This chapter has a lot of Spanish words. I did my best to translate all the words that were in
Spanish to English.
Kendall's POV
"I told you I would kill him."
His words keep hunting me everywhere I go. Even when I'm not thinking about it, they still find their own way inside my head. I never got used to it, I simply learned how to handle it better. Not only the killers words, but the nightmares too.
"Kendall? Are you even listening to me?" Trevor, my older brother, asks as he pours some milk into his cereal.
"Yeah, I was. You were talking about planning on going to Mexico for a while." I respond.
I open the fridge and try to look for something good to eat. Deciding whether to simply skip lunch like usual or to actually eat something for once.
"And you're okay with that?" Trevor asks.
I turn to look at him so see him looking right back at me. Trevor is just like him. Always trying to do what's best for us.
"I mean I guess. It's you're decision after all." I say, finally giving up on finding something to eat.
"Well then, do you want to know why I want to go to Mexico?"
"To look for Rebecca."
"Kendall, you shouldn't call her Rebe-"
"Then what am I suppose to call her? Mother? That's not happening! She left us Trevor! She left not only our father, but you, Alex, Xyla, Dean and I. She didn't care about us, her own children! And yet you want to go look for her? For what?" I yell across the kitchen, slowly regretting when I hear Xyla cying from her bedroom upstairs.
"I'm sure there's a reason on why she left us." another voice joins us, great it's Dean.
"Oh really what could that be?" I ask.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." I say again after several seconds later when neither of them say anything back.
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After leaving the kitchen I headed upstairs to make sure Xyla was okay, then I took shower, got dressed, did my hair and make up and then woke Alex and Xyla up for school.
"Come on Alex brush your teeth. Oh and Xyla bring a sweater it's going to be windy today." I say as I shove all the things that I need for work into my purse.
"How come you never tell Dean what you tell Xyla and I." Alex asks.
"Because Dean is an eighteen year old, you're a thirteen year old." I respond.
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I start the car after making sure that Alex did buckled up Xyla and himself and head towards their school.
"Why do you still have bad dreams Xyla? You're a ten year old that's still wakes up crying." Alex says.
"Alex! Stop it, I mean it." I say.
"Sheesh sorry. I was just saying."
I turn the corner once more and head towards Xyla's school.
"Have a good day Xyla, I love you." I tell her.
"I do too." she says before getting out the car.
I turn the radio on and try to find some good music, since there doesn't seem to be one, I decided to put a random one instead.
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After dropping Alex off I head to the restaurant where I work at.
"Buenos dias Kendall. Como estan tu y tus hermanos?" My boss Carmen greets me. (Good morning Kendall. How are you and your siblings doing?)
