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The Spanish greaser groaned and leaned against the arm of the couch, wrapping his hand tighter around his mother's. "Mamaaaaa...."
"This is what happens when you go around with loose lips, mijo. You never know what somebody's going to do." She pressed the icepack against his swollen right eye, then continued to bandage up his hand. "Maybe next time you'll think twice before running your mouth." She leaned over and kissed his forehead.
"You should've seen him though, mama! He was so-- Ah!" He flinched as the blonde on the other side of him flicked his bruised shoulder. "Watch it, Dannita!" He snapped, glaring at her.
"Sorry." She apologized, but the grin that spread over her face said otherwise.
"You will be when I finish with-- Gyah!" He yelped in pain as his mother applied a bit too much pressure to his now broken hand.
"Apologies, Chico." She stood up. "I'm all out of bandages. I'll run to la tienda and get more." T
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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