Carla, what are you doing here?" She closes the door behind her and scans the room.

"Sorry, your dad let me in. Andres texted me that you had to go to the hospital and I thought something happened to you."

"It was Ez. Im fine."

"Is Ez good? What happened?" She comes closer to me.

"He says he's fine. He got shot last night by one of their own." Carla shakes her head.

"He's going to be okay?"

"I sure hope so." I laughed it off. Carla looks around my room. It got awkward as we stood there. "Cool room."

"Thanks." I brushed my hair back. "Thanks for coming, you're like the first person to ever like, show you cared about me."

"I care about you." She breaths out. "I panicked since a couple nights ago, you weren't doing too hot."

"Yeah, sorry about that. It-"

"You don't need to apologize." She looks at me. "Everyone has those days right?"

"Right." I held her hand, bringing her back to me. "Thanks for the other night. I didn't mean to yell at you. Thanks for calling Ez."

"Its cool." Carla looks at me for a minute. We didn't say anything. Carla cups my face and kisses me. This caught me off guard. My eyes widen. She opens hers and steps back. "Shit."

"Carla, its fine."

"Nah, you're with Coco and I shouldn't have done that." She wipes her lips with her hand.

"Carla." I reached out for her again. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Fuck." She lets go and runs out. I chased after her but she was gone.

"Damn it." I swore to myself in the middle of the road.

—

Andres left and I was alone with my dad. I kept calling Carla but she didn't answer. God knows how many voicemails I left her.

"Carla, just call me back. You didn't do anything wrong. Please." I said as I hung up. I rubbed my temples and my dad comes in.

"What happened to the girl?"

"She thought she did something wrong but she didn't." I wasn't going to tell him that she kissed me. Who knows how he'll react to that.

"Hmm." He hums as he gets a beer out of the fridge. I got up and went to my room, I needed to clear my mind. "Where you're going? Angel-"

"Ill be back." I shut the door behind me and made my way to a bar. I sat down, drowning myself with my thoughts. A man sat next to me as I smoked and chugged the last bit of my drink. I raised my glass to the bartender for more.

"Marisol." I turned to see my tio. KJ's dad. Wonderful.

"Tio." The bartender poured me another drink and a beer. "What a family reunion."

"Surprised to see your papi let you come here." He chuckled as he swallows his drink whole.

"He doesn't know I'm here." I leaned to him. "Our little secret." I laughed to myself.

"Guess it runs in the family."

"What?"

"We like to drink."

"At least I wont beat my kid to shit when I do." I cheered to that. He looks at me, shaking his head. "What?"

"Nothing."

"Are you gonna sit there and not buy me a drink? Come on Tio, be happy to have a someone by you."

"You should cool it down Marisol Fernanda." I laughed again.

"Dont start being a dad. Don't tell me about drinking." I slammed the money on the countertop. "Tio." I got up and he turns around.

"Ill see you around. I'll save you your seat. I know youll be back." I rolled my eyes and walked back home. I was wobbling my way back, trying walk in a straight line, rub my belly and pat my head.

"Marisol!" I saw Johnny walking towards me. I froze right there in front of him. He ran to me but tried to get him off me.

"Let me go Johnny!"

"Listen to me, you have to leave. Isaac know who you are!" Marisol started to walk away but Coco followed her.

"I dont know any Isaac's."

"Marisol."

"Why do you care, hm?" Marisol turned to him, slurring her words. "You're the one that broke up with me. You don't have to tell me what to do anymore."

"I care about you. Leave Santo Padre."

"Care about me? If you did you wouldn't be a drug addict." Johnny steps forward. He smelled the alcohol on her, she reeks of it.

"Have you been drinking? Are you drunk right now?"

"Stop that! Im not drunk! Why won't you just leave me alone!?"

"Because I love you!"

"Don't." Marisol points at him. "Don't give that bullshit. You chose drugs over your family. I trusted you and you spit all over me. Is this how you repay me? What is up with you men?" Marisol shrugs her shoulders. They were at the Reyes's house, somehow. "Get the fuck out of here, i won't ask again."

"Isaac-"

"Who gives a fuck about Isaac!? You dragged me into your mess. I can't believe you." At this point. Nothing was making any sense. Marisol was too drunk to think, everything was just coming out like nothing.

"Ill fix this."

"I heard that one before." Coco left, but kept turning to see her standing, watching him leave. Marisol looks at the house and left a little light-headed. She held her head, trying to keep her balance but collapsed on the front lawn. The world was spinning. But all she did was smile. The feeling of numbness and nothing was a great feeling, a feeling that Marisol has been wanting for a long time. 

Felipe saw her in the yard and helped her up and took her to her room. He was devastated to see her like this. He took off her shoes, tucked her into bed. Marisol hums and knocks out. Felipe watches over her. He did this to her. It was his fault that she crashed. He brought her into this Mayan world and there was no way for her to get out.