"Well, im starving." Coco said as we sat down on a booth. Johnny here is treating me with a breakfast. I mean, Who doesn't say no to breakfast?

"When are you not?" I smiled at him. The waiter took our orders. I massaged my neck.

"Whats wrong?"

"I slept wrong. I slept in the living on my dads chair, probably thats why its been hurting like a bitch." The food arrived and we began to eat. Man, its been a while since a breakfast like this. I really dont have time to make pancakes anymore. Plus they weren't as good as my mothers. "So anything new since we last saw each other?"

"Nope, just missing you." I chuckled.

"You are something else Cruz." I took a sip out of my water.

"I got a question for you." Oh no. I get nervous when people say that. I did i do wrong? Did i say something?

"Uh, sure."

"Why don't you ever get mad?" I sat there with a long pause. At least it wasn't bad.

"It's a short life to get mad at things. Sometimes it's stupid to get mad. I learned the hard way after Ez went to prison. Its not worth getting mad at little things, unless its huge." I pat Coco's hand. "Thats why i don't get mad."

"You are a gift full of surprises." He smirks. I laughed out loud. "Im glad that we're here." We ate our food and chatted for hours at the restaurant.

"Man I haven't laughed this hard before." I catch my breath as we left. Since the restaurant was close by my house, we just walked there. I held Coco's hand as we walked back home.

"Tell me Marisol, what do see in the future?" I stopped, still holding his hand.

"Seriously?" He nodded. "Well." We began to walk again. "As a kid, i wanted to get married to Enrique Iglesias, since he was my pretend boyfriend as a kid, he is so hot and-" i looked at Coco who was getting jealous over a celebrity. "But not as hot as you mi amor." He smirked. "I would get proposed at Santa Monica Pier, at the top of the ferris wheel. Then, have kids, definitely having boys. Later, they will hang with uncle Angel and uncle Ez. And then on the weekends, to get away from the kids, go to abuelo Felipes house. and Nothing bad can happen to us." I then remembered, Jimenez. I cant live like this anymore.

"Sounds-"

"Stupid? Thats what 10 year old Marisol was thinking." We stopped at my front yard.

"Sounds something i would love to live in." I started to blush. "I will be with you every step of the way."

"Its a 10 year olds fantasy."

"And it could be ours." He kissed my lips. "The kids would definitely start learning how to ride motorcycles at the age 6."

"Oh definitely." I nodded my head. "Well, you have to go, be safe. Text me when you get back." I kissed him.

"I always do." We stood there like teenagers who aren't allowed to touch each other. "Leave the door open?"

"In the back." We hugged each and Coco drove off. I went in my house and sat down in the living room. I pulled out my phone. I dialed a number. "Hey, its me. Meet me the bar in 20. I want to talk." I walked out the house and made my way to the bar. The only bar near us. I sat down in a booth and waited. The door opens and I sat straight up.

"Hi." Jimenez sat down across from me.

"Hi."

"What do you want to talk about?" He ordered beer.

"I want out." KJ took off his sunglasses and looked at me.

"Thats a dangerous move there, Marisol."

"Its the right thing to do. I got nothing to say. You dont need me. Ez might work for you, but I dont." We didnt say a word when the waitress came and give KJ his beer. When she left, i continued. "I have a life KJ. A boyfriend who i would like to be with, without any police officers up my ass."

"If you do this-"

"I made up my mind. Im done. Im out. You can shove my deal up your ass." I got up but KJ grabbed my hand and set me down again.

"Are you certain? Did you tell Ez?"

"Its better than being a fucking puppet." I sighed. "So, im certain. Im done. You can tell your people i have no involvement."

"I cant, they have to see you. They follow you, they-"

"Fine!" I yelled out. I rubbed my hands over my face. "But im done."

"Understood." I bit my lip. "Can you convince Ez about turning Emily?" I snapped my head to him. "Sorry." I looked away. "You really care about this guy."

"More than anything." I sighed. "You cant tell Angel, or even anyone that I part of this. Just pretend that nothing happened. You owe me that."

"I owe you that." I played with my ring. "After years you still remember i owe you."

"Of course."

"I forgot what it was."

"I saved your ass from my abusive tio, your abusive dad." He nodded his head. "We were like that what?"

"We were fucking young." I smirked. I pulled out a 20 bill. I set on the table.

"Drive safely Kevin. Thank you." I placed my hand on his shoulder. He grabbed my hand.

"Sure thing prima." I walked away. I put my hands in my pockets. It was nice and peaceful as i walked. The neighbors were watering their plants, kids playing soccer in the road and other kids playing tag. I smiled as I remembered that used to be me, Angel and Ez when we were kids. Playing soccer, me hitting Angel in the face with the ball. Playing tag, me always being it since the boys were much faster than I was. I opened the door and saw my dad sitting in the living room and watch the Dodgers baseball rerun games. out nowhere the kids ran as one kid screamed out,

"Murciélago!" They all ran for their lives.

"Hey papi." I kissed his cheek.

"Hola mija."

"Got the mail?" I walked to the kitchen. I sat down and looked at the mail. I put aside the trash ones and the important ones. I saw that the gas bill was overdue, so was the light bill.

"Marisol."

"I think i got some left over money, i can pay off the light next week. Uh, maybe-"

"Im sorry." He sat down with me.

"For what?" He looked at the letters. "Dad, dont worry. I got it covered."

"The shop is slow."

"I can get a job. I saw that the bar was needing people. Since me and Chris-"

"You dont have to work."

"But papi, its the only way."

"I dont want you to work."

"I can do it." I put my hand on his. "Let me do something for once papi." I looked at him. "Let me help." He never liked it when we helped, it makes him feel like his taking advantage of us.

"I love you mija."

"I love you too dad." It was time for bed, for my dad of course. He said good night and went to his room. Ez comes in a few minutes later. I popped open a beer and leaned against the counter top. Ez jumped as he saw me. "Hey hermano."

"Scared me." I chuckled. He warmed up some food and sat down. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"Its not that late." I took a sip of my beer. "Coco is coming later, so i gotta wait for him."

"Well, then." He smiled at me. "You still owe me how you and Coco got together." I hid my smile behind my bottle.

"Well, Angel was the match maker. After the whole Roberto thing, he made Coco drive me everywhere. He was really sweet to me when the MC went to pay Roberto a visit. We became friends, we developed feelings for each other and then one night we ate and we made out." I started to blush.

"God, You guys had sex." He said with laughter. "Come on!"

"My bad." I put my hands up.

"You spend too much with him, he says that." We both smiled. "Coco is a good guy. He cares about you. He never shuts up about you. He misses you when we go on runs. Im glad you found someone that makes you happy."

"Hes the whole package." I pointed at him.

"And please don't talk about your sex life. You're my baby sister."

"Oh well." I finished my beer. "Good night hermano, see you tomorrow." I kissed his head.

"Good night hermanita."