Camila | Rafinha Alcántara (ON A HEIST)

| Cuarenta y uno. |

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"What the hell is this Mariana?" I whispered, freaking out.
"Um.. surprise?" She smiled.
"Ay mi hermosa!" I heard my abuela from my mom's side.
"Hola abuela" I hugged her tightly.
"Mira nomas, estas brillando!" She exclaimed.
"Creo que son las lucesitas" I chuckled.
"Ay no digas eso" She scolded playfully.
"Hola abuelo, como estas?" I said loudly.
"Muy bien mi reina y tu?" He asked
"Bien gracias."
"Y la reinacita?" He said referring to the baby.
"Saludable."

After greeting all my mom's side of the family, it was time to great my dad's although they're very distant since they're not a fan of my mom.

"Hola avo" I said, low key afraid.
"Luna." She looked at me.
"Um, how are you?" I said trying to start a conversation.
"I've been better" She said avoiding eye contact. I give up. I sighed and got up.
"You have a whole life ahead of you. Why give it up now." She said as soon as I was about to walk away.
"What?"
"The baby. You're only 18 years old. You don't even have the dad. On second thought, where is he?" She asked.
"All due respect, that is none of your concern nor it's your place to judge me when you only decided to visit us about 4 times for the past 21 years. Where's MY avo?"
"What's going on?" My mom came in.
"I was just seeing how she was in following her mother footsteps." She said referring to her having kids young too.
"Excuse me?" She said angrily.
"Mamae that's enough." My dad butted in.
"You can juzgarme all you want, but you will NOT judge my daughter." My mom shouted.
"The minute I heard your name, I knew you were trouble." My grandma stood up.
"MAMAE PARE." He shouted.
"Fuck all this." I muttered as I walked away. "Mari cancel this bullshit." I told her as I walked inside.
"But I worked my ass of-"
I shut the door before she could even finish her sentence. I went upstairs to my old room before I moved out. My pictures and poster were all up still. I came across the picture of my sibling and I with Raf, and Thi during the last world cup before my dad retired. All decked out in Brasil's national colors while my mom still had us have some of Mexico's on our faces even though they were out. I laughed as I remembered a small memory when Thi fell down a flight of stairs when he was trying to get down to congratulate our dads.
I started thinking about how much I miss him. I felt so bad the night he left for his debut. I don't know if I just happen to have bad luck with the Alcantara boys or what but it has to be before they leave. But that night Thi told me how he didn't want to leave. He'd say because he's scared, his family won't be with him, he'd lose contact with everyone and all that but I always told him he worked hard to get where he wanted to be. The actual reason was because he was "in love" with me and he wanted to stay for us and how he's always hoped for a future together and all that jazz. I did feel the same way. But it was wrong. We tried when we were like 13/14 years old but there was just so many conflicts. He started getting unhappy, so was I and only at 14 years old. I was literally 2 years old in Luna years. But 2 years after he thought since we were much older, we could work it out. I still had the feelings. But my gut told me no. We've been in each other's lives since even before we were conceived. I don't want to ruin all these years because we're so alike. We're so stubborn. What I never liked was that he always does what he wants. Rarely acknowledge what I wanted. But yet everyone wanted us to be together. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if some wished this was his kid and not Raf. With Raf it was different. He always took what I thought into consideration. After Thi left, Raf and I got super close. It's reasonable because all these years it was Luna and Thiago, Luna and Thiago. I never got to connect with the kid. He was always known to be the excluded from everything only because he was the baby and "He never would understand". I did develop feelings when I started getting close but some of Thi was still there. I was never so confused in my life. I never knew what I wanted. I became severely depressed. Did I want the guy who I liked since I was like 10? Or did I want the guy who I just liked for 2. The pressure for Thi and I was what drove me to lose feelings a bit. It's like we had to do all this for a show. We never knew how we wanted to go. I considered at one point to pick Rafael but being with him while containing this secret was eating me alive. One time I went on a trip with our mutual godfather about 4 years ago. That was when we hit a deep part of "relationship" and well you know stuff happened which I hope you know what it means. If yall really that innocent, let's just say Raf wasn't the first.. Yeah I know super young, yeah we thought we was the shit. And after that's when everything was complicated. Like we let that incident affect us. God forbid Rafael finds out.