CHAPTER 7

Isadora's POV

It's late, or if you want to be precisely accurate then it's really early. 2 am to be exact. I should be asleep but Im buzzing. I can't believe I'm in an actual relationship. 6ft 2, sun kissed tattooed skin, golden honey eyes, muscles that make you drool and a bit of a spanish accent.... and he's all mine? ...... Yes. All mine. Laying in bed, high on happiness, I hear frantic banging on my door, then I hear my name.

"Isadora!.... Isadora open the door! It's Javier!"

Javier? What the hell is he doing here? I shoot out of bed and answer the door. I open it to reveal a blood splattered Javier breathing heavy. Why is there blood on him!?

"What the fuck Javier!? Why is there blood on you!? What happened!?"

"You need to come with me right now!" He screamed, grabbing my arm hard and yanking me out of my apartment.

"Javier stop! That hurts!" I yank free and he stops, turning angrily back towards me.

"Rafael was shot. They're removing the bullet from his shoulder as we speak. He