FLASHBACK
6 years ago
A petite ten years old girl was playing at a park near her foster parents house alone. She was running around imagining a world where her parents were alive and loved her.
At this moment her life wasn't the best, but still, wasn't the worst either. She was living with a couple, Maria and Chris. They didn't like the girl, but were using her for money.
Meanwhile, Javier, a twelve years old boy, was passing by. He was looking at the scenery. The big green trees and the flying birds.
It's beautiful and peaceful.
He had loving parents, but sometimes wishes that they had a different line of work. He wishes he could have a normal childhood.
He wishes people would be friends with him, not be scared of him.
As the little girl, Aurora, runs from the imaginary family, the one she created in her head just so she could feel loved and wanted, she bumped into someone.
She was falling to the hard pavement. As she was about to collide with the ground two arms held her small frame.
Javier was quick to catch the little girl that had just bumped into him.
Aurora looked up through her eyelashes to be faced with a brown haired boy with the most captivating brown eyes she has ever seen.
He was taller than her and looked older. She guessed that he was two years older than her.
"Sorry." she says shyly to the boy. Her cheeks red from embarrassment.
"It's okay, just be more careful next time." he said softly at her as a small smile played in his lips. "Where are your parents?" questioned Javier worried about the girl.
As he questioned her, he noticed her demeanor change. Her eyes saddened and became glossy.
"I don't know." she answered truthfully. Her head down and her hair covering her face. The tears on her eyes threatening to fall.
She didn't know where her biological parents were as they left her at the orphanage and she didn't consider Maria and Chris her parents.
She was young, naive but not stupid. She knew that they were using her for money and that they hated her.
Parents are supposed to take care and love their children. They are supposed to support the physical, emotional, social and intellectual development of a child.
A parent give direction, impose rules, use discipline, set limits, establish and follow through consequences, hold their children accountable for their behavior, and teach values.
They provide the guidance that helps their children to change, grow and mature.
But Maria and Chris weren't like that. They were a couple that had girl living under their roof in exchange for money.
They use the money that was supposed to buy food, clothes and daily needs for Aurora. They use for their personal needs and not for the child that they were supposed to take care.
The little girl barely ate and had clothes. She had to live with the bare minimum.
"Where do you live?" asked the boy. He was thinking the worst situation, that being the girl living alone in the streets.
"With Maria and Chris." she answered. Her eyebrows drew together upon the boy's question.
"Where are they?"
"At home."
"Why are you here alone?"
He started to ask Aurora questions about her living situation. Worry was the only thing detected on his voice.
She answered all of them. Telling Javier all about the couple that were supposed to take care of her.
"What's your name?" the naive girl asked Javier. Suddenly she smiled as a idea popped into her head. "Do you want to be friends?"
She had hope that the boy before her would accept to be her friend. Her first and only.
As a kid she was never taught that is dangerous to talk to strangers. Her parents never had the chance to teach her about the hidden demons that walk around the world.
They didn't have the chance to tell her that sometimes our minds see what our heart wish was true.
The word is full of monsters with friendly faces and angels full of scars.
She never had friends because everyone bullied her. She was naive and decided to ask the first person that had ever payed mind to her if he wanted to be her friend. She saw the worry in his eyes and felt as if he could protect her, she felt safe on his embrace.
She felt like they were soulmates. But not the romantic type, there are certain people you'll meet and connect more than anyone else, and will understand each other perfectly.
And that's how they're friendship started.
But little did they know what the future had planned for both of them.
flashback over
Javier was now 18 years old. He was really tall, with brown hair and brown eyes. He was getting ready to a dinner with the italians, their partner and allies.
Being the Spanish Mafia heir wasn't simple. Because of his family business, legal and illegal, he had to move away. And behind he left Aurora, his best friend.
The only person who understood him perfectly, his best friend. His sister, not by blood. His family.
He knew that Aurora's worst enemy was her mind. He knew she thought he had left because he didn't love her and that if he had a choice he would still leave.
But that was the opposite of what happened. Javier tried everything he could to stay, his parents loved Aurora as a daughter, but they needed to go. It was best for the family business.
When finished, Javier made his way to the front door where his parents were waiting. The family made their way to the Marino's mansion.
Arriving at the big black gates with the letter 'M' in the middle, the guards let them in. Driving a bit more before getting to the front door, they get out of the car and before they could ring the bell a maid opens the big black doors.
The Hernández family was greeting the Mariano family as they heard a clicking sound of heels behind them. Turning around they were face to face to a familiar girl.
Aurora.
Shock was evident on their faces.
Javier stared at his best friend. The person he misses the most and haven't seen for a year.
Without thinking, he said the first thing that came into his mind. His voice broke as he felt overwhelmed by his emotions.
"Aurora."
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Aurora's bedroom, bathroom and closet: