Part Two

“Why is she calling Diego? I thought you said this was our time?” Isabella asked for the umpteenth time this week.

I put my phone on silent, placed it on the night stand and turned back to her.

Her body was calling out to me, and even though there was a pit in my stomach after seeing that call and we only had ten minutes left of my lunch break, it was paramount that I left her on a good note.

Now, don’t give me that look! I loved Marisol with all my heart, and we had built something so strong together. But Isabella, adios mio, she was my first drug.

Marisol and I had gotten clean once we found out she was pregnant. I had gotten my act together for her even changed everything about myself just to ensure that she and Sofia were happy. But even then, there was still Isabella.

The problem with being a junkie is that you fall from one addition to another and Isabella was that for me, an addiction that catered to my deepest, darkest desires. She was my first drug. Marisol was my recovery.

“Don’t leave.”

“Cariña, you know I must.”

I pulled her towards me and as I kissed her sweet lips and held her beautiful body to mine, I promised myself that this would be the last time that I would ever use again.

I exited her apartment and turned towards the direction of the diner when my phone rang again.

This time it was work.

“Diego, for fucks sake where have you been! We’ve been trying to reach you.” Janet the receptionist said rather earnestly.

“Eh, relax mama, you got me now. Where’s the fire?”

“Diego……I don’t know…..you… you need to get to the Chestlive hospital quick, its ……..its Marisol and Sofia they…”

Before she could finish her sentence, I hang up, turned around and began to run towards the direction of the hospital when I felt it again. The pit in my stomach that felt like the world was about to end forever.

 

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