Mason
I stared at him as he watched me with no expression on his face, it was like he was trying to stare right into my soul.
"And also because I missed you" and my heart started beating fast.
I missed him too, we used to be close growing up, when they moved to the house across of us, our fathers used to hang out together so I had no choice but to hang out with him, or babysit him, since I am eight years older than him.
He looked up to me, he said it not me, he used to follow me everywhere saying he wanted to be with me all the time and since our fathers were always together, it meant we should also always be together and I used to allow him because he was actually a pretty okay person for his age.
My friends like him, they liked having him around even though he hated every single one of them for some unknown reason. I would always ask him but he would just get angry and go home, so I stopped talking about my friends to him and I stopped having him over when they're around and having them over when he's around.
He was like my shadow, he acted like he was my conjoined twin.
"Okay, uhm- what do you want to discuss with me" I asked him, my body was itching to know. We haven't seen each other since I went back to college after the last summer I had visited home.
I was 21 he was 13, I used to babysit him ever since I turned 19 and they moved across from us when he was 11.
I never saw him after that summer because I never went back home, my dad was shot on a mission and my mom moved to a different city. I know it was hard for her having to see my dad's belongings being handed over to her after a failed job.
Our house over there is still vacant and I don't know if I can bring myself to ever visit there.
It's under my name so I can do whatever I want with it. My mom said if I want to sell, rent it out or even demolish it, it's all up to me.
I did plan on going back the next summer because I wanted to see mr Rafael and Damian but I found out the Alvaros had moved back to Spain and that was the last time I had heard of them.
And now, now, Damian is seated in front of me all grown up, he's not the skinny guy who used to promise to beat all the boys in our neighborhood for messing with me.
I can't believe I missed him growing up to become the man that he is now, I can just imagine how his growing up phase would have been. I'm sure we would have had a lot of arguments but we would still settle before the sun sets.
I went from knowing everything about the kid to knowing nothing about him.
I really did miss him.
"It's about Demon salazar" my eyes immediately widened as he mentioned that name.
Demon Salazar.
He was the same man my father was supposed to arrest and bring to justice during his days, rumors have it, my father died in the hands of Demon Salazar and I promised to avenge his death.
I will have that disgusting man dead or alive, which ever way, I will have my father's death avenged.
I can't have him die in vain.
No one knew my partner and I were going after that notorious drug lord except our team and us, so how did he find out
"Wha-what?, how-how do you know that name?" Dumb question I know. He's a very known drug lord, everyone in America and Europe knew about the man.
They say he's faceless, no one knows what he actually looks like, many people say he looks old and others say he looks young.
Some says he has one eye, some says he still has both.
Some says he's fit and others say he has the stomach the size of a middle school football coach.
"He's a well known drug lord from Spain Mason, everyone is bound to hear about him" he lets out a sigh before he moved forward, I can see his fingers twitch.
"I want to help you catch him" he spoke confidently, with authority even, like he wasn't asking me to let him assist, no, no, no, he was telling me he's going to help me
"No" I gave my short answer, he's not a police officer, and besides how will he help us in catch the man with no face and is literally untraceable.
"Oh come on, why?" He asked, I stared right at him and I can tell he was forcing himself not to complain.
He hated when I told him no, and I guess some things never change.
"Damian, are you really asking me why?" I rose my brow in a questing manner. "You're neither a cop nor do you work for the government"
"And yet I somehow know how to get to him and you dont" he said as he shot me a small glare, he was mocking me.
I hate when he acts smarter than me, it always fed his ego.
"You're not helping us and that's final, you can help yourself out" I stood up and he stood up too, I walked towards my door and he followed suit.
"You're asking me to leave because I want yo help you out?" He almost yelled out, but chose to keep his voice low instead, I guess he remembered how much I hate being yelled at
"You do know I'm helping you out and I'm asking for nothing in return, like do you know that if I help you out, I might actually get killed for ratting him out" I can hear the frustration in his voice, he's very close to whining and I do not have the time or energy for it.
"I honestly thought you would have at least grown out of this bad habit you have" he scoffed and that made me angry for some reason.
Bad habit?
"Bad habit??" I yelled at him as I glared into his already glaring eyes, I can see his brow twitch, which means he's frustrated.
"Yes, you have a bad habit, it's like you'll die if you ever have anymore help you or if you ask for help" he said as he folded his arm on his chest, which caused his arms to flex a bit.
"I'm sorry if I like doing MY JOB on my own, without getting help from anyone" I rolled my eyes as I opened my door
"Please leave and I don't want to see you here again with that bullshit alright?, next next time you visit it should be because you missed me and want to catch up" i stood besides my opened door.
He walked over to me and bent to my level so we can be face to face, I gulped as I immediately smelt his cologne. He smelled good.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before I opened them up again.
"I won't come here with this anymore" I wanted to reply before he raised his finger to shush me, his finger feels cold on my lips. I looked into his eyes as he continued.
"we will have dinner tomorrow instead and i will give you a little tell on his next movement" he stood up straight and smiled at me, his finger has left my lips.
And for some reason my lips felt lighter.
"Good night Mace, it was nice seeing you again, I missed you" he said as he brought his hand to my cheek and used his thumb to rub on it, he took his hand off my face and winked at me before walking away.
I watched his back as he continued walking, he was large, he wasn't as big as me, but he was taller and he was like mostly made of muscles.
He stood at least 6'4 or 6'5 since I'm 6'1.