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Bad Boys Ride or Die (Armando x Reader) PART THIRTEEN (LAST PART OF S1)

Death. The end of the life of a person or organism. A permanent ending. Such a weird thing to be able to grasp. A person is here with you one minute and then gone the next while time slowly passes by, ignoring the fact that person once existed. It had been a couple months since the operation happened. Since the death of McGrath and the passing of Armando and Ladybug. You took a deep breath and knocked on the door that was in front of you. You weren’t sure what reactions you were about to receive from the other end since it’s been a minute since you’ve last seen them. However you knew that it was time to stop running from the pain and just face the fact that Armando wasn’t here anymore.

You could feel yourself become self-conscious. Becoming uncomfortable in the clothes that you were wearing. You had cut your hair short, allowing your tight curls to shape itself into a small circular shape. You looked down to see a small table next to the door. Setting down the pan that you were holding, you began to straighten out your dress and jacket. You weren’t sure what Mike and the others would say once they saw you. Would you be too awkward? Too weird? You took a deep breath, knocked on the door and then grabbed the pan to hold it in front of you.

“You look fine, no worries.”, you thought.

“Well here goes nothing…”, you whispered to yourself as you waited for the door to open. You listened as you began to hear loud voices approach the door. Watching as the door opened, you were greeted by Marcus and Mike arguing with each other. You cleared your throat and watched as they turned their attention from each other onto you. You could feel your heart drop while their eyes burned into your skin. What were they thinking? Did they like your new look?

“Hey…”, you smiled, nervously holding up the pan of macaroni and cheese that was in your hand. You watched as they slowly examined you up and down.

“Hey!”, Marcus grinned. “You look different.”

“Is that bad?”you asked, looking at him. You could feel the back of your neck become hot, hoping that it wasn’t a horrible thing.

“Hell no! You look good, I love it.”, Mike added, pulling you in.

You turned your attention to Mike and then back to Marcus, seeing him nodding his head in agreement. You could feel the nervousness leave your body, it had been a couple months since you have seen the team so you weren’t sure how they would react however so far, good reactions.

You followed him inside and watched as Marcus shut the door.

“How have you been…it’s been a long time since we’ve seen you.”, Mike asked, while looking at you.

“No seriously, we need to catch up because this new look…with your hair and this glow that’s going on, we are needed for conversation, a good one.”, Marcus smiled, grabbing the pan out of your hand and walking towards the kitchen.

“Yeah...”, you mumbled, looking around Mike’s house. You turned your attention past the kitchen that led to the backyard. “Is that where everyone is at? Dorn and Kelly?”

“Yeah but just to warn you. Rita is here…. I know that you guys don’t get along, so as your partner… I figured it’ll be good for me to warn you.”, Mike explained, waving at you to follow him.

“Thanks for the heads up.”, you replied, following him to the backyard. You appreciated the fact that he took the time out about Rita’s presence. You didn’t exactly hate her, however the attitude that she always had bothered you. You liked peace and being around those who seem to hate that, made you dislike them.

You watched as Dorn, Kelly, and Rita laughed. Whatever conversation that they were having had to be good since Dorn’s face was turning red.

“Hey guys you won’t believe who finally—”

“Y/N!!!”Kelly yelled, setting her drink down and running towards you. You met her half way and felt her hands wrap around you tightly. It felt good to see Kelly, she was one of the only people beside Marcus and Mike to text and call you, even when you would go ghost.

“It’s so good to see you y/n, seriously and you look amazing!”, she smiled, breaking the hug.

“Thank you and it’s good to see you too.”, you responded, watching as Dorn and Rita stood there.

“You look different, in a good way though.”, Dorn added while staring at you. You watched as he put his finger on his chin and walked around you.

“Your hair is different.”

“Yeah I cut it.”, you laughed, rubbing the back of your neck.

“Yeah but…it’s something else, there’s a glow on your face…I’ll figure it out.”, he continued, giving you a hug.

“I said the exact same thing.”Marcus joined, pointing at you. You watched as everyone turned to look at you. They were examining your entire body and were looking at each other for clues. Answers.

“Well this is awkward…”, you whispered, turning your attention to the long table underneath the patio. “Sit down?”, you continued, trying to break the awkward silence that was happening. You turned around and began walking towards the long white table. Pulling out the chair and sitting down, you watched as the others followed.

“By the way, the food should be done in a few!”Reggie yelled, as he stood in front of the barbeque pit.

You watched as Mike and Marcus sat in the chairs next to you, as the others filled the rest.

“Where’s Christine and Theresa?”you asked, looking at Mike and Marcus.

“They are dealing with the kids right now, they should be out in a few.”Marcus responded, looking down at his phone.

“Y/N!”Christine and Theresa yelled in unison as they walked over to the table. You turned around to see Christine and Theresa walking towards you, while the rest of the family followed behind him.

“Hey you two look beautiful, as always.”, you smiled. Pulling your chair back to get up and hug them.

Hugging Christine and then Theresa, you sat back down and watched as each person sat in an empty chair.

“It’s so good to see you y/n, it’s been forever.”, Christine beamed, leaning into the table.

“I know, it has.”

“Yeah how have you been holding, what have you been doing these last…what…six...seven months?”Marcus questioned, setting his phone down.

You observed as everyone turned their attention to you, allowing curiosity to be shown across their faces.

“I’m good..holding up.”, you chuckled, leaning back into your chair. You knew that was a lie and you were sure that they knew it also. You were holding on by a thread, each and every day. Barely surviving, however, now without a choice.

“How are you really?”

“DORN?!”Kelly yelled, awkwardly while looking at him.

“What? I mean no harm, it’s just that…it's obvious?”, he explained, pointing at you. You watched as everyone slowly turned their attention back to you after listening to Dorn.

“I’m good, really.”, you replied, allowing a small smile to leave your lips. You watched as Marcus and Mike looked at each other and then at everyone else.

“Can everyone go inside for a couple of minutes? Just to allow us to talk.”Mike questioned, turning his chair completely towards you. You knew where this was heading. You had been avoiding everyone, especially Mike and Marcus for months. You weren’t ready to face reality, to come in terms with the present. You watched as Dorn tried to reason with Mike about staying since he considers himself to be the “therapist” of the group, however Mike wasn’t having it.

“Mr.Lowery, do I have to leave?”, Reggie stiffly asked, while checking on the food.

“You’re good Reggie.”

You observed as Mike pulled out his phone and sat it on the table. His attention now being back on you, the both of them, staring you down intensely as if you had just committed a crime.

“What?”

“What happened to you these last seven months?”Mike asked, leaning back into his chair.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what he means, y/n.”, Marcus answered, leaning towards you.

“You stopped contacting us, we tried to stay in contact with you but you just…went ghost.”, Mike explained.

“Yeah and you know that we promised Armando that we will always be there for you but…we can’t if you don’t allow us to y/n.”, Marcus sighed.

You could feel your nose start to slowly burn and your chest slowly tighten. You cleared your throat and lightly shook your head.

“I’m sorry guys.”, you apologized, rubbing the back of your neck. “I wasn’t trying to ignore you guys but after everything had happened, it just all took a toll on me…That’s all. Nothing personal.”

“We know, we’ve just been worried about you. You changed your work schedule so—”

“I’ve been thinking about transferring guys.”, you interrupted while looking at them.

You knew that it was random, however it was needed. You didn’t want to get too deep into the conversation because you knew that it would bring up everything that has been happening for the last six months. You began to examine their faces and could see hurt begin to fill their eyes. That wasn’t your intention however, you knew that it was for the best.

“What? Why?”, Marcus sighed, looking at Mike and then back at you.

“I need something new. Something calm and collective, I'm tired of chasing people guys. Look where it led us to. This isn’t the kind of life I want to live, not anymore plus it’s not like I have a choice.”, you whispered, throwing your head back to swallow the lump that was slowly entering your throat.

“What do you mean? You have to Think about it y/n, we promised Armando that we will watch over you, we know that you’re not doing okay and that something is going on with you right now as we speak.”

“Mike’s right, you look good as hell but something isn’t right. I can feel it y/n.”

You brought your head back up and watched as they stared at you confusingly.

“Reggie…”, you sighed, turning towards him to see him preparing the food table.

“What’s up y/n?”, he replied, walking over to you. You got up from your chair and asked Reggie if he could tell everyone to come back to the table. You watched as he headed inside and turned your attention back to Marcus and Mike. They watched as a nervous expression appeared across your face. Getting up from their chair and walking towards you, you took a step back and waved your hand towards them to stop them from getting closer to you.

“I have something to tell you guys, but let's wait until everyone comes over here. Okay.”, you sighed, looking over to see everyone walking towards you.

“What’s wrong?!”Theresa yelled, walking to stand next to Marcus.

“I just wanted everyone here so that we can talk and so I can tell you guys something.”, you explained, looking at Theresa.

You watched as everyone stood there and looked at you, waiting for you to say something. You were slowly becoming anxious and weren’t sure if you should say something or just wait until the day came.

“Y/n…”, Mike whispered looking at you. “Whatever it is, it can’t be bad. Hell, we’re here for you no matter what it may be, you know that.”

You listened as everyone mumbled in agreement.

“Okay well, you guys know that it’s been difficult for me since..y’know, Armando died.”, you whispered, taking slow glances at everyone. You watched Mike slightly stare at Marcus, then at Christine and then back at you.

“And I haven’t seen you guys since his funeral and with me basically avoiding you guys until today…I just want to thank you guys for being my family, even when I may not act like yours. So with that being said, I have something to tell you guys and show you.”, you sighed.

You began to dig in your jacket pocket, feeling for the small box that you planted inside of it earlier before you got here. You were hesitant at first to show them however, you knew that it was time. You grabbed the box and held it up, watching as everyone looked at it confusingly.

“Inside this, is something that I hope is important to you guys. The way that it is for me.”, You shyly smiled, opening it and revealing the inside of the box to them. You watched as they stepped closer to the box and stared at it.

“Two mini tie’s?”Mike confusingly asked, grabbing it and holding them up.

“Wait…I FUCKING KNEW IT!”, Dorn happily yelled, turning to Kelly.

“No fucking way?! Are you serious y/n?!”, she laughed, pushing her way through the crowd.

You were happy that Kelly and Dorn were ecstatic but looking at everyone else…they had a bewildered look on their faces.

“What the hell does this mean?”, Marcus asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

You took an annoyed sigh and took off your jacket. Pulling back your dress, you turned sideways and revealed the outline of your stomach that was now poking through the dress.

“I’m pregnant with twins. Seven months…”, you nervously smiled. You watched as Mike's eyes almost popped out of his head while Christine began clapping. Kelly was still screaming, Marcus nearly passed out and Dorn was repeating how he knew it.

“How…what..whe— oh.”, Mike whispered, while looking at you. You could see sweat begin to form on his head, he was nervous and his facial expression nearly looked like he had seen a ghost.

You didn’t think that you cared much about everyone’s opinion but now, you were curious about how Marcus and Mike felt. Especially Mike.

“Congratulations y/n, I’m happy for you!”Reggie smiled, walking up to you to give you a hug.

“Also the food is done guys so you can make your plates.”, Reggie continued walking towards the food.

“Same here, if you need anything…We’re both here for you. Just a call away.”, Marcus' daughter added, putting her hand on your stomach and then walking away.

“That explains a lot! I knew something wasn’t right, at first I thought maybe you just had a bad time and gained a lot of weight which isn’t a bad thing….however, this explains the glow.”, Dorn smiled, giving you a tight hug. “I’m so proud of you y/n.”

“Dorn not too tight, you’re going to suffocate her.”, Kelly laughed, slapping him on his arm to let you go. You were released from his tight grip and then hugged Kelly. The smell of vanilla filled your nose and the way she hugged you brought you comfort and peace.

“You’re going to be sick of me….”, she laughed, letting you go and walking away.

You turned to look at Rita and watched as she gave you a slight smile and walked away. You, Mike and Marcus…the only three standing while the others prepared their plates. You were secretly praying to God in your head, hoping that they would support you because in the end, they were the ones who truly mattered to you.

“Mike…Marcus?”, you whispered, folding the jacket over your arms.

Mike stepped away from you leaving a good distance between him, you and Marcus. You watched as he pulled out his phone, began messing with it and then started talking on the phone.

“Come over here.”, Marcus whispered, creating more distance away from Mike

You were worried, why was Mike looking at you like that? Acting that way? You stared at Marcus confusingly, while waiting for a response. Until he broke the silence.

“How far along are you…when is the baby due?”, Marcus asked

“Seven months, my due date is in November, but they think that I may have them really early, what is it?”, you replied, looking at him.

“Nothing…nothing at all. We have been worried about you, especially Mike…and now this kind of explains the distance.”, Marcus explained, looking down at your stomach.

“Yeah, I'm so sorry for that. It’s just been tough for me since Armando’s death and then weeks later finding out that I was pregnant.”

“It is….Armando’s, right? Like I already know the answer to this but just to be sure, since you were gone for seven months and with you know…the hotel and stuff.”, Mike stuttered, walking back towards you and Marcus.

“Yeah it is and I know…I should’ve made a smart decision that night because now I'm alone so please don’t badger me.”, you whispered in defeat. You watched as an offensive expression came across their face.

“Y/n…you’re a grown woman for one and two we would never “badger you”.” Marcus sighed looking at Mike and then back at you.

“True..it’s just been hard, this pregnancy. With dealing with stress, grief, and depression. Life just has been tough.”, you mumbled, trying to blink the tears that were trying to make an appearance away.

“Do you remember what Armando told you, before he got into the water?”Mike asked, turning his body to face the lake that covered his backyard.

You turned your attention towards the lake and began to stare at it. Reminiscing you and Armando’s last conversation before he died. Everything was beautifully said, even if it was said more out of the fear of not being able to say it again.

“Yeah.”

“So just keep that in mind y/n, because he meant it.”Mike reassured, while clearing his throat.

“You're a good girl…Mike and I got you, remember that.”, Marcus smiled, randomly giving you a hug. You watched as Mike turned around and looked at you, you could see tears form in his eyes. You stared at him, hoping that he would join in and give you a hug. Catching the signal, Mike walked over to you and joined in on the session.

You let go of the hug and watched as Marcus walked off towards the food area.

“I want to apologize to you Mike.”, you whispered, looking at him.

“For what?”

“Not being there for you, like I should have Mike. I lost someone I fell in love with but you lost your son, twice. You lost him in time and now in life and instead of me comforting you at the funeral, you were comforting me….”, you explained, clearing your throat.

“I appreciate your apology but y/n, you needed it more than I did. You have nothing to worry about at all. You still trust me right?”, he asked, walking towards the table. You followed him and thought about what he asked. You felt that it was random and had nothing to do with what you were talking about.

“Uh..yeah, why ask?”, you wondered, grabbing a plate from the stack.

“I just want to be sure that you and I have trust, you know, so when we have to do things that the other person wouldn’t be able to understand…that our bond doesn’t be ruined, you know.”, he explained putting food onto his plate.

“Yeah Mike, I completely understand. I’m confused a little bit but I understand.”you laughed, scanning the table to figure out what you wanted to eat. You know that sometimes when Mike is a bit emotional, he begins to ramble his mouth, allowing unnecessary things to come out of it so you choose to ignore it.

You began putting food on your plate and then headed towards the table to sit down. Taking a seat you listened as laughter, arguments and loud talk began to fill the backyard. You could feel joy slowly creep across your face as you sat there with the people that you cared about. Those who opened their arms to you when you first began working with them. That was all you ever wished for to have a full support system since every time you received one, something ended up happening. Like with Howard, LadyBug and Armando. After a while of eating, you began to be bombarded by questions about your pregnancy.

“So..how do you feel y/n? Has it been easy?”Kelly asked, taking a bite of her food.

“Somewhat, I’ve had some complications here and there…due to stress but once I get that aligned, I'm sure everything will be fine.”, you answered, wiping the food off of your mouth with a napkin.

“Well, what are you going to name them? You should soooo let me name them! You have Alex, Ben,Connor M—”

“HELL NO!” Mike and Marcus yelled in unison. You were so caught off guard by Mike’s and Marcus sudden yell, that it made you choke on your food.

“Are you okay?”Christine asked. You shook your head and began softly patting your chest.

“What? Did I say something wrong?”, Dorn asked, worriedly.

You watched as everyone hid their laughter in their hands, as Mike and Marcus looked at each other offensively.

“Um…Dorn, look at y/n and ask yourself, why would she give her kids white names?”Marcus laughed.

“Seriously?”

“Yes!”, Marcus giggled.

“Well…I think they’re cute names Dorn.”, you smiled, straightening your dress.

“Thank you y/n.”

“Y/n…you better not give my grandbabies…his nephews no white people names…”, Mike whispered, pointing at Marcus and then giving you a slight nudge.

“I mean, I do have an idea but I'm not sure if I should go for it.”

“Ooh what? Tell us!”Kelly smiled, leaning on to the table. You watched as everyone turned to you, waiting for a response.

“Well…uh, I thought about naming the oldest, Armando Junior.”, you answered, looking at everyone.

“Wait…Armando is the dad?”, Rita asked, waiting for confirmation.

“Yeah…”, you answered. Awkward silence began to fill the room, you knew that would happen once you told everyone who you were with but damn. You watched as everyone stared at each other and then back at you until Rita broke the silence.

“Well damn y/n, you couldn’t…I don’t know, fuck someone else.”, she laughed, swallowing the food that she was eating. You watched as everyone turned towards her shockingly. What the fuck was her problem?

“Dude what the hell?”, Kelly replied, folding her arms.

“Rita really?”, Marcus added.

You examined as everyone mumbled in disagreement for Rita’s sudden outburst.

“I mean, i’m all for bringing life into this world but, why in the hell would you fuck a fugitive y/n? Let alone the person who killed Howard”, she continued, looking at you.

You continued to stare at her, a part of you wanted to jump over the table and whoop her ass. However, you knew as soon as you would’ve jumped, so would the babies.

“You’re out of line Rita.”, Christine mumbled, shaking her head in disapproval at her.

“Um, Reggie and I are going to go and check on the kids…”, Marcus' daughter added, getting out of her chair.

“No baby, you go inside…we may need Reggie.”, Marcus sighed, putting his head into his hands.

“I’m sorry but this…all of this…is pure bullshit, I'm not going to congratulate you for being pregnant with someone's kid nor celebrate someone who deserves to be rotting in jail right now.”, Rita argued, pushing her plate to the side.

“He was born into that kind of life Rita. He had no fucking choice and you would’ve known that if you were with us but instead you judge him for …..”, you stopped mid-sentence and leaned back into your chair. You were tired, and your back ached in pain as you sat in the chair.

“Rita, just stop. Don’t get her upset, she’s fucking pregnant for God’s sake.”, Kelly sighed angrily, while pointing at you. You appreciated the fact that everyone was standing up for you. If you would’ve known that this bullshit was going to happen, you wouldn’t have come.

“Me? Get her upset, just imagine how upset she’ll be once she finds out that Armando is actually alive.”, She replied, grabbing her drink. You slowly lifted up your head and allowed anger to tap you on your back. You could feel your eyebrows slowly cave in and felt as the world around you went silent. You stood up, grabbed your drink and before you knew it, your cup was empty and whatever was in it, was now on her face.

“I was fucking there when Armando died, you bitch..The funeral and everything…What have I ever done to you Rita for you to feel like you have to say something like that!”, you yelled, looking at her hatefully.

“Y/n..try to calm down. You’re pregnant.”Reggie whispered, walking over and standing next to you.

“This is why I stopped coming around…it’s not even the fact that I'm pregnant or the fact that he died, it’s the fact that I knew that I would be judged for caring about someone that you guys feel should be rotting in hell. Someone who doesn’t match you guys standards, someone who you hated.”, you sighed, grabbing your jacket and putting it on.

“I’m being serious y/n…”

“And I am too, Rita. I’m sorry Mike and Marcus but I'm going to be transferring, I can’t deal with this anymore, at all. I’d rather grieve in peace and deal with my babies alone than to deal with this bullshit…I’m sorry…”, you continued, taking out your keys that were in your pocket.

“Allow me to help you.”, Reggie suggested, letting his hand out for you to hold. You grabbed it and turned around to start walking, when you began to hear a yelling match happening behind you between Rita and Mike.

“You need to fucking tell her Mike, if you don’t tell her…I will!!”, Rita shouted

“THAT IS NOT YOUR PLACE RITA!!!”Mike yelled back.

You turned back around to see Mike and Rita staring intensely at each other. Marcus was standing up waving for Mike to calm down and Kelly was trying to get Rita to walk away.

“Look…I know, you guys used to be something so I don’t know if that’s why there’s like…tension between the two of you but the both of you need to calm down.”, Christine demanded, looking up at Rita and then at Mike.

“What do you need to tell me, Mike?”, you mumbled, allowing Reggie to guide you back to the table.

You weren’t sure why the tensions were high all of sudden, when you first came here, everything seemed calmed and peaceful. However, now, people seem to be walking on eggshells.

You watched as he kept his focus on Rita and as Rita looked over and glanced at everyone else and the back at Mike.

“You know what, I am no longer your friend… So don’t expect me to ever keep a secret or to do anything else that may jeopardize my freedom or job ever again. I am your boss, and that is ALL I will ever be until the boundaries between us all are respected and honored…and that goes for all of you.”, she asserted, grabbing her purse.

“By the way y/n…I don’t hate you, at all. I just..I just admire who you are as a woman and have allowed it to turn into jealousy…that’s all. Armando is alive, that’s why you are truly here…So Congratulations…”, she continued, looking at you defeatedly and then walking away.

You turned your attention back to Mike to see him slightly shaking his head.

“Mike..ahem..what’s going on?”, you asked, clearing your throat. The only thing that responded was the sound of the water moving behind you. You turned to Marcus to see him covering his face.

“Marcus…Mike, what—”

“I’m sorry y/n…she’s right.”, Marcus disrupted.

“Marcus, what the hell!”

“I’m sorry Mike but she has to know…look at her!”He yelled, pointing at you.

“Wait a damn minute…what the hell is that supposed to mean Marcus?”, you responded offensively.

“You look good, I'm just saying…you’re pregnant and it’s so obvious that you are dealing with some heavy shit mentally y/n.”

You had no response, you knew that he was right so it was better to allow your silence to be the answer.

“Armando is on his way y/n…right now.”, Marcus continued, walking up to you.

“Stop Marcus…Seriously..”, you whispered, feeling your eyes start to water. Slowly blinking your eyes and holding on to Reggie’s hand tighter now. You could feel disappointment start to attach onto you.

“Mike….”

“He’s right y/n.”, Mike responded, finally turning around to face you. His face was slightly red, you could see his body language shift towards being shameful now.

“We didn’t want to tell you this way, it was supposed to be more peaceful…not out of vengeance or anything like that…It was to….”

Mike continued talking, however, you slowly began to zone out. You weren’t sure how to feel. A part of you believed them…. but that voice in the back of your head felt that they were lying. You focused your attention back to Mike to see him now standing closer to you.

“I’m sorry but, it had to be done..it’s—”

“You guys are sickening…do you know that?!”, you sobbed, pacing back and forth. “I— I can’t….not anymore, us, this partnership….I'm going to finish my papers to transfer…and, and once they are finalized…I’ll be out of you guys hairs WITH my babies because…I can’t do this.”, you stuttered, walking away. You were there, holding him as he laid lifeless in your lap after you pulled him out of the boat. You were there at the funeral, on your knees in front of his casket, crying because you wouldn’t be able to see him anymore and now…they’re saying that he’s alive?

“Y/N! JUST LISTEN! "Mike yelled, following behind you. However, you kept walking, this time picking up the pace. Eventually you made it to the backdoor and went inside, being greeted by everyone in the living room.

“Y/n, maybe just sit on the couch, I don’t know what’s going on but hear them out…”, Reggie suggested, sprinting to get in front of you. You watched as he stood between you and the door.

“Good job Reggie!”Marcus yelled. You turned around and saw as everyone stood there looking at you. Mike began walking towards you, with his hands folded together.

“Y/n, i’m sorry but earlier you said that you trusted me…”

“I do Mike but what I don’t do is play disgusting games like this, Mike…”

“I’m not lying y/n, beli—”

“I WAS THERE!”You shouted, interrupting him. You could feel your breathing pick up speed, while your head spun. “You know, since I've been with you guys, you guys have always made it seem like…like I was just crazy…. A mad woman and I know that you guys like to play games with me but please…Mike..Marcus, please don’t play games with me, please…”, you begged, you continued putting your hand up in prayer. You turned back around and stared at Reggie.

“Reggie…move, please.”, you watched as he looked up at Marcus and Mike and then back at you.

“Let her out Reggie…”, Mike sighed, throwing his hands up.

“Help her to her car babe and make sure she is okay!”, Marcus daughter yelled, in the kitchen

You watched as he turned around to open the door and then just stood there.

“Well are you going to go….”, you whispered, looking at the back of his head. “Reggie.”

You became impatient and gently pushed him to the side to see a man holding his head down while wearing a black hat with a blue flannel shirt standing in front of the door. You turned back around to look at Mike, to see him rubbing the back of his neck.

“Mike…the next time you want to invite someone over to a gathering, make sure you give them a heads up about it being ruined so they wouldn’t walk in to guests leaving.”, You scoffed, turning your attention from Mike back to Reggie. Reggie wrapped his arm around yours and guided you towards the stairs, when you felt a slight hand, grip your wrist.

“Why are you leaving baby?”, the guy gently whispered, slowly lifting his face. You looked down at your wrist and then back at the guy confusingly.

“It’s me sweetheart…Armando.”, he continued, allowing a small gentle smile to make an appearance. You looked back at Mike and Marcus to see them looking at you worriedly with their hands up in a “We-told-you-so” manner.

Turning your attention back to Armando, you could feel yourself slowly begin to hyperventilate. Your eyes were scanning his entire body, noticing the tiny necklace, and how neat he looked. You removed your hand free from Armando’s and Reggie grip and began pacing.

“What…wha—What kind..what?! Mike…”

“We had no choice y/n…Rita—”

“You. You were dead. You’re dead. Your—”, you interrupted, while walking back and forth. You begin to rub your chest while feeling your body become light and your legs slowly become weak. You looked up to see Mike, Marcus and Armando standing in front of you to explain what happened. However, you weren’t able to understand them due to their voices and the world around slowly becoming disoriented.

You could feel your eyes become clouded with tears and your heart beat out of your chest. You tried to take a step towards the stairs but before you knew it, your entire world went black.

— Flashback —-

“MIKE SOMETHING’S WRONG!!”You shouted, pointing towards the boat that Armando was in. “We have to go help him, something’s wrong!!”, you watched as Mike and Dorn ran towards the water and began swimming towards the boat to get Armando.

You tried getting into the water but was suddenly pulled back by Marcus.

“Let them get him y/n! You can’t swim!”

“I don’t care Marcus, Let me go!”, you argued, trying to free yourself from his grip. He wasn’t letting go. Each time you tried yanking yourself free, the tighter his grip became. So you gave up, helplessly watching Dorn and Mike push the small boat back to land.

Once they became close enough, Marcus detached himself from you and watched as you ran towards the water.

“Y/n stay right there!”Mike yelled, pointing back at you. However you ignored him, running towards the boat and crouching down to grab Armando. You held his head up and began to touch his face to see if it would trigger any kind of movement. Nothing.

You began to panic, rubbing your chest to grab your heart

. “Come over here, please!”, Mike yelled as the paramedics showed up to the scene.

You began to check his pulse, digging your fingers deep into skin…praying that you could feel something.

“Let them check him, I’m sure he’s okay.”, Dorn whispered, standing next to you.

“No I'm staying right here, they can check while I’m right here…please Mike.”, you begged, looking up at Mike. You watched as Mike stared at you, then got up and walked towards the paramedics and began talking to them. You looked back down at Armando, secretly praying that he just passed out and that he's okay…alive.

“Y/n, they’re going to check him…you can just step to the side, we don’t have to go far.”Mike suggested, bring the people over. You looked up at Mike and then back at Armando.

Shaking your head in agreement, you stood up and stepped out of the boat. Standing next to Dorn and watching as the people began to check him.

“I may not care for him ….but I wouldn’t want something like this to ever happen. Everything is going to be okay..”, Dorn reassured, grabbing your arm to connect it with his. It felt good to know that he felt that way, especially knowing how Armando is perceived. You stood there and waited for what felt like forever, until you watched Mike stand up and walk towards you. As he stood there in front of you, you couldn’t help but to notice the people behind him bringing a long white-cloth.

You could feel your heart drop into your stomach, wanting to cry but not a single tear falling. Leaving you feeling hurt and empty. You knew the answer to the question that you were about to ask; however, you felt that you needed confirmation, so you asked.

“..Is he—is he dead?”, you mumbled, allowing the lump in your throat to make an entrance.

You could feel Dorn’s grip tighten as he began to caress your arm. You looked up to Mike to see him, looking behind you.

“Yeah…he—he lost too much blood y/n”, Mike answered, lightly putting his hand on your shoulder and then turning around to walk away. You turned your attention back to Armando to see him lying there. Letting go of Dorn, you walked up to Armando and fell down to your knees not caring about the hard impact of the ground.

You slowly began to study Armando, lifting him into your lap. You began straightening his hair and removing the small particles of dirt that were on his face to kind of clean him.

“Ma’am..we need to—-”

“Just give her some time. Take care of the other bodies and then come back over here.”, Dorn interrupted, pointing at the building in front of the beach.

“No..it’s..it’s okay. You can get him. I have a lot to say but ... .nothing's coming out so I’m not going to waste you guys time,”, you added. Leaning down and kissing him on the forehead, you could feel a single tear drop fall out of your eye and landing on top of his face. You thought about wiping it off but left it, since that would be the last thing of you that he would have.

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Slowly opening your eyes, you could feel your head slightly spinning.

“Ugh, fuck…”, you whispered, grabbing the back of your head. You slowly scanned the room to see Christine, Theresa and Marcus' daughter sitting on the bed talking.

“Y/n…”, Theresa whispered, getting up to walk over to you.

“What..what happened?”, you asked, slowly shifting your body to sit up in bed.

“Honey you passed out, you’re in Christine’s and Mike’s guest room. How are you feeling?”, Theresa explained, bending down to feel your head. You’ve always liked Theresa. She’s sweet, kind and always peaceful. Her voice is as smooth as silk and her presence is always soothing.

“I passed out? Did I fall..oh my gosh—”, you panicked, looking down at your stomach.

“No! No! You’re okay, The boys caught you.”Marcus' daughter reassured, getting off the bed.

“Yeah…It was kind of funny because they all started panicking so we had to take over. Plus we called the paramedics to check you, you’ve been out cold for a couple hours.”, Christine laughed, getting off the bed. A small smile began to appear on your face. You looked over to the window to see the sun slowly make an exit.

“Oh and Mike and Marcus told us to get them once you wake up.”, Christine continued walking towards the door. You looked at her and then Theresa and Marcus Daughter confusingly.

“For what?”, you asked, turning your attention back to the girls.

Before they could answer there was a knock on the door, you watched as everyone turned their attention to it to see Mike opening it.

“Well this is our exit.”, Theresa smiled, gently patting you against your shoulder and then leaving the room, you watched as everyone followed.

“Y’all come on.”, Mike stated, looking back into the hallway, then at you. You stared as he walked in awkwardly, having his whole body facing you while rubbing the back of his head. You were confused as to what was going on until you saw Marcus, Dorn and Kelly walking in.

“We need to talk to you but before we begin. Are you okay?”Mike asked, rubbing his face.

“Yeah, I still feel lightheaded, but I should be fine.”, you replied, leaning your bed against the headboard.

You watched as everyone stood there silently as uncomfortable tension filled the room.

“Um, what is it?”, you laughed, looking at each person.

“Do you remember everything that happened before you passed out?” Dorn wondered, walking over to you to stand next to you. You sat there and allowed your mind to search, recalling any events that happened before you fainted.

“Um…no, not really…I remember being at the table…being upset about something and then I walked up front to leave and that’s pretty much it.”, you answered, rubbing the back of your neck.

“Do you remember why you were upset?”Kelly questioned, walking over towards you and sitting next to you.

You shook your head no and began to look at each person in the room, allowing curiosity to cloud your mind. They were acting weird and extremely suspicious, as if they were holding something back.

“Okay…well, Mike and Marcus have something to tell you but as your friend, I need you to promise me..you will hear them out and not get upset.”, Kelly explained, putting her hand on your thigh to grab your attention.

“What is this about?”, you asked suspiciously, looking at Marcus and Mike.

“Promise me y/n.”

“Kelly, I don’t make promises that I know I won’t keep…what’s going on?”, you sighed, getting up. You were anxious at this point, thinking of the worst possibilities.

“Well..let’s try to help you remember about what happened earlier first, and then they can explain what’s going on.”, Dorn added, turning towards you.

You listened as Dorn began to recall the events from earlier, bringing up everything that had happened and the hurtful things that were said. Including Rita’s outburst. While Dorn explained, you couldn’t help but to take small glances at Mike and Marcus as they stood there anxiously waiting for your response. As Dorn continued to speak about the incident, you could feel the phenomenon slowly making an entrance into your mind. Making you remember.

“So you guys want me to believe that everything that was said earlier is true?”, you laughed, looking at each person in the room.

“Yes! And that is what we were trying to get you to understand…”, Mike answered looking at Marcus and then back at you.

“Guys…don’t do this to me, don’t..Okay. You guys have no idea what I have been through these past couple of months, I don’t need this…if you just wanted me around, just say that but saying something like this is serious.”, you wearied, leaning back against the nightstand.

“This is serious y/n, we wanted to tell you but we couldn’t.”, Marcus replied.

You were in disbelief that they continued on with what you believed for it to be nonsense. You stood there and watched as they all looked at you with a “c’mon” look on their face.

“So where is he then, huh? If he is alive, where is he. Because the Armando that I know, is dead. So let me know, tell me something.”, you demanded grabbing the water bottle that was on the nightstand and opening it.

You watched as Mike left the room, leaving: you, Marcus, Dorn, and Kelly in the room in silence. No one said anything but through everyone’s body language, a conversation was being said. You tried to wait, even though you had zero faith in what they were saying but as time passed, you slowly began to feel impatient and stupid for being there.

“I can’t do this..”, you whispered to yourself, walking to the other side of the room to look for your things. You began opening the drawers and spotted your keys and phone while the others started to try to persuade you to stay. However, you ignored them. Walking over to the chair that sat in the corner near the window, you grabbed your shoes and turned around to see Mike standing there with the door opened.

You looked back down and slid your feet into your shoes and looked back up to see him standing there. Armando. Gazing at you with his soft eyes. You didn’t say nor do anything, you just stared. You turned your gaze towards everyone else to see them observing you intensely. Closing your eyes, you began talking to yourself. Trying to convince you that he wasn’t there, just like you’ve been doing for the last seven months.

“I’m hallucinating…I. Am. Hallucinating.”, you whispered to yourself, softly rubbing your eyes. You opened them and allowed your eyes to adjust to what you were looking at.

“You’re not honey, it’s him…seriously.”, Kelly responded, walking towards you.

You licked your lips and began to bite the inside of your cheeks. A part of you wanted to cry but for some odd reason, you felt anger and hurt build up inside of you instead. You took a quick glance to the chair that was behind you, and slowly sat down. Covering your stomach with your jacket. You could feel your mind begin to race, you were lost and baffled not sure what to say.

“You..you were dead. You were dead, I was there. I–I–I was there, we all were.”, you stuttered, allowing your mouth to drop. You could feel your eyebrows begin to cave in as your eyes slowly began to open wider.

You watched as Armando began to walk towards you and kneeled in front of you. He tried grabbing your hand but you yanked it away.

“I had no choice baby, it was the only way I would be able to be free.”, Armando whispered, while trying to soothe you. You scooted away from him and weirdly looked at him. You felt odd and uncomfortable with him being in front of you. Almost a year ago, you had him in your lap, feeling empty because he was dead. However, now, he’s sitting here trying to convince you that he’s him.

“What? What the hell do you mean you “had no choice”.”, you asked confusingly, looking at him and then at Mike.

“We had to fake his death y/n, that would’ve been the only way for him to be free. Fake his death and give him a new identity so that’s what we did and that’s why he’s here right now.”, Mike explained, looking at you.

“ You were bleeding…pale, I even checked your pulse…Were they even real? The paramedics?”

“No y/n…I mean yes but the people who came to Armando were our buddies from back in the day, that we used to work with. Mike called them the day before the operation about needing help so they were on deck”, Marcus added, reminiscing about that day.

You sat there in silence and stared at him. He was worried and the small smile that he once had was now gone. He was studying you, trying to figure out what you were thinking about and how you were feeling. Hoping that the feelings that you once had were still there and that nothing changed.

“Wait though, I was at the funeral…what about the funeral, was that fake too?”, you whispered, fidgeting your fingers. At this point, things weren’t clicking. Million of questions were racing through your mind while you were trying to connect the dots; however, no matter how hard you tried, it wasn't working.

“Wax Doll…”, Kelly whispered in shame.

You watched as everyone looked at you, your emotions were out the door and the only feelings that you were experiencing at this point was hurt.

“Okay…um…lemme get this straight.”, you replied, scratching your hair. You stood up and began rubbing your hands. You didn’t know what was about to fly out of your mouth but you knew that it would be reciprocating how you felt in that moment.

“So all of you guys are telling me that this whole time.. he has been alive?”, you slowly asked, pointing at Armando while trying to receive confirmation from everything that was just said.

You watched as everyone awkwardly shook their heads, answering your question.

“And..uh, no one thought…to tell me. I mean like damn, we’re family…well at least I thought we were.”

“We are family y/n. We just had to do what we had to do.”Mike responded, pointing at everyone.

“Family doesn’t hide something like this Mike, you all knew and didn’t tell me… hell is what I’ve been going through these past seven months!”, you yelled, stepping back to look at everyone.

“We had no choice, we knew that you and Armando were seeing each other, which would put you at risk of being investigated if he was caught. Only Marcus had to really be in contact with him to keep him notified about the changes…..with the whole process of changing his identity, which was barely even successful, …it wasn’t easy, it was pretty damn difficult, especially with him being wanted y/n. Do you really think we wanted to keep that from you? Because trust us, we didn’t want to, it was hard.”, Dorn elucidated.

You took in everything that he said, you couldn’t help but to be upset but you knew that you had to suck in the emotions you were feeling in this moment. Especially after Dorn’s explanation because in this moment, it wasn’t about you and how you’ve been feeling but about Armando being okay. Alive.

“Well…I mean, they wouldn’t have known that we were together though. You guys just found out today besides Mike and Marcus.”, you sighed, pointing at Dorn and Kelly.

“Um, wrong. Girl we’ve been knowing. Every time you guys were around each other, the both of you would act weird and please, don’t get me started on when he pulled a gun on Rita to stop her from shooting you.”, she laughed, while looking at you.

“Well for us it was that night when we were at the fire after the plane crashed.”, Marcus smiled.

“I guess…”, you whispered, allowing silence to enter the room.

“We don’t want you to be mad at us, it was to protect you..that’s all.”, Mike whispered, walking over to you.

“Don’t worry…I’m not.”, you responded, giving him a small hug. You watched as everyone sent you a smile in relief. You knew that you couldn’t stay mad at them, even if you wanted to.

“Oh and I'm sorry for going ghost all those months…I was a mess. And then this pregnancy, everything has just been hard.”, you sighed, releasing the breath that you didn’t know that you were holding.

“So, you are pregnant?”, Armando whispered, behind you.

You looked up at Mike and watched as he looked over at you, when you suddenly remembered earlier when he walked away from you and Marcus and began talking on the phone with someone, it was Armando.

“Yeah man! She's havin—”, before Dorn could finish his sentence, Kelly hit him in the stomach.

“Guys, I think we should go downstairs and finish up the gathering.”, Kelly interrupted, pointing at Dorn, Mike and Marcus.

“Imma stay here.”, Marcus smiled, sitting down and crossing his legs while looking at you and Armando.

“Marcus…”, Mike whispered, looking over at him.

“What?”

“GET your ass up! "Mike growled, signaling Marcus to the door.

You couldn’t help but to laugh knowing how real Marcus was for that. You would’ve done the same if someone else was in this situation. You watched as Armando walked past you and headed towards the door.

“We’ll be down in a few.”, He mumbled to the others as they walked out. While Armando held the door open for everyone, you began straightening your dress and shaping your hair. Hoping that you looked fine and that he would still be attracted to you since it has been a while since you have seen him.

You stood there and watched as he turned around. The room became cumbrous and each step that Armando took while walking towards you made you feel dreadful. You observed the clothes that he was wearing. He looked totally different. In a good way.

“I think we..well you should sit down, so we can talk.”, he whispered, grabbing your hand.

You held onto it and allowed him to guide you to the bed. You slowly sat down and freed your hand and watched as he walked over to the dresser that was in front of you to lean on. You guys were now face to face. His eyes were burning into your soul, and you could feel your heartbeat pick up in speed, and your chest become tight. It was a surreal feeling to be seeing him in front of you. After the last seven months of the mental and physical war that you have been battling, it all just seems like a dream now. A nightmare.

You looked up to see him adjusting his hips forward as he leaned against the dresser.

“So..you’re pregnant.”, he mumbled, looking at you. He was scratching the back of his neck as his cheeks slightly turned red.

“Yeah…found out a couple weeks after you died…Well, “died”.”, you replied, throwing your fingers up to emphasize on the “died” part. “It’s yours. Just saying so you won’t be second guessing or anything.”, you continued, looking at your fingers.

“I know it's mine.”, he laughed, putting his hands in his pockets.

“What?”, you replied, looking up at him confusingly.

“I know that the bun in that oven is mine. I made sure that would happen when we were at the hotel.”, he smiled, looking back at you.

You couldn’t help but to be in shock, your mouth had slightly opened and by the way it looked he was amused by it.

“Don’t be shocked….it was coming.”, he continued walking over and sitting down next to you.

He grabbed your hand and held on to it, allowing his fingers to caress yours. You could smell the cologne on him as it crawled through your nose and you loved it. Wasn’t too strong nor too light.

“So what are we having?”, he asked, slightly turning his head towards you.

You dug into your pockets and brought out the small box from earlier and gave it to him.

“Open it.”, you smiled, handing it to him. You shifted your body to completely face him and watched as he opened the box, revealing two small bow ties.

“Oh shit, twins?”he laughed, turning to face you.

“Yeah.”, you responded, looking at the box and then back at Armando. You observed as he stared at it, allowing his smile to reach each ear until suddenly, he stopped.

“Armando…what’s wrong?”, you queried, gently touching his shoulder.

“How have you been these last six, seven months? Truthfully.”, he responded, shifting his body and grabbing your hand off of his shoulder to hold it. You watched as he held both of your hands. You could barely see his eyes, since his hat was covering it but could tell by his facial expression that he was upset.

“That’s not important anymore, Armando. You’re here and alive so..that’s all that matters.”

“I don’t want to hear that y/n…The team was supposed to keep tabs on you for me, they were telling me everything that was going on at first but when they told me that they couldn't reach you anymore. It made me worry. What happened?”, he explained, scooting closer to you.

“Armando…I was just grieving okay. It’s crazy because when you died, we had only known each other for a couple days but…the feeling that you gave me at the time, felt like I had known you forever. So losing you was like I had lost my best friend.”, you whispered, looking down.

“I wasn’t trying to disappear but I couldn’t help it. Each day felt dreadful plus once I found out that I was pregnant, I wanted to deal with it alone. Even if I had my days where I started to feel lonely…”, you continued, keeping eye-contact with the ground.

“I hate that this happened y/n, I do. But before I forget to ask…how in the hell did Mike and Marcus not see you at work?”he asked, looking at you confusingly.

“I asked Rita to switch my days and hours so that I could avoid them, which surprisingly she did. So if I saw them I would run or someone from work would give me a heads up that they were coming.”

“Wow, that’s a lot of work honey and it’s crazy, because she played a huge role in helping me change my identity.”, Armando smiled, taking off his hat. First thing you noticed was the clean line-up that he had, his hair was smooth and laid back. You thought he looked scrumptious.

“Really?”

“Yeah..it wasn’t easy at all but allegedly she owed my dad a favor, from years ago..so she had no choice, I guess.”, He laughed. You could tell that he was reminiscing the conversation between him, Rita and Mike by the way he tilted his head. You couldn’t help but admire him, the way his Adam's apple was making a slight appearance, while his body scent caressed you.

It was a weird feeling for you to see him in front of you. All those months of you detaching yourself from reality, from those you loved, sitting in your room alone while allowing silence and darkness to consume you just for it all to be for nothing. Self-torture for absolutely nothing. Falling into depression for nothing. Not eating and being around others, for nothing. It wasn’t like you could control your emotions however, you felt that others could have control the way they went about it. The way they handled it.

“You’re still battling, aren’t you?”, Armando suddenly asked, interrupting your thoughts.

“What?”, you were caught off guard by the sudden question.

“Depression…Grief…all of the above... .You're still dealing with it…I can tell just by looking at you baby. You may not say it but your eyes and your body language does, so you don’t have to lie or hide it.”, he explained.

You remained silent because you knew what he said was true.

“Y’know spending all of those months not being able to talk to you and see you, made me feel as if I lost you ... .Like I was just existing on this earth without a soul because you weren’t around. So I know that if I felt like that, then words can’t explain how you must’ve felt, especially with you being pregnant.”, he continued, gently wiping the tears that were now streaming down your face.

“..yeah.”, you mumbled, swallowing the bricks that were stacked in your throat.

“Plus, I know with me being here, others may think that everything that you dealt with in the last seven months are supposed to just… maaaagically go away since I’m here now but just know, when you hurt. I hurt and I see you so, we’re in this together.”, he replied, grabbing your hand and standing up.

You stood up with him and watched as he gently grabbed you and pulled you in. You were hesitant at first but gave in, knowing that the hug was needed and long overdue. You could feel Armando’s chin on top of your head but paid it no mind because the only thing that mattered to you was feeling Armando’s embrace. You guys stood there for what felt like forever, until curiosity filled your mind about Armando’s new identity.

“So, what’s your new name?”, you asked, opening your eyes and facing his chest. You watched as the gold chain around his neck moved as he moved. It made his skin shine and stick out, that was his color.

“My new name, Dorn picked it..”,he laughed, shaking his head in embarrassment.

“Okay, so…what is it?”, you replied, breaking the hug to make eye-contact with him. You watched as his face went red as he quietly chuckled.

“That’s not important, just call me by my name.”, he laughed, kissing you on your forehead and then crouching down. You stared at him confusingly and watched as he stared at your stomach.

“Armando what are you doing?”

“Just let me do this…”, he smiled, putting his head against your stomach. You began to feel him gently poke your stomach in different areas and then set his head on the area that he poked. When suddenly, you felt a hard kick come from your belly.

“SEE! SEE, THEY JUST KICKED!”, he yelled, removing his head and putting his hand on it. He gave your stomach a couple of rubs before standing up. Standing closer to you while gazing into your eyes. However this time it was a different kind of look, a look of epiphany. It was silent between the two of you and as he hovered over you, you could tell that he wanted to say something but the words wouldn’t come out of his mouth.

“What?”, you chuckled, nervously messing with your earrings.

“Uh..nothing, nothing. It’s not the right time to say it. It can wait.”, he smiled, looking at your eyes, then at your lips.

You gave him a small smile in response and wrapped your hands around his neck, slowly stroking it. You could feel his hands intertwined around your waist as he softly pulled you in. Leaning down towards you, you closed your eyes and allowed you and Armando’s lips to connect. He was soft and gentle with it, pulling his lips away and then kissing you again. You pulled away as soon as you heard a knock on the door.

“Come in!”, you yelled, facing the door. You watched as the door opened to see Mike standing there.

“Are you guys okay, we’re all downstairs waiting on you.”. He asked, leaning against the door frame.

“Yeah just had to talk things out…we’re coming down now.”, Armando replied, grabbing your things off of the bed.

You watched as he grabbed your hand and led you out of the bedroom.

“I also noticed your hair. I love it, it’s a sexy short look.”, he smiled, guiding you down the hallway.

“Thank you, when you walked in…I was afraid that you wouldn’t be attracted to me anymore since it’s more in a circular shape.”, you whispered, holding his hand tighter.

“No, you look beautiful. I’m attracted to you all the way so you have nothing to worry about sweetheart.”, he reassured, stepping in front of you.

“Mike, can you come on the other side of her while we go down these stairs.”, he asked, guiding Mike to the spot.

Mike agreed and hurriedly sprinted towards the spot. It felt good to have a village standing behind you, even when you’re the one to push them away. After spending time with your family, eventually, you and Armando sat in Mike’s backyard and gazed at the moon that hovered over the lake while everyone else stayed inside and played card games.

It was just the two of you. You and Armando. Sitting on the dock and allowing nature to fill your ears. Allowing your bodies to comfort each other: your soul to connect and become one. You weren’t afraid anymore to be loved by someone again since he gave you pure love, protection and reassurance. He understood you and believed in you. He helped you feel seen and even though you felt that the time that you two have spent together has only been short, you knew that the story that was soon to begin would be everlasting. That he would be the one.

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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Hey, I recently started reading your Armando works and saw the comment about the masterlist problem. I figured out how to make one, so I could tell you so that it’s easier to keep all of the parts of the story together (and for any other possible stories in the future.

1. On all individual parts of your stories, there are three vertical dots directly on the posts. All you need to do is tap it and click "copy link".

2. Start a new post

3. Add your header, beginnings, warnings, descriptions, just basically everything you would do to start your masterlists. (Borders, Pictures, etc.)

4. After you do that, all you need to do is highlight the word and copy the link onto the word(s)

ex:

Bad Boys Ride or Die - Armando x Reader

Part One

(Just highlight "Part One", copy the link, and there you have it)

Hope this helped 😊

Okay thank you so much for this information!! I am in the process of writing PART THIRTEEN! (the last part) Also once this series is finished, would anyone be interested in a S2 (follow up)? - Comment below and let me know!!!

I'm not the type to write fanfics (I was asked to write this Armando fic, which is where we are now :) ) and since you guys have been enjoying it, I don't mind continuing. This is for you guys!!!

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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Bad Boys Ride or Die (Armando x Reader) Part TWELVE

The ride over to McGrath’s took forever. He was a smart person to live away from the city and to be surrounded by nothing but woods and water. Which means that more than likely, he had cameras and heavy men guarding the area. Eventually you and the rest of the group made it near the abandoned building that he was hiding in.

You could see McGrath panicking while walking back and forth, he was talking to someone and kept his eyes focused on one thing.

“What do you think is going on?”Armando asked, staying low to the ground.

You squinted your eyes to see if you could see anything else but nothing.

“I don’t know, he’s hella upset though. I can tell you that.”, Marcus responded, looking out of his binoculars. You shifted your eyes over to the water to notice a seaplane approaching the sand.

“Look!”, you whispered, pointing your finger over to the plane. You watched as everyone turned their attention to the plane and then back to McGrath to see him now walking outside onto the dock.

“We have to go!”, you continued, now standing up and pulling your gun out.

“What the hell are you doing? We have to do this responsibly if we all want to live.”, Rita whispered, signaling you to crotch back down.

“I don’t give a fuck Rita.”, you snapped back, checking your gun. You were getting sick of Rita and her bullshit.

“You should “give a fuck”, I’m your boss which means I have the last say.”, she replied, now standing up and facing you.

“ Excuse me but…last time I checked, you weren’t the one doing all of the work with proving Howard’s innocence. We were…”

“Rita, she has a point. We need to go now.”, Mike added, looking up at you and Rita. You watched as everyone stood up and turned to face the both of you.

“No, I will not allow my team to be killed, just because this is personal for you.”, she responded, standing in front of you. You would think because she was close to Howard, that this would be personal for her also.

“You and these fucking rules.”, Armando added, walking over to you and softly pulling you behind him.

You turned your head to look at Mike to see him nodding his head towards the building, signaling you to go. You understood what he was saying so you walked from around Armando and started running towards the beach. You kept your attention on McGrath watching him walk down the long dock while holding on to Mike’s wife.

Once you reached the dock, you hid behind the big tin that was next to it. Trying to count the number of people that were coming out of the place.

“More than fifteen…”, you whispered, peeking around to see Callie crying. You could feel the adrenaline begin to rush throughout your body, that’s when you knew to go. So you sprinted out from behind the tin and started shooting, and ducking. Allowing the bullets to hit each person that you were aiming at. In response, you were being shot at. Bullets hitting the sand, dock, and different objects that were surrounding the place.

You watched as McGrath and some of his men ran inside while the rest stayed outside to fight. McGrath, running? Well that was a shocker. You turned to see Mike, Marcus, Kelly and Armando climbing onto the docks and shooting each person that were in their line of vision. They must’ve been following behind you, when you had removed yourself from cocky Rita to run towards the building.

“MIKE HE’S INSIDE!!”You yelled, sprinting up the twisted dock. That’s when you noticed a man running towards your direction. He was muscular, big and tall with a long black beard. You aimed your gun at him to shoot him until you realized that you were out of bullets.

“Shit…”, you whispered, throwing the gun and watching as the guy sprinted towards you at full speed.

You decided to match his energy and run towards him. Once you were close enough, you threw yourself onto the ground and punched him in the balls several times. Hoping that it would cause him to lean over in pain. You watched as he slowly turned around to look at you. Before you could throw another hit, you felt someone aggressively pull you back, making you fly onto the ground.

“Fuck…”, you mumbled, grabbing your hip. You looked up to see Armando climbing on top of the guy’s shoulder to then throw down his elbows violently until the guy’s body went limp. You watched as the guy laid there and then looked back at Armando to see him shoot the guy in the head to make sure that he was dead.

“I didn’t mean to throw you down like that baby!”, he yelled, running over to you and picking you up off the ground. He frantically began to check your face and body, turning you around to make sure that you weren’t hurt.

“I’m okay Armando.”, you smiled, creating space between the two of you. You couldn’t help but to be in awe of how he was treating you. You watched as he smiled back in response, then raised his arms out to you to allow you to lead the way. So you did.

ARMANDO POV

I followed her, allowing her to lead the way inside. Marcus and Mike had already killed those who had met us on the dock so I figured all we had to do was walk in and trap McGrath to get Callie and Mike’s wife. Until we started hearing gunshots, we ducked and hid behind a big stack of wood boxes that were blocking different doorways.

“I’m going to go after McGrath, that should be where Mike is.”, she informed, pulling out a gun from the back of her pants and taking off the safety lever.

“I’ll try to get rid of the rest of these people.”, I responded looking at her. For a moment as we hid behind the boxes, it felt that it was just the both of us in the room. No violence, no voices, no one else. Just us. I watched as her eyes shifted from looking at me to looking behind me. Before I could respond, y/n pulled my head into her chest and started shooting at whoever it was. I covered my ears, allowing her to finish what she was doing. Once she finished, she stood up and reached out her hand to help me up.

Grabbing it, I got up and turned to see two guys laying on the ground unresponsive. That was hot.

“I can come with you y/n, let me help you.”, I suggested, snatching the gun that was wrapped around my waistline. I watched as she just looked at me and then towards the direction that McGrath went. She had a look of uncertainty written across her face, which told me that she was against it. I didn’t need a response to know what she was going to say so I grabbed her face and gently kissed her on her lips, then on her forehead and then ran towards the shooting that was happening between Dorn and Kelly with McGrath’s men.

Y/N POV

You watched as Armando ran off towards the sounds of guns going off after kissing you. Was that his way of maybe saying goodbye or expressing what he was going to say earlier. You shook your head to allow your thoughts to leave it and then ran after McGrath. The hallway was long and filled with windows that showed the ocean view. As you ran, you took a peek out the window and noticed something shiny hiding behind the bushes on the beach. You stopped to stare at it when suddenly, the window glasses around you started breaking. They were shooting at you. You started sprinting, trying to reach the end of the hallway before the bullets reached you. Each step that you took, it felt that the bullets were getting closer and closer.

You started noticing how close you were getting to the door at the end of the hallway so the only thing that was running through your head was to jump. Jump at the perfect time so that the bullets wouldn’t catch up to you and leave holes throughout your whole body. So you jumped, allowing your body to slam onto the ground. Until you felt a sharp pain on the side of your leg. Quickly sitting up against the wall near the door, you dropped your gun and looked down to see an open gunshot wound in your leg.

“Ugh…fuck!”, you whimpered, holding on to your leg. You looked down the hallway to see if anyone was coming before putting your attention back to your leg. Your hands were shaking and you could feel tears building up in your eyes.

You knew that this operation wasn’t going to be easy but you were shocked at the fact that you were shot so quickly. That has never happened. You could hear loud groans and hard steps at the entrance of the hallway so you shifted your body and turned to see Armando and Callie standing there while looking at you.

“Are you shot?!”, Armando yelled, letting go of Callie’s hand and running towards you.

“Go back Armando!”, you screamed back, pointing towards Callie.

“No I’m not, you’re shot! I can’t—” “Fuck…Armando!”, you interrupted, pulling out your gun and pointing it at him. You watched as he stopped in his tracks, now standing in the middle of the hallway. He had a surprised look on his face. Not being able to grasp the fact that you were aiming a gun at him.

“Armando, go back or I'll kill you. I don’t want to but I'd rather have to shoot you and take your life myself then have someone else take it and you be dead because of me so go back and get her out of here, the both of you!”, you continued, aiming your gun at him. You didn’t want to put him at risk, you’re already shot and you guys had just gotten here. You watched as he took a step at you, testing your word. So you aimed your gun at the ground next to his foot, then shot it and then aimed it back at him.

“I don’t miss.”, you cried, using your other arm to leave your body off of the ground. You watched as worryness began to be written across his whole face. He kept looking back at you and then at Callie. You looked at him and noticed bruises and cuts across his face but you had to ignore it, ignore him. So you turned your back towards him and left out of the door. You were praying to yourself, hoping that he understood why you just did that. You wouldn’t dare hurt him however you just wanted him gone and to be safe and you knew that you threatening him and leaving would let him know that you were serious.

Walking out the door, you were met by a flight of stairs that you didn’t see and ended up falling down it. Each step slapping you in the face as you went down. You laid there on the ground after the fall to catch your breath. Wondering how in the hell you didn’t see the stairs, when you noticed the glare in the bushes before getting shot at. Slowly lifting your body off the ground, you stood up to see two figures out in the distance. Squinting your eyes to adjust to the view, that’s when you realized it was McGrath, Christene, Marcus and Mike

You grabbed your gun that was on the ground and began to run. Ignoring the pain that’s running up and down your leg and the sweat that was slowly burning your eyes. Maybe it was the fact that you saw McGrath and how badly you wanted to see him dead or that you wanted all of this to be over so that you could have a regular life with Armando. You weren’t sure, all you knew is that he wasn’t surrounded, which means that you and Mike would have a chance to tear him into pieces. So, you allowed your mind to take control over your body as you ran, not allowing anything to stop you.

ARMANDO POV

“I need you to listen to me! I’m not here to hurt you, trust me!”, I yelled, firmly holding onto Callie’s shoulders. There was fear in her eyes, as if I was some monster. I can understand why, with me killing her grandfather however I had no choice. I was protecting my mother and what we had built. I let go of her shoulders and grabbed her hand, pulling her to force her to follow me. I wanted to quickly take her to safety so that I could come back and find y/n. I know that her pulling a gun on me meant absolutely nothing. She just wants me to be safe but what kind of man would I be, to allow my woman to be in danger while I run to a reliable and protected area? A man that’s a bitch, that’s what kind of man.

I must’ve gotten lost into my thoughts because suddenly I could hear Callie scream. Before I could respond, I felt a sharp object dug into the top of my shoulders.

“UGH!!!”...I screamed out in pain, pushing Callie away from the man that was holding the knife into my shoulders. I could feel my upper body go numb, and my breath slow down. A cold substance was now creeping its way down my chest and back which began to make my arm go weak. Turning to the man that stabbed me, I began punching him in his throat and then kicked him in his knee. I watched as he fell to the ground letting go of the knife in my shoulder that he was once holding. Yanking it out, and stabbing him in his throat, I watched as the life that he once had now slipped away from him. My head is spinning, I feel as though I am seeing two of everything. Trying to get up, I could feel the strength that I once had now leave my body, making me fall onto my hands and knees.

“Get up!!”Callie cried, tugging on me and looking around. “Please! We have to go, c'mon!”

I could feel her lift one of my arms up so that I could lean on her for support. I was tired, and helpless. A tingling sensation was hugging my chest and my mouth began to feel dry. I knew that Callie was trying to help me but I didn’t want her to carry all of my weight.

“I got it, I can—”

“No you don’t, now let’s go.”, she interrupted me while holding on to my arm. I knew that I was heavy and could hear her struggling to hold me up. So I shifted my weight to the opposite side of my body to ensure that I wouldn’t cause any pain to her body. Each step that I took felt like I was stepping on a cloud and I could feel my breathing slowly becoming short. Time felt like it was coming to an end and becoming impatient with me, as if it wasn’t waiting for me anymore while death was slowly popping up in my mind. I had many things running through it but the only thing that stood out to me the most was making sure that y/n is safe.

Y/N POV

You were standing next to Mike while intensely staring at the devil. He had a gun pointed towards Christine while his other hand held on to Marcus.

“Marcus how in the hell did he get you?!”, Mike annoyingly yelled, clutching his gun tighter than before. You were wondering the same thing.

“The man is fast Mike, I didn’t see him.”, he shrugged, throwing his hands up in defense.

You watched as Mike shook his head in disappointment and then turned his attention back to McGrath.

“You're looking good ... .healthy.”, McGrath sarcastically laughed while looking at you and then down at the wound.

“Shit…are you okay y/n?”Mike asked, looking down at your leg.

“No seriously, that bullet may have hit an artery…you need to go.”, Marcus added, pointing at your leg.

“I’m…i’m fine okay…McGrath, let them go..they’re not who you want.”, you responded, keeping your gun aimed at him.

“I’m not going to give them away that easy y/n, you know that.”, he smiled, pushing the gun closer to Christine’s head. You could hear her silent sobs, they were extremely low and she kept her face hidden for you and Mike to see.

“Shoot her, him or him. It’s your choice.”, he continued, looking at Christine, then at Marcus and then at Mike.

You lowered your gun in confusion, what the hell does he mean? You were lost and you could see Mike looking at you however you ignored his stare.

“McGrath what the fuck do you mean? Just take me.”

“I’m not going to make it that easy for you baby. I told you that you had a decision to make, the only person that is missing is Armando.”, he explained, tightening his grip on Marcus.

You widen your eyes, recalling the night McGrath was in your home. Decisions? You thought he meant it in a different way not having to kill the people that you mostly care about. You looked over to the ocean and watched as the waves caressed each other when Armando came across your mind. When you last saw him, he was coming to try and help you; however now, you don’t know what condition he may be in. Maybe it was a good thing that he didn't follow you.

You looked at Mike, then at Marcus, and then at Christine. Trying to choose which person to shoot, although your mind was willing, your body wasn’t. Your hands began to tremble, you knew that if you decided not to shoot one of them, that they would most likely die regardless. Raising your gun, you pointed it at Christine.

“HELL NO! SHOOT ME Y/N!”Mike demanded, putting his gun down and pointing at his chest.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP MIKE!”You responded, pointing at him.

You understood Mike with every emotion that he was feeling at this moment. You were pointing a gun at his wife who had been missing for a couple days. Christine was now sobbing and Marcus was talking to himself about forgiveness.

“Ten…”, McGrath whispered, straightening his posture.

“Y/N!”Mike yelled.

“Y/n just think about it…he’s testing you, he’s not being serious.”, Marcus laughed trying to diffuse the situation.

“Nine…”

You looked at Marcus and then pointed your gun at him. You watched as he looked at you in pure shockness. Making him throw his hands up in defeat.

“Wait a damn minute, don’t shoot me. Shoot Mike!”, he yelled, pointing at him.

“MARCUS!”Mike and Christine shouted in unison.

“Eight…”

“WHAT? He said to shoot him instead…oh, so all of sudden y’all don’t remember?”

You stood there and listened as he counted down. Tears of frustration were coming out of your eyes and you could feel anger running through your hands as you held on tight to the gun. You turned your gun back to Christine and stared at McGrath.

“Fascinating choice.”, McGrath smiled, keeping the gun on her head.

“Y/N?!”Mike cried, looking at you. He had his gun back up while pointing it at McGrath.

“Forgive me guys.”, you whispered, looking at Mike then at Marcus and then Christine, You watched as Christine held her head down to avoid eye-contact with you while Mike kept trying to convince you to shoot him.

You closed your eyes to allow yourself to take in the smell of the ocean. You knew that no matter who you decided to shoot, that someone would be mad no matter what. So, you decided to go ahead and take the shot. Turning to Marcus, you shot him in his shoulder and then several times in the chest, watching as he fell forward onto the ground. There was silence. You held your gun up and watched as Mike looked at you astonishingly.

“Marcus….”Mike sobbed, turning his attention back to him. He wasn’t moving, not an inch. You looked at Mike hopping that he would catch on, however not a thought was happening in his eyes.

McGrath was now looking at you and then down at Marcus suspiciously. You didn’t know what he was thinking but you knew that he was probably catching on.

“Check him.”, McGrath demanded, while looking at Mike.

“What?”, you asked, looking at him and then back at Mike.

“Check. Him. Or she dies, right now. Your choice.”

You watched as Mike looked down at Marcus as he lay lifeless in horror. You couldn’t imagine being in his place having to check if your bestfriend is dead. Instant chills went through your body. Mike began walking towards Marcus and then bent down and gave him a slight shake.

“He’s not responding…”, Mike sighed, shaking Marcus. There was no response.

“Turn him around.”

“Are you fucking serious?”Mike responded looking up at McGrath and then at you.

You watched as Mike’s lip quivered, while he was looking at Marcus. You could tell that he was debating on whether or not to flip him but he knew that he had no choice.

“Fuck…”, Mike whispered, using one of his hands to scratch his back. You watched as his hand slightly pointed at another gun that he had attached to his belt. Quickly glancing at it, you looked back at McGrath to notice that his attention was still on Marcus. You kept your gaze on Marcus and watched as Mike slowly turned him around. That was when you knew that was your que. You ran towards Mike and watched as Marcus pulled out a gun from under him and shot at McGrath's hand. Making him drop the gun that was once aimed at Christine’s head. Grabbing the gun that was latched onto Mike’s belt, you began shooting at McGrath while walking towards him.

You turned to Mike to see him already looking at you, giving you the greenlight. Turning back around, you stooped down to his level so that you could look at him. He was cursing you out, saying every word in the book. However you didn’t care.

“Fuck you! Do you hear me, FUCK YOU!!”, McGrath yelled, leaning over.

You held his head up to force him to look at you. Allowing your hand to caress his cheek, you watched as his eyes slowly changed from hate to calmness. Exactly how you wanted it to. You allowed your head to be on top of his and looked intensely into his eyes.

“Fuck you too, you dirty bitch.”, you whispered, removing your head off of his and shooting him between his eyes.

You watched as he fell back into the water, completely lifeless. He was dead. McGrath, the man who's tried to kill you several times, was dead. The man who would have you changing identities all of the time, was dead. The man who killed the only little boy that you cared about, was finally dead. You stood up off of your knees and could feel the pain in your leg that you had been ignoring come back.

“Y/n…”, Marcus whispered.

You kept your focus on McGrath, for some odd reason…you didn’t feel any kind of relief. You took a step closer to his body and looked down at him. Observing as his hair moves with the water and as the blood slowly poured from the back of his head. You held up your gun and began shooting him again, holding on to the trigger to make sure that every bullet that was in the gun would come out.

“Y/N!”, Marcus yelled, now getting up off the ground. He walked over to you and gently grabbed your shoulder. “He’s dead…..You’re okay.”, he whispered, now putting his hand on top of the gun that you were holding.

You turned to look at him and then at Mike and Christine. Finally, the breath that you were holding the entire time had finally been released. You handed Marcus the gun and then embraced him with a hug.

“I’m sorry that I shot you Marcus.”, you apologized, patting him on the back.

You listened as he winced in pain, shit you had forgotten that you shot him in the shoulder.

“It’s okay y/n. You did what you had to do, I'm just happy I caught on to your plan and so did Mike.”, he laughed, turning to look at him.

You watched as Mike began to laugh, mimicking the tears that began to run down his face.

“Haha…at first I actually thought…I thought you killed him man.”, Mike sighed looking at you.

You turned to look at Marcus and then back at him. You could tell that Mike was actually being genuine and not joking around.

“Once I saw you kind of shift in the way you were standing, that’s when I knew that you had something underneath your sleeve.”, he continued, keeping his arms wrapped around Christine’s neck.

“Yeah, it was a tough decision but I'm glad that you guys caught on.”, you smiled, taking off your belt and wrapping it around your leg.

“We need to go back towards the truck and meet Armando.”, Mike commanded, turning around and pointing towards the trees.

“Shit..Armando!”, you yelled, looking at the group. “He has Callie and I told them to go towards safety but that was the last time I seen him and—-”

“Judy! Fuck we have to go find him, or she’s going to kill him y/n!”

“She doesn’t know we’re here Mike.”, you responded, looking at him confusingly.

“I’m sure she does y/n, she’s pretty good at hunting people down.”, Marcus sighed, patting you on the back.

You shook your head in agreement and began to follow Mike and Marcus towards the woods. The pain in your leg was getting worse and you could feel yourself getting lightheaded however, you wanted to see Armando. To see that he was safe and okay.

ARMANDO POV

“We have to…we have to stop here.” I stuttered, trying to keep up with Callie.

“No, we have to keep going just to—”

“STOP!” I yelled, walking over to one of the trees, to lean on. I watched as she stopped walking and turned to look at me, she had a worried look across her face. She began walking up to me and stared at me. I wasn’t sure what she was going to say, especially with her knowing who I am.

“Thank you, Armando. For protecting me.”, she whispered, while smiling at me. I responded with a smile and looked past her to see a mid-height white woman aiming a gun at me from a distance. It was Judy.

“Callie, move away!!”, she demanded, keeping her eyes on me.

I kept my eyes on her hoping that she wouldn’t pull the trigger. However with the kind of hatred that she has on her right now, the hope is very little. Callie turned around and stood in front of me. Basically, shielding me from the woman that was watching me like a hawk. Wow.

“Mom…put the gun down.”, she whispered, putting her hands up.

“Callie! Move! Listen to your mom, you don’t know who you’re trying to save.”

“No mom, you listen..He saved my life.”

I observed as Callie tried to convince her mom to spare me. Crazy world that we live in, I had killed her father and now she’s trying to kill me. Just for her own daughter to be against it. What comes around, comes back around I guess.

“JUDY!”Mike yelled, running towards me.

“Thank you God.”, I thought to myself. Very odd for me to say but I was excited to see him, to see my dad. My dad? Has a good ring to it. I watched as he pulled me up, allowing me to put all of my weight on him now this was more comfortable. Callie and Mike were in the middle of begging Judy to spare me when I noticed that y/n was nowhere to be found.

“Hey, where is she?” I asked, looking at Marcus. Observing as he responded with eyes, I followed where he was looking, to see y/n standing directly behind Judy. What the hell was she doing?

“Mom…he saved my life. Please, we need to help him.”

“Judy, listen to Callie, we can do this a different way.”

“Judy..put the gun down.”, y/n demanded, while standing behind her. We watched as Judy’s face turned pale, her eyes shifted from Callie to Mike.

“I’m not in the mood to kill anyone anymore however, if you kill him…I’ll kill you and then your husband. That way we can leave pretty Callie…parentless. And I know you wouldn’t want that because I don’t, so please listen to your daughter, he deserves a chance.”, y/n explained stepping from behind her while pointing at me. She was exhausted, and I could tell by the way she was trying to avoid putting weight on her leg that she was in pain.

“Judy…please.”, Mike whispered, putting his body in front of me.

“Fuck…get out of my sight.”, she responded, throwing her gun down and throwing out her arms for Callie to embrace. I watched as Callie ran and hugged her. Y/n walked from behind her, picked up Judy’s gun and handed it to her.

“It was just a scare tactic Judy..I wouldn’t have dare.”, y/n sighed while looking at her.

“I know..”, she responded, looking up at her. I watched as they sent each other a small smile and then went back to their separate ways.

“Armando…you’re pale.”, y/n whispered, walking over to me.

“I know I was stabbed on the top of my…my shoulder.”

“We need to get him help, Mike, we need an ambulance!”, she panicked, turning her attention to Mike and then back at me. I hated seeing her like this, worried and scared. It felt good to have someone care about me the way she does, however, I don’t want it to be because I’m hurt.

I began to think about my life, all of the killings that I've done and always being on the run from people. I’m tired of that, I want to live a life of peace and y/n gives me peace. However, even though this is all over now, I'm still considered a fugitive. I’m still wanted and have chains on me even if I realistically have none on right now. I looked at Mike to see him looking at the small boat that was near us and then back at me.

“Help me.”, I sighed looking at Marcus and Mike. I watched as Marcus came over and helped Mike, with keeping my balance as I walked over to the boat. I knew that I’d need to use the majority of my energy on the water so using them will help conserve it.

“Armando..what? What are you doing?”, y/n asked, walking over to the boat. “You need help,you’ve been bleeding c’mon.”

“I have to go y/n, i’m sorry.”

“What do you mean, “you have to go”? We can help you, Armando. Mike can help us, right Mike?”, she continued, desperately looking at Mike for answers. Her eyes were slowly tearing up.

“Sweetheart…stop.”

“No, Armando! No…I’m not going to stop, are you fucking crazy? You’ve been bleeding for God knows how long and you have cuts across your chest. Please Mike….Marcus, help him.”, she cried now walking up to me.

I turned to look at Mike and Marcus to see them looking at y/n helplessly. I didn’t want to see her this way, but it was for the best. For the both of us.

“I mean…Armando we can—”

“No Marcus, don’t. Y/n this for the best, I know it is.”, I interrupted. I turned to look at Mike to see tears trying to form in his eyes. Once he realized it, he quickly turned around to avoid crying in front of me. Marcus walked up to the boat and looked at me, a million things went through his head but only four words came out of his mouth. “I love you nephew.”

I stood on the boat and shifted my glance towards y/n. She was looking at Mike hoping that he would speak up; however, there was no response.

“Come here, y/n.”, I sighed, looking at her.

“Armando..why do you have to be difficult, huh? You’re pale, bleeding….fucking dying.”, she cried, walking over to me. She threw herself on to me and embraced me with a tight hug. Burying her head into my shoulder, although the pain was unbearable, the time that I was about to spend away from her was even worse.

I pulled her away from me and gently grabbed her face and softly kissed her lips. Her lips, y/n’s. One of a kind.

“Listen…”, I whispered, taking off the small gold necklace that was around my neck and connecting it around y/n’s. I watched as she looked down at it and then at me. Her eyes were slightly pink and red from crying and I could see bruises on her face. I grabbed her hand and turned around so that the both of us could look out onto the body of water. I could hear sirens coming from the distance, so I knew that whatever I wanted to say…I needed to say it fast.

“I love you y/n…and I mean it. You completed me and you made me feel free inside and I want you to know that. I will be gone and I will miss you, even if it may be in death. No soul will ever compare to yours and if my time comes to an end today or whenever before I get to see you again. I will wait for you on the other side…no matter how long it will be.”, I explained, trying to hold on to whatever strength that was still in my body.

“Oh Armando..”she wailed, covering her eyes with her other hand. I softly moved her hand and pointed towards the water.

“And even though you can’t swim…I’ll be in the waters, allowing you to feel my presence when you near it and to keep you safe if you decide to get in it y/n. So this isn’t a goodbye, it’s a see you later because time will forever be by our side, no matter what. I promise.”, I finished, lifting up my pinky finger.

I watched as she shook her head in agreement and connected her finger with mind. I grabbed her to hug and to give her a kiss one more time, this time allowing my hand to caress her stomach.

“Armando…”, Marcus sniffled. “We will take care of her.” He had his lips sucked in and tears were slowly streaming down his face.

“Yeah, I’ll make sure of that. You just make sure that you take care of yourself.” Mike added, walking over to me. He patted me gently on his chest and looked at me. Maybe trying to figure out something to say. I looked over to y/n to see her walking over to Marcus and then focused my gaze back at Mike.

“You know Mike you don’t have to—”

“I love you son.”Mike interrupted, putting his hand on my shoulder. I watched as he quickly switched to the other and then looked at me to make sure that I was okay. However, I was speechless. Hearing an “I love you” from my dad was something that I've been longing for, for years. Secretly praying to God that I would one day meet my father and have all of my unanswered questions answered. To have this cold heart and mindset that I have always had towards others, be soft. Who knew that three special words coming from him would mean the world to me.

I watched as he searched my eyes for answers while he nervously bit the inside of his cheek. I grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a hug. Instantly feeling healed. Instantly feeling the years of feeling worthless and not wanted by him, leave my body. I finally felt seen.

“I didn’t forget about my two promises, I will keep them.”, he whispered, patting me softly on his back.

I listened as he continued to talk to me about the past and everything that we discussed leading up to today. I understood every word and knew that he would keep it so I decided to pull away.

I watched as he turned around to walk towards Christine. His head was low and his body had defeat written all over it. I turned to look at Marcus and y/n to see Marcus looking at me while y/n head stayed buried into his chest. I looked back at Mike and said the words that the little boy in me couldn't wait to say.

“I love you too dad.”

Finally…. finally I was able to say it. Able to get those words off of my chest, to express how I've truly felt about him all this time. Even though anger, hatred and unforgiveness was blinding me. Crazy how when death knocks on the door, it brings people together. He turned around and gave me a smile while tears ran down his cheeks.

Looking at everyone and seeing the way everyone was emotional, made me realize how important I actually was. I sat down and grabbed the two paddles that were in the boat, using them to push myself out onto the water. After a couple pushes, I found myself further and further away from the group, allowing the water to do the work while I kept my eyes on y/n.. Although I was slowly drifting away from her, our spirits were reaching out to each other. As the boat became further away from them, I could feel my vision slowly become blurry and my heart begin to slow down. The world around me was gradually going silent and I didn’t want y/n to worry so I sat the paddle in the boat and raised my hand to wave so that she would know that I was okay.

Until I could feel my body go numb and the world around me go dark, my time had come to an end.

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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so if you go on one of your posts, click the three dots to share it or the arrow, then you can click copy link. you can either just paste the link or wrote part 1 then highlight/select that then on the right hand side it comes up with 2 interlocking chains and that will be the hyperlink button but this is all for mobile

Okay thank you for explaining this to me!! I am currently in the process of writing Part TWELVE which will be the last part of the series (lowkey thinking about adding an alternative ending) so once I am finished, I will do this!! Thank you!!!

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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do u have a masterlist with all the links to the different parts for the armando fic

I'm new to tumblr so I have no clue how to create one! However, if someone tells me how, I can create one for you guys!!

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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Bad Boys Ride or Die (Armando x Reader) Part ELEVEN

(!! I made this one short because I wanted the last part to be good and long for the readers!! Thank you so much for your patience and support!!!! I will begin working on the Last Part tomorrow!! :) )

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Y/N POV

“I’m so sorry y/n…”, Howard whispered, sitting on the chair next to your hospital bed. He grabbed your hand and held it. His eyes were searching your face for answers but couldn’t find one. The room was cold and although Howard was right by your side while you had heavy security outside of your hospital room.You still felt alone. Tears began to run down your face, they were warm and sharp. It almost felt as if it had hurt your eyes to cry.

“I…I can’t have kids anymore Captain…I can’t—”

“No, no…he said that it would be a miracle, that’s never a no. You just need to heal and allow time to take its time y/n.”, he interrupted.

“We will find McGrath and make sure that you get the justice that you deserve, this isn’t your fault y/n.”

Your heart felt empty, your eyes were swollen and slightly pink from all of the crying that you were doing so in response you just stared at Howard and nodded your head.

“I’m going to go talk to the doctor about your stay. I will be right back, okay.”,

You watched as Howard got up and walked out of your room. Slowly taking your attention from the door to your stomach, you began to rub it and could feel the stitches that were left from the surgery. Until you started hearing gunshots, throwing your head back towards the door, you could see people running and screaming.

“What the hell?”, you whispered, flipping the covers while trying to slowly lift your body up from the bed.

“Y/N, MCGRA—”, before Howard could finish his sentence, you watched as he was shot several times from somebody behind him. You felt your heart drop and screamed in horror when…..

“Y/N!!! WAKE UP!!”, Armando yelled, climbing on top of you while softly shaking you.

You opened your eyes to be met by Armando's intense stare, he was examining your trying to figure out what you were dreaming about to have you screaming as if you were being tortured.

Sweat ran down your face while your breathing became heavy, you slightly pushed Armando off of you and sat up in your bed. It had been forever since you’ve had one of those kinds of dreams, especially about losing you and McGrath’s baby. You buried your head in your hands when suddenly, your hotel door flew open while being greeted by hard footsteps. You looked up to see Mike and Marcus standing there while aiming their guns around.

“FREEZEEE…oh”, Marcus yelled, before looking over to you and Armando.

You were confused at why he looked at you and Armando with a blank and awkward facial expression until you looked back at Armando to see him standing, while covering his member with his hands.

You looked down to see that you were also still naked from you and Armando sexual games last night.

So you quickly grabbed the sheets that were on the floor and wrapped it around your body.

“This is so embarrassing…”, you whispered, getting up while looking at Armando and then at Mike.

You observed as Mike stared at you and Armando. You weren’t sure what was going through his mind but hoped that it was nothing.

“You owe me a hundred dollars!”Marcus laughed, while leaving your hotel room.

“I’m going to go…go take a shower.”, You awkwardly whispered, grabbing a towel and running to the bathroom.

ARMANDO POV

We watched as y/n ran into the bathroom and slammed the door. I wanted to take one with her but by the looks of it, I could see that not happening.

“Like Father, like son huh.”, I sarcastically replied. Grabbing the covers that were on the bed and wrapping it around my waist.

“I’m going to go and get you guys a bag that has clothes in them. Put them on and come to Marcus’s and I room.”, he sighed, walking towards the door.

“Mike, y/n and I are together now.”, I hurriedly responded while walking up to him.

I wasn’t sure why I felt the need to say that to him but I did.

“I know Armando, I saw it coming a couple days ago.”

“It's a good thing right? She liked me and I liked her and she—”, before I could finish my sentence, I watched as he turned around and looked at me.

“Look, I knew that you guys liked each other but I didn’t think that you guys would take it this far, Armando. With what you’ve both been through, you guys need to think about it.”, he interrupted, looking at the bed and then back at me.

I was lost, y/n was the one who said that he told her not to play with my emotions however now he’s feeling the opposite.

“What the hell do you mean?”

“Armando, what do you think is going to happen once we’re done with McGrath? Huh? You guys are going to run off into the sunset while holding hands?”

I had no response.

“I want you guys together, I do. Even if you hearing this from me, don’t mean shit to you but once this ends…You will still be a fugitive while y/n will be free. So it’ll be hard for the both of you to work that out.”

“Wait, you said that you were going to help me Mike?”, I replied. I knew that what he was saying was the truth however, there has to be a different route. I watched as he searched the room for answers. At first there wasn’t a thought behind his eyes, until his eyes suddenly focused back on me.

“Armando, I have an idea but I need you to trust me.”, he answered, putting his hand on my right shoulder. I couldn’t help but to look at him weirdly. The way he was looking at me, had me oddly uncomfortable. However, I couldn’t help but to be curious.

“What is it?”

“...You’re going to have to take it back…it may not make sense right now but—” “Hell no Mike, are you crazy. Y/n and I just had sex and made it official last night, she’s going to think I used her for her body!”, I loudly whispered, throwing his hand off of my shoulder. Horrible timing Mike. Horrible timing.

“I know but you have to trust me, it’ll work out in the end for the both of you, I promise you that. You have to do it, Armando or I can’t help you!”, he demanded. Before I could respond, I could hear a door shut behind me.

“Mike…Armando, is everything okay?”, Y/n said walking towards the both of us.

I looked back at y/n and then back at Mike and watched as he stared at y/n.

“Yeah y/n, everything is fine. Just son and father things, you know.”, he laughed. Leaning past me to grab the door knob. I watched as he shut the door while I just stared at it.

A part of me didn’t want to do it, however the other half felt that Mike knew what he was talking about. Shit Armando.

Y/N POV

You stood behind Armando, examining the muscles that swam across his back. You were about to touch his back, when he suddenly turned around. His breathing was short and slow. He was avoiding eye-contact with you and was looking out towards the balcony. Something was wrong.

“Armando, seriously what’s wrong? What was that conversation between you and Mike about?”, you were looking into his eyes for a response. An answer. However, he kept his glare towards the balcony.

So you grabbed his hand and guided him towards the bed. The both of you sat down and you watched as he rubbed the back of his neck. Something was bothering him, you just didn’t know what.

“I love you y/n…so much.”, he suddenly replied, turning his head to look at you while smiling.

“I love you too Armando…you know last night was—”

“But I can’t do this.”, he interrupted, now looking away.

Suddenly the room went silent, you could hear your thoughts and everything that you were feeling now being said out loud. What the hell did he mean that he can’t “do this”?

“I mean..I want to do this, us but with what’s going on I—” “Are you fucking serious, Armando?”, you sighed. You were disappointed. You finally told him how you felt. You poured your heart out to him last night as he did the same but now, he can’t “do” this. Us? You turned to look at him and could see worry across his face.

“Is it..does it have to do with McGrath?”, you whispered looking at him. You watched as he turned to look at you. His mouth was saying one thing, while his eyes were saying another. So you swallowed the lump that had slowly built up in your throat and threw how you felt out the door. Nothing was going to get in the way between you two and you were sure of that.

“We don’t know what the outcome may be today and I feel that we may be moving too fast.”, he explained, throwing his hand out to you. You knew that he was lying. You could feel it and the way he was holding himself told you that he was. That’s when you thought about Mike.

“Well, I pray that this isn’t one of those “using me for my body” situations and I know that I just caught you and Mike talking about something which led to you acting the way you are now—”, you responded, grabbing his hand and caressing it.

“No, I would never do that”, he interrupted, grabbing your hand and holding it a little tighter.

“Mike said that this would be best. With everything that is happening.”, he continued, looking at you.

You were confused. Mike?

“What the hell do you mean Armando, since when did you start listening to Mike?”

“I listen to him y/n when he makes sense. He said that it’ll be best for us not to be together, just for right now. Since i’m a fugitive and you know with your life and this McGrath shit. There’s just no balance.”, he explained, shrugging his shoulders.

You knew that what Mike was saying wasn’t entirely wrong; however, you were still confused.

“He also said that he’ll help us out because he does want to see us together. Now he didn’t explain how or when but he just said to trust him. And for some odd reason, I do. Me just saying this, doesn’t mean I mean it y/n. Because I sure as hell doesn’t.”, he continued, standing up.

You stood up also and grabbed his hand while looking up at him. Although you were against what Mike said, you knew that you could trust his word.

“Okay Armando, I trust you guys so we will just “play” as if we’re not together around them, at least until all of this shit clears.”, you laughed while caressing his cheek. You could see a small smirk come across his face as he looked down at you.

“I like the way you think.”, he smiled, picking you up. You watched as he leaned in towards you to give you a kiss, which made you respond to it. His lips were soft and smooth. You could feel his goatee mustache run smooth across your face. You found yourself deep into the moment, until you opened your eyes and noticed that he was walking towards the bathroom.

“What are you doing?”, you questioned

“We’re about to take a shower.”

“Yeah but I just took one.”

“Yeah but it was without me.”, he mocked, carrying you inside the bathroom and shutting the door.

You and Armando took a shower then quickly got dressed to head to Mike’s and Marcus’s hotel room. There was a bag filled with black clothes and police attire for you and Armando to put on once you guys were finished so after you were done, the both of you helped each other get dressed, straightened the room and then headed towards Mike’s room.

You watched as Armando walked up to the door and knocked. After a couple knocks the door finally opens to the two of you being greeted by a crowded room.

“What the hell.”, Armando whispered

“What is it?”, you replied moving from behind him to see Dorn, Kelly, Rita and her husband, Lockwood in the room with Mike and Marcus.

“Took you two forever…”, Mike sighed, signaling for you and Armando to enter.

You followed behind Armando and examined as the energy in the room shifted. Maybe it could be because it is early in the morning and everyone wants to still be in bed or because of Armando’s intimidating presence.

“Why is he here?”, you asked, pointing at Lockwood and Rita.

You felt that it was odd for him to be there, knowing that he didn’t say anything about proving Howard’s innocence and with the election coming up. He had nothing to do with this operation.

“He is a part of McGraths bullshit”, Mike answered, walking over to the group and sitting down.

“Yeah, Rita found the messages between him and McGrath. He’s behind the files…”

“And the money being transported…”

“And how McGrath found out where everyone lives.”, the group explained while looking at you.

You could feel disappointment,confusion and anger fill your body.

“So, you’re telling me…this motherfucker sitting across from me is the reason why LadyBug is dead?! THE REASON WHY THAT DUMBASS FOUND OUT WHERE I LIVED!”, you yelled now standing up. You were livid. This whole time you had been blaming yourself for Ladybug’s death, when it could’ve been avoided if Lockwood would’ve been a true politician and reported McGrath instead of working with him and allowing innocent people like Ladybug and Fletcher, to lose their lives.

You watched as Lockwood stood up and threw his hands up in defense.

“Look y/n, I don’t know what—” Before Lockwood could finish his sentence, you quickly grabbed the gun that was on the table, jumped over it and held it to his head.

“YO! Y/N CALM DOWN! —”Mike yelled, walking over towards you.

“FOR WHAT!! HE DESERVES TO DIE!!!”, you yelled looking at Mike and then back at Lockwood. Fear was written all over his face and you loved that it was.

“You shoot him, I’ll have no choice but to shoot you.”, Rita replied, pointing her gun at you. You kept your finger on the trigger and pushed the gun even more towards Lockwood's head.

“Like hell you will…”, Armando whispered. You turned to see him standing behind Rita while having two guns in his hands. One pointing at the back of Rita’s head and the other at Lockwood’s.

“You guys are married right? Till death do you part? Sounds about right…you’re call y/n.”, Armando scoffed. You couldn’t help but to squeeze the gun, you wanted to see his brain be splatted everywhere in front of you. The way McGrath did LadyBug’s.

“Just wait y/n ... .I have something for you.”, Marcus whispered, walking towards the closet that was next to the bathroom.

“What Marcus?”, you replied, keeping your eyes on Lockwood. You could see sweat forming on his forehead. He was nervous and afraid. You quickly shifted your eyes to see Marcus walking up to you while holding something in his hand.

“What the hell is that Marcus because I don’t have time for these games…”

“Here.”, he whispered, pushing his hands out to you.

You turned to see glasses in his hand.

“Marcus, what the hell am I supposed to do with glasses?”

“There Ladybug’s.”, he mumbled. “Look at them.” You took a glance and stared at them, they were black glasses with thick lenses. You looked up at Marcus, then at the glasses and then back at Lockwood.

“Those could be anyone’s Marcus, I’m not stupid!”, you yelled. You grabbed Lockwood’s head and held him down. Now pointing the gun at the back of his head.

“Take a step closer to her and I'll kill you instantly.”, Armando whispered, stepping closer to Rita while keeping his eyes on you.

“Y/n just read the arms, they have his initials on it. “L.B” C’mon y/n. We’ll make sure he goes to jail. I promise.”, Marcus reassured, now trying to hand you the glasses.

You sat the gun down while keeping a tight grip of Lockwood’s hair in your other hand and grabbed the glasses. How in the hell did he get these? You moved one of the arms of the glasses and could see Ladybug’s initials clear as day.

“How did you—”

“That night when we found you on the ground…Mike picked you up and took you to the car while I stayed behind and put him on the couch. The way you were crying over him, told me that he meant something to you and I wanted to make sure that you had something in remembrance so I took his glasses to give to you at some point. Once you heal, you know.”, he explained, stepping closer to you.

“Let him go y/n…”, Mike whispered, looking at you and then back at Marcus.

You looked down at the glasses and then at Lockwood.

“Okay..”, you sighed, setting down the glasses and the gun.

“Thank God.”, Lockwood whispered, grunting in pain. Before you knew it, you threw a punch in the back of his head and watched as his body went limp.

You looked up to see everyone shockingly looking at you as if you killed someone.

“He’s not dead, he’s just knocked out. Give him thirty minutes.”, you scoffed, grabbing your gun and glasses, climbing back over the table and sitting back in the seat that you and Armando were on.

“Lucky girl.”, Armando whispered into Rita’s ear, lowering his gun and walking to sit back next to you. You loved the fact that you didn’t have to say anything for Armando to jump and support your actions, even if others were against it. He was there. Supporting and protecting.

“Well while he’s half dead can we please discuss a plan about how we're going to get McGrath.”, Dorn sighed, walking over to pick up the papers that fell off the table.

“We don’t need a plan, we know where he is since we were able to track him from Lockwood’s phone. So let’s just go to him.”, Mike replied, grabbing some guns out of a bag and strapping them onto his leg.

“I agree, no plan, just action. That’s how we roll.”Marcus supported, folding his arms.

“And that’s how we get killed.”, Rita sighed, rolling her eyes.

“McGrath just plans on leaving the country after he kills us and receives the money…”, you added, pointing at Marcus, Mike, Armando and yourself. “So really, we just need to be in hiding and meet him at whatever transportation he plans on leaving on.” You stood up and walked over to the bags filled with weapons.

“No time needs to be wasted so we should probably be heading out in the next ten minutes.”, Kelly replied, gathering all of the information.

Everyone nodded and began to get ready. Strapping up, making sure their hollister were on good and that their bulletproof vests were on tight. You could sense Armando looking at you; however, you ignored him.

“Something happened between the two of you?”, Mike asked, looking at you and then back at Armando.

“Nope, he just doesn’t think we should be moving so quick.”, you whispered looking over at him. You watched as he looked at Armando and then back at you again. You gave a small smile, hinting to him that you knew about their conversation from earlier but by the looks of it, he was lost.

“Oh well, I'm sure it’s for the best with that being said… I know that killing McGrath is important for you as it is for me so I want the both of us to be the ones going after him. That way we know that he won’t be spared.”, he whispered. Putting the bag across his shoulders and turning to face you. You finished getting ready and tied your hair back that way it wouldn’t be in your face. You were happy that Mike was on the same page that you were on.

“For sure.”, you agreed, looking over to the group. You watched as Mike grabbed the keys that were on the counter and signaled to everyone to start heading out.

“This should be fun.”, Dorn mumbled, picking up Lockwood and throwing him across his shoulders. You watched as he walked past you, allowing Lockwood’s head to be slightly thrown everywhere. You couldn’t help but to chuckle until Armando walked up to you.

“You ready.”, he smiled looking down at you.

“Yeah lets go—” Before you could finish you were interrupted by Kelly walking up to you.

“Y/n, do you remember that video that I told you Howard left for you. The personal video.”, she whispered, looking back at Rita and then back at you. At first you were lost but after a while of allowing your thoughts to catch up, you were able to recall the conversation between the two of you.

“Yeah I remember, you were going to send it to me.”, you replied

“Yeah, I decided to not send it to you but to put it on a disc…I couldn’t help it, I felt that what he said was extremely personal and that you would need to hear it maybe alone. Nothing bad just very, heartwarming you know.”, she smiled, handing out the disc to give to you.

You grabbed it and then looked at it. You were very curious about what was on here however, you wanted your mind to be sat on today’s operation.

“Give it to me after the operation, so that I can have something to look forward to watching.”, you smiled, handing it back to her. You watched as she grabbed it and nodded her head in response. Walking back towards Rita and sparking a conversation with her while she helped her finish packing.

“What was that about?”, Armando asked, turning around to follow you out of the room.

“Some video Howard left for me to watch by myself, I don’t really know.”, you replied as the both of you walked down the long hallway.

“Well, What I do know is that…whatever happens today, I want you to be—”

“Tell me after the operation Armando.”, you interrupted, keeping your focus on the elevator.

“Huh?”, he asked as the both of you stood in front of the elevator doors waiting for it to open.

“Tell me once we kill McGrath and we both make it out alive, not now.”, you whispered, walking onto the elevator.

You watched as he followed behind you onto the elevator. There was a weird presence in the room, it wasn’t tense, but it was soft. Accepting. Danger was slowly creeping towards you while you were running towards it. This was a suicide mission, and you knew it and so did everyone else. You must’ve gotten lost into your thoughts because you suddenly felt Armando’s hand slowly hold yours. You looked down at it and then up at Armando to see him looking at you. Although a word wasn’t said, his eyes were having a conversation of its own and you understood every bit of it. You turned your head back towards the doors, held his hand tighter and let go of the breath that you didn’t know that you were holding. Allowing the silence to consume the both of you and for time to slowly reach its ending point.

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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I love your Armando x reader fanfic💕💕💕 but I do have a really random question, is the reader older than him?

Thank you so much and I tried my best to give context that reader was younger or about the same age as him however, I probably didn't do a good job at it but to answer your question, no the reader isn't older than him! :)

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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BAD BOYS RIDE OR DIE (ARMANDO x READER) UPDATE

Hello babiesssss🥹💕💕💕💕, I’ve been seeing your comments & messages!!!! We have 2 parts left on this series!!! I will be starting Part 11 tomorrow and will try to post it the same day!!! I hope that you guys have been enjoying the series, especially part 10, since people have been asking for a little SMUTT lol😭😭!!!! (My first time writing smutt so let me know what you think! Thank you loves💕

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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Bad Boys Ride or Die (ARMANDO X READER) PART TEN

The ride back was extremely awkward, Kelly and Dorn never said a word since Armando was with us and Marcus and Mike debated about old things. You eventually made it to Kelly’s home, got out of the car and started walking towards it, when you noticed Kelly pointing her finger back while side-eyeing Armando. So you turned to look at him, to see him not paying attention.

“All of you can come in, except him.”, Kelly said walking into her place. You looked back at him and watched as he shrugged.

“Armando, just wait here and let us talk to her.”, you added, following Marcus, Mike and Dorn and shutting the door.

You watched as Kelly was now pacing around, you could tell she was uncomfortable with the idea of Armando being in her home. So you scanned around, trying to allow your eyes to catch something so that you could change the subject. That’s when you noticed boxers and underwear near the couch. You thought she lived alone.

“You stay here by yourself?”you asked, pointing over to the underwear that was on the ground

Kelly and Dorn gave each other a slight look….you got them.

“We’re just friends..I mean, we’re seeing each other, you know…”, Kelly responded, trying to come up with an answer.

“We didn’t want our relationship to interfere with work, that’s why we’ve been keeping it a secret.”, Dorn explained, looking at Kelly and then at you.

Mike and Marcus looked at them with a shocked expression and then threw their hands up.

“Armando has to be with us everywhere we go, he’ll be the one to help us. Him and y/n”, Mike continued walking up to Kelly. You watched as Kelly argued back, and continued to be against it. This was going to be harder than you thought.

ARMANDO POV

I stood outside on the porch and watched the waves hit the sand. They had me waiting outside, just because people were in their feelings about me. I could hear Mike and y/n trying to convince them to let me in. I don’t need permission from anybody to do anything. So I went inside and shut her door.

They all were so busy, debating with each other that they didn’t even notice that I had walked in. Until Kelly shifted her eyes over to me. That’s when she walked up on me, pulling out her gun. I looked at her and then at the weapon that was now pointing at me.

“Well this isn’t necessary.”, I whispered, looking over at Mike and y/n.

“Chill Kelly.”, Marcus sighed.

“Kelly, I know you’re upset but he’s not going to do anything, right Armando?”Mike asked, looking over at me. He had his lips pursed out, telling me that I had no choice.

I examined Kelly and what she was wearing. A t-shirt that looked way too big for her, however, she did look fine in it. I shifted my eyes to everyone that was now staring at me, waiting for a response. Even y/n.

“Sure”, I sarcastically smiled, walking away. I kept my distance from the group to ensure that another gun wouldn’t be pulled out on me, when I noticed underwear laying on the floor. I looked up to see how close Kelly and Dorn were, they’re with each other. I watched as Kelly talked about not wanting me in her home and what I did to Howard…Same ol’, Same ol’. Until the perfect opportunity for me to create an argument between y/n and I popped up and I wasn’t going to allow myself to miss out on it.

Y/N POV

You watched as Dorn tried to calm Kelly's nerves down about Armando being in her home. She was against it but after what felt like forever of convincing, she finally agreed.

“I’ll let him stay but I’m watching you.”, she sighed, looking over at Armando.

“I want you too.”Armando responded, sitting down on a stool against the wall.

You, Kelly, Marcus, Dorn and Mike were flabbergasted. You couldn’t help but to turn your head and look at him. What the hell did he mean he “wanted her” to?

“Look..guys he’s just kidding.”, you laughed, trying to ignore what was just said

“Armando…”, Marcus scoffed, walking towards him. You watched as he threw his hands up as a sign of “surrender” and looked at you. You turned your head to avoid eye-contact.

“Kelly, are you okay…we need you guys help. We’re a team.”, Mike continued, looking at Kelly and Dorn.

“Yeah, I am. I’m fine, okay.”, Kelly sighed, leaning into Dorn’s chest.

“Yes you are.”, Armando flirted, getting up and walking towards the group.

“Yo, what the fuck is your problem?”, Dorn questioned, turning around to face him

“Armando….”

“Seriously.” you scoffed. You were jealous at this point, you and Armando just kissed not even thirty minutes ago and he’s flirting with Kelly now. You were livid.

“Look, can we focus!”Mike yelled, while looking at everyone in the room.

“We need to figure out where McGrath is, so everyone go to the van.”Mike instructed, pointing towards the door.

You looked at Armando disgustingly and then walked outside, you could hear Marcus talking about how mad you were but you didn’t care. Who the fuck did Armando think he was? You went to sit on the porch, allowing the others to walk to the van and figure shit out themselves.

“Y/n you’re not coming?”, Armando asked, sarcastically. You remained silent, and stared as he allowed Mike, Marcus and Dorn to get on the van.

“You can go…”, Kelly demanded, pointing inside.

“Ladies first, i’m a gentleman…”, Armando smirked, intensely staring at Kelly.

You watched as Kelly stepped onto the small stairs and went inside, when Armando gave her a fake air butt slap. Now you could feel your blood boiling, while you were shaking your legs. Until you allowed yourself to think….Breathe

“In and out, In…out.”, you whispered, looking out into the ocean. That’s when you realized he was trying to make you jealous. To be upset and to drool over him. You knew a man with an ego like Armando, they love women over them so you quickly thought of something.

“Well, he’s always looking at me, especially when I’m talking to Mike or other men in general.”, You whispered. You looked down to see that you were still wearing the flannel from earlier. However your legs were covered. So you found yourself looking at the ocean, your top and then your jeans, repeatedly. That’s when it hit you, you knew exactly how to beat Armando at his own game.

ARMANDO’S POV

I was inside the van, sitting against the chair that was up against the wall. Marcus, and Mike were talking to Dorn and Kelly, to help them search through Howard’s files to see if we could get anything that would lead us to McGrath. Y/n and McGrath. Y/n and McGrath. I couldn’t help but to repeat that in my head, how did he pull someone like y/n. Have to be a pervert because she’s young, around my age, so imagine back when…..nevermind.

I was so caught up into thinking about what McGrath and y/n relationship may have been like, that I didn’t even notice the van door being opened. It was y/n and she was wet. Why the hell was she wet? “Happy to see you…joining us.”, Mike whispered, looking at y/n and then down at her legs and then back at the computer.

When the hell did she take off her jeans and why were they dripping water.

“Yeah, I figured you guys would need my help?”, she smiled, walking over to Mike.

“What the hell were you doing y/n? Going for a swim?”Marcus laughed, looking down at her. I watched as Dorn slightly shifted his head down to her legs and then at me.

“No, I felt my body overheating a little bit so I decided to go to the water and wet myself a little bit, since that’s the only thing that knows how to get the job done.”, she smiled, keeping her focus on Marcus.

I watched as Marcus looked at me, then at y/n and laughed. He knew exactly what was going on.

“Armando, baby…you wouldn’t mind me sitting across from you. Just until we find what we’re looking for.”, she continued walking over. Baby, when the hell did she start calling me baby? I remained silent but couldn’t help but to observe her legs, the way the water glided down it slowly, while her skin was smooth and as silky as brown silk. She was turning me on and she knew it.

I looked up at Mike to see him slightly laughing, I didn’t find it funny at all. I could feel hot tension slowly crawling up my back while I tried to avoid y/n presence. This was going to be hard.

Y/N POV

You knew you had him, you made sure to walk over to the chair that was across from him a certain way and to throw enough water on you so that it would keep you soaked. You sat down and watched as he kept his head turnt from you. You began to act oblivious, just to stir up a conversation.

“So..Armando, how was your day?”, you asked, messing with your hair. You made sure it stayed wet, that way if you wanted to take it down and coil it, you could. You watched as he adjusted himself on the stool and turned to look at you.

“What do you mean?”, he answered, giving you a slight look and then turning back towards Mike and the rest of the group. You could see him tapping his foot, probably hoping that something will be brought up.

“You don’t mind, do you? I’m still sweating and it’s hot in this van.”. You flirted, unbuttoning the top part of your flannel that will be revealing a little bit of your cleavage. You could feel water running down it, and you know that it would be perfect to catch Armando’s attention. And you were right, he was watching you like a hawk. So you scooted up in the chair that you were sitting in, leaned your head against the wall and slightly departed your legs open, not enough for him to see anything but just enough for him to imagine.

ARMANDO’S POV

I hate her. I hate her for the way she’s teasing and I hate her for the fact that she was beating me at my own games. I watched as she took a deep sigh and adjusted her hips forward. Her thighs were showing and her legs were slightly separating. I was turned on, and I could feel my bestfriend knocking to be exposed. However, this wasn’t the place. I needed to get y/n alone, to have her all to myself.

“Armando, you never answered my—”, before she could finish her sentence, Mike yelled at us to come see whatever was happening on the screens.

I got up to walk over to y/n as soon as I saw her stand but she ignored me and ran towards the group. Clever move. Walking over, I could see an extreme and intense look on everyone’s faces. What the hell is going on?

“ BEHIND YOU REGGIE!!”, Marcus yelled, pointing at the screen. I turned to see a tall, black guy with barely hair and a mustache fighting off guys that were in a kitchen.

“What’s going on?”I asked, looking at each screen that was in front of me.

“McGrath’s people.”, y/n replied, folding her arms. I looked down to see her breasts pushed up together. Could it be a push-up bra? Or maybe it's the way she has her arms folded? I must’ve been staring too long because she noticed and started buttoning up the shirt that she was wearing. Damn.

We all watched intently as Reggie fought each person. One moment it was him and one person and then the next minute, it was five. By the time he was finished, the house was smoking and two women were running out the door, while Reggie soluted the camera and then followed. Had to be Marcus’s family.

“Wait, how did he know that camera was there?”Marcus asked, looking around.

I watched as Mike stood there for a second, as if he was in deep thought and hurriedly ran out the van. The rest of us looked at each other and then followed after him.

“Mike what is?”, Dorn asked, shutting the van door.

He didn’t respond, he just pulled out a phone, punched something in and threw it up to his ear. We all just stood there confusingly and watched Mike as he kept trying to call the same number, over and over again.

“Damn it, she’s not answering.”, he sighed, looking up at y/n. I turned to look at her and watched as she looked at me back, she was worried.

“Who is he trying to call?”I was curious about why he was panicking.

“His wife, Christine.”, y/n answered looking at me and then back at Mike. We watched as he took a couple steps away from us, and called again. This time he was successful.

“Christine…baby, you need to leave…No, don’t worry about…who’s there? Shit.”, he stuttered looking over at us.

“Judy’s daughter, Callie is there.”, he sighed looking at Marcus.

“Take her and leave, some bad people may be heading your way, Christine…hello?”Mike continued. I watched as he tried to talk to his wife, he must’ve not been getting through to her. Maybe a bad connection?

“The phone line was disconnected.”

That’s when he quickly received a notification, it was a video. We couldn’t see what was going on but we could hear everything. McGrath and his men had Judy’s daughter, Callie and Christine. And he wanted us to transfer all of the smuggled money from Howard’s files to his, and give ourselves up for Callie and Christine.

“He didn’t give us a location…how can we find them??”, y/n asked, looking at Kelly and Dorn.

“I don’t know, we will need to use that phone so we can see if we can track him down that way.”, Kelly replied, reaching her hand towards Mike. I watched as Mike passed the phone to her.

“We can try to find them tonight, He’ll kill them if we don’t.”, Mike continued looking at all of us.

“I’m sorry Mike but you won’t find him. He’ll probably take them to a whole new location. Give Kelly and I time to go through the phone and the files to find something that will help us.”, Dorn explained.

“How long will that be?”

“Could be all night…”, Dorn replied.

“They’ll be dead by then!”Mike yelled, walking towards the shore. We watched as Marcus went after him, while y/n, Dorn, Kelly and I stayed back. He was hurt and I would be too if the woman I was married to was taken from me.

“Can you guys give us a second?”, y/n asked, turning towards Dorn and Kelly. They responded with a nod and then headed back inside.

“Armando, McGrath isn’t going to kill them.”, y/n said looking at me.

“And how do you know that?”

I was lost on how she could be so sure about him. Yeah she knew him but when it comes to holding people hostages, you treat them like rags. You never keep them for a long time and at some point you trash them.

“Because…if McGrath wanted to kill them, he would’ve done it. He never waits.”, she explained looking at me. I knew that she had a point, so I just shook my head in agreement.

“I believe the best thing for us to do right now, is to go to a hotel and rest just a little bit. Just so we can have some kind of energy for when the time comes to meet up with him. Because I’m sure it won’t be pretty.”, she explained, putting her hands on her hips.

“I agree, we should go tell him…well you should.”, I replied, turning my attention towards Marcus and Mike. They were hugging. Mike's shoulders were slumped, showing a sign of defeat.

“Well c’mon then.”, she smiled walking towards Marcus and Mike.

We weren’t too far away from Marcus and Mike, so by the time we started walking up to Mike. He was already heading back towards us.

“Mike…you don’t have anything to worry about. McGrath won’t kill them, he’s just using them until we come to him and bring Howard’s files. I promise you that…Armando and I won’t allow anything to happen to them.”, y/n promised, looking at Mike and then at me.

“Yeah.”, I responded. I allowed y/n to lead this time, trusting that she knew what she was talking about.

And if I’m being honest, this probably won’t be the last time she’ll lead. I love when she becomes dominant and takes control.

“ He’s after all of us but now we have two innocent people involved, so we all need to be focused and have a clear mind. I suggest we go to a hotel, we don’t have to stay there the whole time but just until Dorn and Kelly send us info about McGrath and where he may be located. This will allow us to clean up and get some type of rest before we go after him.”, she explained.

I watched as Mike had a face of disapproval until Marcus softly touched him on the shoulder and told him that it was for the best. Which it was, I am going to use this time to absolutely fuck the shit out of y/n and she doesn’t even know it.

Y/N POV

You could tell that Mike didn’t want to follow through with what you suggested, however thankfully Marcus was there to back you up. So the four of you headed back to Kelly’s house and explained the plans that you had for the rest of the night. It was late and you were tired so as soon as Kelly and Dorn offered to give you guys a bag filled with materials that you’ll need for tomorrow and to drop you off. You made sure that you and Armando were the first ones out of her home, that way Mike wouldn’t change his mind last minute.

The group decided to not pick a hotel that was too far, that way Dorn and Kelly would be able to automatically pick you guys up. Walking in you were met by the aroma of the smell of roses, it had to be the kind of air-freshener that was used. You allowed the boys to walk up to the counter and deal with the pay of the rooms, while you sat on the lounging chairs and listened.

“Oh shit, Mike Lowry and Marcus Burnett do you guys remember me, Jojo!!!!?”, the guy at the counter excitedly yelled. You watched as Mike and Marcus threw their heads around and scanned the area, probably making sure no one heard him say their names. Armando looked back at you and pointed at the guy. You shrugged your shoulders in response.

“Hey Jojo, I know that it’s been forever and we would love to talk but we’re busy and tired so can you get us a room”, Mike sighed, smiling at him and then pointing at the group.

“You four are together?”

“Yeah.”, Marcus replied, leaning his body against the counter.

“You…four..together..For real?”, he repeated, shockingly. At first you were confused on why he was acting that way but then the longer you stared at Marcus, Mike and Armando…the more you realized what it looked like. Hell the only thing you were wearing was the oversized flannel t-shirt that Mike gave you earlier.

So you decided to get up and tease Armando some more, the way you did earlier. Unbuttoning the top of your buttoned shirt, you walked over to the counter and softly pushed Armando, Mike and Marcus out the way. Allowing them to form a circle around you, while you stayed in the middle.

“You’re cute…what’s your name?”, you smirked, tilting your head slowly to the side.

“My….My…My name? Uh damn..what’s my name?”, he stuttered, slapping his head.

“Jojo…can you get our rooms or not?”, Marcus interrupted.

“Hey, don’t do that baby, he can probably come and have fun with us.”, you flirted, turning around to Armando, Marcus and Mike. You could help but to laugh on the inside. The way they were trying to read you and figure out what the hell you were doing.

“Watch and pay attention.”, you whispered looking at Armando and then walking past him. He was livid, he tried grabbing your arm to stop you but you gently rejected him.

“Jojo is your name, right?”

“Yeah…”

“Well..Jojo, are you free tonight?”, you smirked, walking around the corner to where he was.

“Because I am…and they are too. Maybe you can join us and..I don’t know…make it..five…”, you continued, now standing in front of him. You could see his heart drop as excitement poured over his face. You grabbed the tie that he was wearing and pulled him close to you. He was now sweating.

“Um…One room…you said?”, he stuttered, examining your chest that was now exposed.

“Actually..papi, make it two, I want my own room…”

“Three....I’m not sharing a room with them, they act like children.”Armando interrupted, leaning against the counter. He was watching intensely and you knew what you were doing was bothering him.

“Can you make it three then, please Jojo.”, you begged, seductively staring into his eyes.

“At this point, give us the damn rooms for free Jojo and fix yourself.”, Marcus sighed, frustratedly.

“Yeah Jojo, you should and you should also stop by my room later, when you’re free.”, you flirted, letting go and leaving from behind the counter. You walked back towards the boys to be met by Marcus and Mike staring at you with a “girl-are-you-crazy-” look, while Armando ignored you.

“Yeah, I can most definitely give it to you guys for free tonight….Of course not because…you know..but.. You know…I know you Mike, that’s why.”, he stuttered, frantically pacing around to find the keys.

You pointed towards the row of keys that were hanging on the wall and watched as he grabbed three of them and passed them out to Mike, Armando and then you.

The four of you grabbed the keys and then walked over to the elevator and watched as Jojo followed. Mike was the first to get on, then soon the rest of you followed.

“Were you being serious?”, Jojo asked, as the elevator began to shut.

“So serious..”, you smiled, waving at him. You kept your smile as the elevator doors were slowly shutting and watched as Jojo walked back to the counter.

As soon as the doors closed, you stopped smiling and walked over towards the walls of the elevator. You threw your head back against it and started buttoning up your shirt. You felt that the room was too silent so you looked up to see Marcus, Mike and Armando looking at you.

“What?”, you asked confusingly. You knew exactly why they were looking at you but you decided to act oblivious.

“Shit nothing, that was crazy.”, Marcus laughed, walking up to you to give you dap. You returned the favor and couldn’t help but to laugh about it.

“Very much so, never thought that you would do something like that..ever.”, Mike giggled, caressing his mustache.

You turned your attention towards Armando to see him leaning against the wall while trying not to look at you. He was clenching and unclenching his jaw, causing his temples to show. While the tip of his foot was tapping against the floor.

“I mean…Armando that shit was crazy, like seriously. The way Jojo freezed when she walked up to him. He was stuttering, BAD…i’ve never seen that happen before. You did that y/n.”, Marcus smiled, while clapping his hands.

“It was bullshit!!! That was bullshit, what the fuck were you doing y/n!?”, Armando yelled, now looking at you. His eyes looked as if they were black and the veins in his throat were slowly making an appearance.

“Ah shit.”, Mike whispered, scooting closer towards Marcus. Leaving room between you and Armando.

You looked at him and turned your focus towards the numbers that were lighting up. Your hall was coming up.

“I was just helping Marcus and Mike out, Armando…so they wouldn’t have to pay anything. And it worked.”, you explained, keeping your attention on the doors.

“She’s not lying, Armando…it worked.”Marcus supported. Mike shrugged his shoulders in agreement and then threw his hands up as a peace offering once he noticed how mad Armando was.

After what felt like forever, the doors finally opened. Allowing you, Marcus, Mike and Armando to leave. Your rooms were at the end of the hallway, next to each other. You walked up to your room and put your key through the knob, after a couple twists and turns the door finally opened and you were greeted by the crisp, freezing temperatures of the room.

You turned around to shut it, when you noticed Armando walking into his room and then slamming the door. You won and you knew you did. It felt good to shatter his pride and to beat him at his own games. He started it and you finally finished it. Shutting the door, you ran over to your nice, fluffed out bed and threw yourself on top of it and laid there. It felt like you were being hugged by one big cloud, while you were in Antartica. You were so focused on laying down that you didn’t realize the open balcony, so you got up and walked over to it and glanced at the night sky. You were in love with the view that you had. The bright lights lit up Miami, while the ocean shore danced around freely with each other.

You stood there for a couple minutes, then decided to go and hop in the shower since it was late. About twenty minutes passed by and you were finally out of the shower. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around your body, you walked over to the blow-dryer that was in your bathroom and started drying your hair. When you heard a knock on your door.

“HOLD ON!!”, you yelled, setting the dryer down while looking at yourself in the mirror. Your hair had shrunk from it being wet and you didn’t want to open the door with your hair looking the way it did, so you decided to grab another towel and wrap it.

Turning off the lights and walking over to the door, you took a quick glance at the clock that was on the nightstand and looked at the time.

“It’s one in the morning, who the hell is it?!”, you asked, walking up to the door and looking through the peephole. It was Armando. He was wearing nothing but pants with his boxers slightly showing. You could see water slightly dripping down his neck from his hair. He had just gotten out of the shower.

“Fuck.”, you whispered, running back towards your bed and then slowly walking back towards the door.

“Jojo, baby..I’m coming. Just hold on.”, you continued, softening your tone. You stood there and waited a couple seconds and then opened the door, making sure that you had your head turned towards the balcony to act shocked to see Armando.

“Jojo, I have the balcony curtains open, so that everyone can see us..”, you flirted, opening the door and then turning to see Armando leaning against the door frame with one arm up to support his weight.

“Oh…you’re not Jojo.”, you sighed, disappointedly, walking back towards your bed. You were playing with Armando and he knew that you were. You could hear the door shutting and then steps creeping up behind you. Before you knew it, Armando aggressively turned you around and pulled you closer to him.

He was towering over you. His eyes were filled with fire, passion, and lust. You didn’t know where he was, but you knew that he wasn’t in the room with you at the moment. You watched as he leaned his head down and gave you a slight peck on the lips. A peck of permission, trying to see if you would allow him to continue on with what he wanted to do to you. So you answered, grabbing his face and kissing him as passionately as you could. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist. You could feel his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth, so you explored his. Allowing the both of you to fight for dominance, to see who would lead.

He won… you could feel his hands start to rub on your ass, when he patted it. Signaling you to jump, so you did.

ARMANDO POV

I wanted to be inside of her, to hear her moan, cry and to be all over me. I needed her. Bad. So while we made out, I gently patted her round, firm big ass that she carries and signaled for her to jump. And when she jumped, we never allowed our kiss to break contact. Keeping it close and allowing it to get as juicy as it could. I held her butt underneath my hands and carried her to her bed. Throwing her onto the clean bed that was now about to become dirty. I watched as she kept her towel wrapped around her body and scooted towards the end of the bed.

She turned her focus towards the door and looked back at me.

“What if someone walks in?”, she asked, leaning back, allowing her forearms to support her body weight.

“Then we put on a show.”, I smirked, slowly unzipping my pants, wanting to see her become impatient.

Once I finished unzipping and unbuttoning my pants, I pulled them down along with my boxers, allowing my member to be exposed. I watched as her face went from being extremely passionate to now being slightly worried.

“Damn…Armando.”, she whispered, looking up at me.

“Big shoes..”, I smirked, climbing on top of her.

“I don’t know..I don’t think I can—”

“I’ll be gentle, I promise. We can start off slow and build up to it. You’re in control.”, I reassured, now hovering over her as she laid down. She shook her head, yes, and then allowed me to start kissing her again. I was ready.

Y/N POV

You were terrified. Never having someone that big inside of you before. He had everything, the length and the width. You felt blessed knowing that it was now yours however scared because it had been a minute since you’ve last had sex. Although, you knew that you were ready. You wanted him inside of you, to hear him beg, moan and whimper. To see him damn near cry. You wanted it all, so you started kissing him and biting him on his neck.

You could feel your towel that was once covering your body now exposing it so you grabbed it, trying to wrap it over you again.

“You’re beautiful, I don’t care about your scars, stretch marks or rolls y/n. They’re normal.”, he whispered, looking you in the eyes.

You were hesitant, it has been a minute since you’ve been fully naked in front of a man so you weren’t sure how he would react. However, you trusted that Armando meant what he said, so you removed your towel. You could feel his hands opening up your legs while massaging the inside of your thighs. You were getting hot and could slowly feel your clit start to throb.

You closed your eyes and allowed Armando to explore your body, you were now experiencing your thoughts about Armando coming to life but you also wanted to savor the feeling. You could feel his fingers run across your womanhood, making your hips twitch forward towards him. You wanted more of it and he caught on. So he started gently and slowly rubbing your clit in a circular emotion while leaving kisses across your chest.

“Fuck Armando…”, you moaned, your eyes were now open and you were looking up at him.

“That feels good..doesn’t it.”, he smirked, shifting his body closer towards you. He was now pressing down on it and was picking up in speed. You could feel your heart racing and ringing in your ears, you felt yourself about to cum when he suddenly stopped.

“Not yet….”, he whispered, stopping and getting on top of you. You took a deep breath and allowed yourself to exhale, it felt good and you knew there were more to come.

ARMANDO POV

I used one of my hands to allow her head to sit up on it. I wanted her head to have as much support as it needed so she wouldn’t get hurt.

“Open…your legs.”, I demanded, kissing her in between. I felt as she separated her legs and kept her feet on the bed. I made my way down to her breast, nibbling on them while leaving hickey’s across them. She was moaning and pushing her body towards me. She wanted more. I hovered back over her and stared into her eyes, I was worried myself. I want to leave her sore but I don’t want to cause her any pain either. I must’ve gotten so lost into my thoughts because that’s when I felt one of her hands gently caressing my cheek.

“I want you inside of me.”

GREENLIGHT ARMANDO, GREENLIGHT!!!

We kept eye-contact the whole time, as I grabbed my dick and rubbed it against her clit. Up…down…up…down, I dragged it, allowing her to get as wet as she could before putting it inside her. Once I felt it was time, I softly guided my member inside the entrance of y/n pussy and started coming in and out of her slowly.

“Ugh..fuck y/n, you feel so good.”, I moaned, putting my head in the crook of her neck. I kept going, pumping in and out….in and out. Slowing down and then slightly picking up speed. Allowing her body to adjust to me being inside of her.

“Shit Armando, faster…”, she whimpered, grabbing my back. So I listened, picking up in speed, while allowing our moans and grunts to create music in the room. I was several pumps in when we heard a knock on the door. I looked up to see y/n with her eyes rolled to the back of her head, she didn’t hear it, so I kept going and started kissing her neck. Allowing my dick to get as deep as possible inside of her. That’s when I heard another knock, this time she heard it.

“Who..who is….fuck.”, she whispered, now scratching my back. Her nails were sharp and slightly dug into my skin, however I was enjoying the pain.

I started slowing down, so that I could lift my body up to pull her underneath me some more. I grabbed her legs and hinted for her to wrap her legs around me and then started kissing the side of her neck. I was ready to go deeper.

“Baby..somebody is at the door for you.”, I teased kissing her on the side of her cheek, while picking up my pace. I wanted to hear her struggle to talk. So I started making my strokes longer and allowed my dick to drag out slow and then back in fast.

“Who…fuck, who is it?”, she moaned, squeezing her eyes shut.

“It’s me..JoJo, I brought you flowers.”, Jojo yelled from behind the door.

Perfect, I had a perfect time for her to let everyone know who she belonged to. That she was mine, I wanted to hear her say it. Loud and Proud.

“Are we together?”, I whispered into her ear, now going crazy inside of her. I could feel myself start to twitch while my heart jumped out of my chest. However, I wasn’t going to stop, not until she said it. Instead she kept whimpering and moaning, louder and louder each time I went inside her. So I turned her around and made her get on all fours.

“You’ll say it, before we leave here…”, I laughed, pushing her back down and lining my dick towards her entrance. I pushed myself inside of her and listened as our moans conjoined together. I loved this shit, everything about it. So I pulled away and then pushed back in, while holding on to her hips. Allowing me to be in control.

Y/N POV

You were seeing stars. You could feel him inside of you and it made you feel good. Everytime you thought he would slow down from hitting it from the back, he would pick up speed.

“Say it.”, he moaned, now slamming into your body. You were stubborn. You wanted to see how long you could go with hearing him beg about you being his. So you allowed your whimpers to be your response.

So he kept going, faster and faster but this time, you could feel his hand rubbing your clit. He was finding his rhythm and once he did, he mastered it. In and out, in and out while he rubbed on you.

“Y/n… are you mine?”he asked again, pulling your body up against his chest and now, slightly choking you.

“FUCK ARMANDO!!!”, you yelled, putting his head between the crook of your neck and allowing him to kiss your shoulders.

“You feel so good y/n..”, he whined, still massaging your clit while pumping inside of you.

You were slowly building up inside, you could feel it. The next stroke he does would be over for you, but you didn’t stop him.

“Shit…say it.”, he grunted, roughly grabbing your body and hugging you closer to him. You could feel him twitching inside of you. He was about to cum.

“I’m yours Armando, baby, I’m yours.”, you moaned, you could feel your body begin to shake but he didn’t stop.

“Good girl.”, he replied, still going until he released, which was soon after.

“Fuck y/n…te sientes tan bien, te sientes tan jodidamente bien….”, he repeated, massinging your breasts while leaving soft kisses across your back. You turned around to look at him, his eyes were closed and you looked down to see his dick still twitching.

“Come here…”, you whispered, getting up off the bed. You watched as Armando stared at you confusingly until you pointed towards the balcony.

“Seriously?”, he smiled, wiping the sweat off his forehead while getting out of the bed. You observed Armando’s body as he walked over to you. His broad shoulders stuck out to you the most, and the way his muscles would always make an appearance over the smallest thing…it turned you on.

“Sit down.”, you demanded pulling out the chair that was near the table. He sat down and opened his legs, watching you kneel down in front of him. His eyes were dark and he was watching your every move.

You grabbed his dick and allowed your tongue to meet it for the first time. Licking up the fluids from both his and yours body while slowly stroking it, up and down. You could feel him shift his hips so that he could be more comfortable in the chair. He was slowly moaning and had his head leaned backwards. He was relaxed so you licked the tip of it some more and started gradually sucking it. Allowing it to touch the different barriers of your mouth.

You could feel him slowly growing again back inside of you so you started sucking harder and then used your hands to gently twist. His moans were gradually getting louder and louder as you picked up speed. Bobbing your head up and down to allow him to get inside of your mouth some more. You took your focus off of his member and looked up to see him clenching the arms of his chairs, while tears streamed down his face. His eyes were closed, which means that he was deep in the moment, so you stopped. Which led to him opening his eyes and begging you to finish but you ignored him.

You climbed onto Armando while he helped you put your legs through the chair. Wrapping one of your arms around his neck while grabbing his dick to aim it under you. It took you a couple tries to find the entrance but once you did, you quickly slid down onto it which led to you and Armando moaning in unison.

“FUCK Y/N.”, he grunted, grabbing your ass to try to take control.

“Not this time.”, you smirked, slapping his hands, and putting them back on the arms of the chair. You put your hands on top of his so that you could be dominant this time. You wanted to see him beg and cry for you to stop.

So you started bouncing up and down slowly, while moving your hips forward and backwards so that the both of you can feel it. To feel the both of you inside of each other, for the both of you to become one.

You were teasing him and he knew it, so you started to ride him faster each time he whimpered. The way you held his hands down so that he couldn’t grab you felt like a power move on your end. However, for him, not so much. Though it felt good to him, he felt like he was being sexually tortured. Not being able to grab you felt like a crime to him but all he could do was moan.

“You look so good while whimpering Armando…”, you teased, picking up speed. You could feel him try to snatch his hands away but you continued to hold it down while you rode him.

“Ugh..i’m sorry..please..”, he whimpered, trying to throw his hips upward towards you.

“No baby, it’s my turn…you’ve been bad, baby…..”

“Ha,,,fuck…”, he tried to laughbut could only throw his head back.

You took that as an opportunity and started kissing his exposed neck, leaving hickey’s across it. You could hear him mumbling in Spanish which encouraged you to go faster. So you did.

“Fuck Armando!! You feel so good, cum for me.”, you yelled, now bouncing up and down uncontrollably. You watched as tears were streaming down his cheeks again, as he continued to moan.

You decided to let go of his hands and allowed him to wrap them around your waist. You were both now chest to chest while he had his head buried into you, allowing you to ride even faster and to cover his head with your hands. When you both finally released, allowing the both of you to be covered with each other juices. You stopped riding and Armando started pumping the rest of his energy out into you. His accent sounded heavier and he was speaking in his native language. You couldn’t help but to admire the way he looked while he held onto you and mumbled to himself.

There was silence between the two of you afterwards, allowing the sound of nighttime Miami to surround the both of you guys. You leaned your head down to kiss him on his forehead then tried to get up, when he pulled you back down.

“What Armando?”, you laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Nothing..I just want you to sit here with me, that’s all.”, he smiled, looking at you and then leaning in for a kiss. You responded back and softly gave him a kiss on his lips.

“I am yours now, Armando, and I mean it. I hope you feel the same way too.”, you whispered, looking at him. You could feel yourself start to blush; you were done with games. You knew that you wanted to be with Armando, and you were hoping that he still felt the same.

“I do y/n…I do… I belong to you."

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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Sorry that I posted Part Nine of my Armando x Reader series so late, I’ve bee exhausted from looking at my computer everyday for the last 3 days lol😭😭 so if I don’t post tomorrow, than I definitely will post PART TEN Sunday, however, I may go ahead and post!!! The series is still going so thank you for reading and your kind messages💕💕

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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Bad Boys Ride or Die (ARMANDO X READER) PART NINE

After some time of being on the road, you finally made it to downtown Miami. It was now hitting night time, meaning that you were on the road all day. You watched as the world around you lit up with the Miami city lights, allowing your skin to turn different colors as you passed each building. You were so caught up with looking at each building that you didn’t even notice that the car came to a stop.

“So are you going to keep daydreaming or are you going to get out the truck?”Armando said mockingly, turning his head around, to look at the buildings.

You stood up and walked towards the end of the truck, when Armando lifted his hands up to help you down. You looked at him then over at Marcus and Mike.

“Marcus and Mike can you help me, please.”, you smiled, giving your hands out for them to grab. You knew that you could get down by yourself and that you wanted Armando to help you, however you were still salty from earlier.

You watched as Marcus and Mike looked over to Armando as he walked away. You hated having to play games with him but you couldn’t help it. That’s just who you are, and you were finally accepting it.

“You know, you shouldn’t play with him like that. Being toxic isn’t cute, it’s immature.”, Mike sighed, grabbing you and setting you down softly.

“Mike, I don’t think she’s being toxic. I think she just doesn’t know how to express her feelings for him.”, Marcus added, looking over at him.

You knew that he was right and they knew it too so you stood there and watched as Marcus and Mike went up to Armando. Leading to you having to trail behind them.

“Hey…”, multiple voices yelled near you. You turned around to see a group of guys heading towards you. You whipped your head back around and kept walking, you didn’t have time to be entertaining strangers. So you ignored them.

“Oh so you’re one of those snobby bitches.”, one of the men yelled. By the sound of his voice he was pretty close to you so you decided to turn around.

ARMANDO’S POV

I was annoyed with y/n and with everything that’s going on. First, she played games with me and made me feel as if she wanted me but then said she doesn’t. Then she says something is wrong with me. ME. When she’s the one with psychological problems and now wants to give me the silent treatment. When I should be the one giving HER the silent treatment. Maybe it was because I called her a bitch? That was probably it. Damn, Armando. I didn’t mean to call her that, I've never called a woman that. She had gotten under my skin so well, it was an accident.

I looked back to see her turned around looking at a group of guys walking towards her. They were talking to her, maybe I should step in or just let her deal with them. Then again, I wouldn’t dare. I began to slow down my pace and started listening to what was going on behind me. I couldn’t help but to be intrigued. A group of guys on the streets of Miami, walking up to a woman. Nothing good was going to come from that. That’s when I noticed Y/n's voice, she sounded tense. Something was happening.

“Yo what the hell are you doing?!”, one of the guys yelled.

“Don’t touch me.”

I turned around to see a guy on the ground and y/n turned, looking at me while wiping her lips. I was livid, who the hell did these guys think were? So I sprinted towards him as hard as I could while he was on the sidewalk and started punching him. Punching him so hard that all you could see was blood across his face but I didn’t stop. I kept going, I wanted his whole face to be covered, his lips and nose to be broken and busted and for his eyes to look like a panda.

“Armando!”, y/n yelled, pulling me off of the guy. I stood up to see the guy waving his hands out for me to not touch him anymore.

“Please, I'm sorry. I’m sorry.”, he cried, apologizing. I looked up to see y/n and the dudes looking at me.

“Yo, Armando?”Marcus whispered, looking down at the guy and then at me.

It wouldn’t have been me to stand there and watch y/n defend herself against all of those boys. I wouldn’t dare let her do that, ever. Her battles were mine, no matter how I felt about her right now.

I scanned over to y/n and grabbed her hand. I didn’t care if she didn’t want to hold it or be by me because right now, she had no choice. So I gently yanked her over towards me and pulled her behind me.

“Leave, now or end up like him.”, Mike demanded, pointing at the group of guys and then at their friend that were on the ground. Observing as they scattered like roaches, I set free my hand that y/n was holding and turned to look at Marcus and Mike. She wasn’t going to get anything from me until we could actually talk.

“Where are we heading now?”I asked, looking down to my hands that were now bruised and covered with blood. I wiped them against my pants, hissing from the pain.

“Soooo….we’re not going to talk about what just—”

“Marcus…”, Mike interrupted, looking at him. “Listen…I have an old associate that owns that club right there. She should be able to get us some guns and supplies that’ll help us out.”, he continued looking at us and then pointing at the club down the street.

“Well, let's go.”, I replied, stepping to the side to allow y/n to be in front of me. I watched as she stepped in front of me and then grabbed my hand to hold it. So now she wants to hold it.

“ You may not want to hold my hand but this is my way of saying thank you.”, she sighed looking at me. Her eyes twinkled like the city lights, making them stand out. I couldn’t allow myself to say no so I just held on to it.

Y/N POV

You held on to Armando’s hand, the whole time. The walk to the club was near you guys so it didn’t take forever to reach it. Once you guys made it, you were greeted by the loud noise of music and people being loud.

“Your friend must be famous or something the way this place is packed.”, Marcus yelled over the loud music.

“She’s just known, that’s all. Y’all stay behind me, you don’t want to get lost with all of these people in here.”, Mike explained, waving his hands towards you, Armando and Marcus.

You then pulled Armando closer to you as he kept his distance while holding your hand so he wouldn’t be behind.

You watched as Mike walked up to a section that was surrounded with heavy security. There were beads hanging from the walls indicating that it could be representing an entrance.

“I’m here to see Tabitha. It’s Mike.”, Mike said to the guards.

“She rolls like this Mike.”, Marcus whispered, pointing at how many people were guarding her area.

“She’s special.”

You observed as her security left and came back then started patting down each of you as you entered. First it was Mike, then Marcus and now you were next. A tall, curly hair, polynesian guy, holding a backpack came up to you and scanned your body. He was cute and you watched as he looked at you.

“Arms up.”, he demanded with a smile. He watched as you let go of Armando’s hand and raised your arms up so that you could be searched. “You two together?”He laughed, twirling his finger for you to turn around.

You stayed silent and looked at Armando as he stayed silent as well.

“So I guess that’s a no.”, he laughed.

You allowed the guy to finish his job by patting you down. You didn’t realize how close you pulled Armando to you until you looked up to see Armando near your chest.

“Too close.”, he whispered, while hovering over you.

“Was he talking about the guy or me?”, you thought, looking off to the side while watching people dance.

“You’re good.”

You walked inside the section that Tabitha was in and sat down. There were a lot of half-naked strippers near her while some guards surrounded the furniture that you all were on. You were uncomfortable and alarmed. Tabitha’s mouth was like a motor and vulgar things were flying out of it. You watched as Armando finally walked in and sat on top of one of the chairs at the end, away from you, Mike and Marcus.

“I can most definitely help you out Mike but I’m going to need something in return baby.”, Tabitha replied, looking at Mike while rubbing the side of his neck.

You could tell that he felt awkward by the way she was carrying herself. You would’ve been too.

“And…what would that be?”Mike replied, clearing his throat.

“Eat my pussy.”, she replied, throwing her tongue around.

You watched as the women around you laughed, however you found it disgusting. Does receiving head sound good to you? Yeah, however you were more private when it came to anything sexual and hearing it like that, grossed you out.

“Tabitha, you know I can’t do that…I’m married.”

“So? Head isn’t cheating, that’d be different if I asked you to fuck or for us all to have an orgy.”

“An orgy, Mike…just give the head.”, Marcus replied, inching his head towards Mike and Tabitha's conversation.

“MARCUS! I am not…giving her head. I’m sorry Tabitha but no, there has to be a different route.”, Marcus argued standing up.

“Well then I can’t help you…but you can help me.”, she responded, standing up and pulling a gun from her back and pointing towards Mike. Observing everyone else, the guards that were in the section followed her lead. Now you, Armando, Mike and Marcus had guns from all directions pointing at you. Damn.

You sat there and watched as Marcus, Mike and Armando stood up, you turned to look at Tabitha to see her staring at you.

“Get your ass up, I don’t know why you’re still sitting down. Y’all are about to make me some money.”, she laughed, motioning the gun up and down at you.

You stood up and turned to look at Mike to see him having a confused look on his face. We were all lost.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“You don’t know Mike? You four are wanted, and have fifty million on your head. Everybody is after you guys.”, she smiled, taking quick glances at everyone in the room.

Those who were in the room were smiling and whispering. You knew it was going to be hard to find McGrath but now having fifty million over our head just made it difficult.

“I would hate for there to be a bloodbath in here, so walk towards the back.”, She continued, pointing towards the back of the section that had an exit door.

You went around the table that was in the middle of the room and followed Mike and Marcus while Armando followed behind you. You couldn’t help but to hear what Tabitha was saying behind you about Armando.

“Hell, you could give me head too.. You’re fine as hell.”, Tabitha growled, walking towards Armando.

You turned around to see Armando giving her a side eye with a shocking expression. Who was this lady?

“What?”, he replied, confusingly.

“You can give me head, you and your daddy are fine. I’d take both of y’all.”

You were getting sick of her, of the disrespect and the way she was throwing herself at Armando. You got ready to turn around and say something until you felt Armando faintly shove you back around and wrapped his hands around your waist, while walking. Instant butterflies.

“Don’t y/n”, he whispered. You could feel his hands caress your waistline as he was slowly removing his hands. The way he always calmly took control of your emotions, even if you didn’t want to comply, made you hot inside.

The door swung open and they made all four of you walk towards the middle of the open parking lot near a gray van to get on your knees.

You kept your attention on Mike as he tried to talk us out of whatever was about to happen.

“You know I can’t do that baby, I—”, before Tabitha could finish she was interrupted by a group of people walking towards us in a direction.

“MIKE LOWREY!!! YOU KNOW I DIDN’T FORGET ABOUT YOU SMASHING MY HAND IN LAST YEAR!!”, a short plus size man yelled walking towards us. There were a lot of people, different sizes and different races, dressed in different colors with guns in their hands. Had to be gangs.

“Sorry Tabitha but we’re going to have split this!”

“No, I got them so that money is mine!”Tabitha debated, pointing her gun at the plus sized man.

All four of you were looking at each other now, you were surrounded by so many people who were hungry to have you guys. It didn’t help that they had guns and you guys didn’t.

You watched as they got so caught up about the money, that they didn’t even notice the police cars coming towards all of you.

“WATCH OUT!!”Mike yelled, getting up and running towards the van.

You watched as Marcus and Armando followed. You had no weapons, none of you did and you knew that it would be needed right now. So you ran towards one of the guards and fought him as hard as you could. He was strong but eventually you were able to knock him down and take his gun. You started shooting at every person that was in your line of vision, when something was thrown at you from the side.

You turned to see the guy who patted you down earlier, he was pointing at the bag near you. You watched as he blew you a kiss and then ran back inside. You gave him a quick smile in return, picked it up and then ran towards the van, jumping in.

“WHAT IS THAT!!!?”Armando yelled as we were being swung around due to Marcus’s driving, trying to leave the parking lot.

“THE GUY FROM EARLIER THREW IT TO ME!”, you replied, setting it down and opening it to see the bag filled with all kinds of handguns and passing them out.

You watched as Armando grabbed the gun and then got up to open the back of the van. Marcus was speeding and turning the corners fast and deadly, making you and Armando lose your balance. Pulling the trigger, you started shooting at the people who were shooting at the police. You didn’t want to kill your own people, you considered them family.

“Y/N WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?”Armando yelled while shooting.

“WHAT?”

“SHOOT AT THE COPS, THEY’RE THE ONES THAT WANTS US DEAD!” “EVERYONE WANTS US DEAD, ARMANDO!!!”, you argued back, so you kept shooting until every person that was at the back of the club was dead or was off the road and then you worked your way up.

“SHIT…KEEP SHOOTING, I'M OUT!”,

You ran towards the front of the van and reached for the bag, when the van nearly flew and tipped over.

“MARCUS!!!”, Mike yelled

“Sorry, there were pedestrians.”

You ran back to help Armando when you noticed him looking at someone intensively, it was Judy, Howard’s daughter. She had her arms out of the window, trying to get a perfect shot at Armando. You remembered how a couple days ago she promised to kill Armando, therefore you knew that you had to do something about it. So you started shooting, holding down the trigger while allowing every bullet to aim at the car. You weren’t trying to kill Judy because you knew that she was just hurt but you knew you weren't going to allow her to kill him either.

You saw as the bullets went through the tires, making them turn and hit an electricity pole, causing a huge blowout to happen where you were.

“Oh shit…”, you whispered, watching as the pole fell to the ground on top of other police cars leading to things flying while on fire.

“WATCH OUT!”, before you could react, Armando flew into you, knocking you down towards the front of the van. You didn’t know what was going on until you noticed a door from a police car was on fire. So you kicked it out of the back of the van and shifted to Armando’s legs being on fire also.

“ARMANDO!”, you shockingly yelled, kneeling over to help Mike put the fire out before it could cause any damage to Armando’s leg. He was shocked as well, hitting it with his hands hoping that it would help. You noticed that it wasn’t doing it any good so you took off your t-shirt and started wildly slamming it against his leg. Once you noticed that the fire was gone, you threw your shirt to the side not caring about the fact that you weren’t covered. Only in your bra.

“Well…”, Armando croaked, while getting up. You could see him looking at you, his eyes now turning lustful. However you ignored him and watched as Marcus driving started getting out of control. We were heading straight towards a wall

“JUMP OUT NOW!”Marcus screamed, trying to avoid hitting cars but failing.

You observed as Mike climbed through the front and jumped out of the passenger door, while Marcus jumped out of the driver's side.

“C’MON!”, Armando commanded, grabbing your hand while running towards the back of the van. You knew that this was going to be painful but there was no other way out, so you jumped. Rolling onto the concrete, hands first, you could feel the wind being knocked out of you. So you laid there, allowing yourself to catch your breath. You didn’t bother looking down because you knew that you may have scratches across your upper body.

“Shit…that hurt.”, you moaned, using half of your body to finally get up.

“Are you okay?”Armando asked, putting his hand on your butt to push you up.

You were going to say something but you had secretly liked it so you ignored it.

“Yeah, just small scratches, that’s all.”, you laughed looking down at your stomach. You turned to see Mike and Marcus running over towards you and Armando. People were slowly coming up towards the crash and you knew at some point the police would be called so you decided to examine the Miami streets to see what direction to go.

“Here y/n, cover yourself up okay.”, Mike said, handing over a flannel that he was wearing. Grabbing it and putting it on, the first thing you noticed was the smell that lingered on it. You couldn’t help but to sniff the collar of it.

“Do I stink?”, Mike worriedly asked turning towards you

“No, you smell really good.”, you laughed. “So…where are we going to go, the guns are in the van.Which are no good now.”, you continued looking towards the van that was now on fire.

“Hold on.”, Mike replied, leaving and walking up to one of the strangers on the street. You guys watched as he talked to them and then grabbed the phone that the stranger handed him.

“Smooth talker I see.”, you smiled looking at Armando and then back at Mike. You couldn’t help but to try and make him jealous, that was something that you knew you were good at. And it worked. Armando was now standing in front of you, blocking Mike from your vision.

“You never answered my question, are you okay?”, Armando repeated, looking down at you.

“Yeah, I am. You?”, you replied looking up at him. You noticed a small bruise on the side of his cheek, must've happened when you guys landed.

“Yeah… I know those scratches probably hurt tho.”

You looked down at your stomach and shrugged your shoulders. There was a more uncomfortable feeling rather than pain. Luckily they were small so the healing process will be fast.

“Kelly and Dorn are going to pick us up so we can go over to the public patio that’s about three blocks away from here and they can meet us there.”, Mike explained, grabbing Armando on the shoulder.

The four of you began running, just to get as far away from the scene as possible before the cops came. Once you guys felt that you were far enough, you walked the rest of the way. Eventually you guys made it to where the patio was when you noticed a dock a couple feet away from it.

“I’m going to go sit over there… just to clear my head.”, you pointed, showing them the dock. You watched as they nodded and then left to go and sit down. There was something about being near water and listening to it, although you couldn’t swim, it brought you peace and you felt it being a bonus with it being night and the stars and moon shining across the waves.

Taking your socks and shoes off, and setting them behind you. You allowed the water to gently touch your toes. It was cold and had a sharp feeling to it. You were so lost into how the water felt against your feet, that you didn’t even notice Armando standing beside you.

“Can I sit next to you?”, he gently asked, pointing to the open space beside you.

You stared at it and then back at the water in front of you, not sure what you wanted to say.

“Sure.”, you sighed, scooting over to allow him to sit next to you.

You watched as he took off his shoes and sat them next to yours, when you noticed how big his feet were.

“Yeah, I have big feet.”, he sighed, noticing that you were looking at his shoes.

“I don’t see anything wrong with that. Some men have big feet for a reason, at least that’s what my grandmother used to say.”, you chuckled, watching the waves hug each other.

“Well, your grandmother was a freak..if she said that.”, he laughed, turning to look at you. You slightly turned your head with a bewildered look on your face.

“What do you mean?”you asked, genuinely confused. You always thought that meant some men's feet just being bigger than others, because that’s basically what she would always say.

“You don’t get it?”, he replied looking at you shockingly

You shook your head no and watched as he turned his face back towards the body of water.

“You’ll understand later.”, he smirked, leaning his hands back to lean his weight onto his forearms.

“You’re weird.”, you sighed, shaking your head in disappointment.

There was silence between the two of you however, the sound of the waves made up for it. You shifted your head over to Armando, not being able to stop yourself from looking at how he was sitting. He kept moving his hips forward so that he could get comfortable. The way he controlled his body, throwing it up and down made your heart race. Think of something y/n, take control.

“So..what made you come over here, I thought you were mad at me.”, you said, interrupting the silence that was happening between the two of you.

“Honestly, I don’t know…I just felt like it.”, he replied, shrugging his shoulders.

You could feel his eyes burning into the back of your head however you never turned around. You feel him shifting again, this time he was sitting up and was closer to you.

“Can I ask you a question…”, he asked bringing his hands closer to him

You turned to see him fidgeting his fingers with his shoulders hovered over. You looked up at him and then shook your head, yes. You weren’t sure what he was about to ask you; however, you were happy that he was talking to you. Even if you didn’t know how to show it.

“My dad…Mike. Said that you said that you, “Needed Me”. What did you mean about that?”, he continued looking out at the water.

You couldn’t help but to remain silent, you weren’t sure what you meant by it. You were freaked out after LadyBug was killed and was bruised up so you were saying anything that was crossing your mind.

“It’s okay if you don’t—”

“When I first saw you at the prison, there was something about you. I don’t know exactly what it was…if it’s just how you looked or the heavy energy that you carry but I couldn’t stop looking at you. Even when I left, I kept visioning you and thinking about you.”, you halted. You were finally being honest to him.

“And to be completely honest with you, I still feel this way.”, you finally said it. You were finally honest with yourself and became aligned with your emotions. A thousand bricks felt like it was lifted off of your chest. Like you weren’t suffocating anymore. You could see Armando looking at you from your peripheral vision however you kept your eyes focused on the water.

“So why did you tell Mike that you didn’t care about me then the next day? Why have you been so cold towards me y/n?”he asked, leaning his head towards you. At this point, he was in your face but you continued to ignore his stare and he knew it.

“Y/n, why did you say those things ... .there had to be a reason.”, he continued scooting closer to you. Now you guys thighs were rubbing against each other and you knew that he was growing impatient with you so you looked over to where Armando wasn’t sitting , trying to avoid his eye-contact when you felt his finger on your chin. Forcing your head to turn and for you to look at him.

“Armando”, you sighed, gently taking his finger off of your chin. You weren’t sure whether or not to tell him what McGrath said.

“Tell me y/n, is there something I should know? Are you seeing someone?”, he replied, throwing his hands up in defeat.

“No Armando, I am not and I had a reason okay. It has to do with McGrath, that’s all.”, you sighed, worriedly. McGrath had a hold on you, and you knew it. So did the boys and everytime you talk to them, you’re reminded of what he said the night that he was in your home.

“Okay, well what happened the night before you randomly came to the plane. Mike told me you weren’t coming, why weren’t you on the bus?”he asked, stopping you from playing with your fingers and holding your hands in his hands. They were warm and gave you a soothing feeling.

You turned to look at it and then at him.

“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me love, what happened?”

“McGrath had been coming over to my house while I was asleep. Had to be for a while because everytime I would wake up and get ready to leave. I always saw my window slightly lifted in the living room. However I never paid it any mind since I used to leave it open myself sometimes.”, you explained, at this point in the conversation, the both of you were playing with each other's fingers without even realizing it.

“Okay, but who was LadyBug?”he asked intensively. He was looking at you, trying to search for answers and help you at the same time.

“LadyBug was a little kid who would come over and pick up ladybug’s in my yard. He had these thick black glasses that would make his eyes bigger than what they were. He was so adorable and was around six or seven, maybe five. I don’t know, I never bothered to ask. McGrath had to be watching every time he would come over because when I got home after chasing him on the highway for killing Fletcher, he was in my home and had LadyBug tied up in my room. I didn’t know..”, you answered, looking at him.

“Him and his people. They hit me across my head, punched me and threw me onto my couch, as soon as I walked in. I tried fighting back but couldn’t so I stopped. And the whole time McGrath and I talked, it was nothing but about him hating me and saving me for last. He then went to my room and brought out LadyBug, I don’t have anything in remembrance of him…”, you continued, swallowing the bricks that were now in your throat. You couldn’t help but to picture LadyBug’s face. You continued to tell Armando about that night and could feel his energy shift.

“And before he left, he told me that I had a decision to make, and that he wants all of us, especially you. I’m tired of losing people, Armando, especially those who are close to me. You’re important to me and so are the boys and now McGrath is threatening me.”, you explained, watching the water throw itself across your feet.

“I have to protect you guys, especially you.”, you sighed. “I don’t need anything to happen, Armando, I am tired.”

You could hear him grunt in frustration as he sat next to you. Before you knew it, he quickly but gently grabbed your face, keeping it between the palms of his hands and kissed you on your lips. You were stunned…they were soft and you could feel his goatee mustache against your face. You looked up to see that his eyes were closed, he was in the moment so you closed yours. You wanted to get deeper into it, until he stopped and pulled away.

“This is what I need you to understand y/n. It is not your job to protect me. it's my job to protect you and I need you to get that through that beautiful head of yours”, he replied, looking deeply into your eyes. His eyebrows were furrowed, while his lips were pressed firmly together. He was being serious.

“Nothing is going to happen to you, me or those donkey’s behind us. I’ll make sure of that, okay love..”, he laughed, letting go of your head and giving you a slight push.

Shockness was still slapped on your face, you didn’t have anything to say so you just stared at him.

“I guess you liked that.”, he smiled, slapping you on your thigh.

You couldn’t help but to blush, forgetting everything that you had just said.

“Oh and I like you too, even though you never said it so I will. You’re mine now so I need you to act like it… okay, even around other people. Let us boys, deal with McGrath because that’s our job as men.”, he continued throwing his arm around your shoulders.

You were hesitant but you decided to give him a chance, you leaned over towards him and placed your head onto his shoulders. You felt protected being in his arms and the way his heart rhythm slowed down and matched yours, it gave you peace. Which has always been important to you.

“I’m not trying to break the silence but…I need confirmation y/n, I want to hear you say ”I’m Yours”...loud and proud, he continued looking down at you.

You looked up at him and then down at his legs, you know what they like to say…thick thighs, saves lives.

“I’ll think about it Armando, I need you to be patient with me.”, you replied rubbing his thigh, it must’ve been making him feel some kind of way because you spotted something trying to peek through his pants.

“I got you excited.”, you laughed, quickly sitting up, and pointing over towards his dick.

He quickly pushed you off of him and you watched as he fastly put on his socks and shoes and stood up. Was he embarrassed because you accidentally turned him on?

“Y’ALL LET'S GO!!”Mike yelled. You turned to see Kelly and Dorn pulling up. Mike and Marcus were already walking towards the car so you quickly bent over to get your shoes, when Armando grabbed them and ran off.

“ARMANDO, WHAT THE HELL?!”, you yelled getting up.

“I WANT TO HEAR YOU SAY IT, CLOCK IS TICKING!!”, he screamed back, flinging your shoes around. You couldn’t be mad because you were secretly enjoying it, so you laughed and ran towards the car. Allowing time to be in control.

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chaniceroses · 1 year ago

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First Encounter Part 3

|Notes:Y’all boy getting a little jealous and my man Reggie did his thing💓💓,Things get a little more steamy in part 4😏😏 |Warnings:None |

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Wanting to clear your mind from the previous interaction with Armando, you walk over to Dorn who is scrolling through files on his computer hoping to find something for the situation. Pushing his head playful you asked if he had any luck yet, while stealing a folder to look through. "No, I found a few emails and a file but nothing that could lead us to who is doing this,” he says sighing.

Giving his shoulder a reassuring squeeze, you say, "Don't stress yourself to much over this, I'm sure something will pop up eventually.” Turning in his chair he looks up at you, with a boyish grin.

Screwing your eyebrows together you say “What?", setting the file you were going threw down. "Y/N, I can’t stop thinking about how fast you dropped to the ground earlier," pausing to laugh he continues, "that's the fastest I seen you move besides running from bugs." Watching him laugh about the incident from earlier, you smack your lips and push at his head again.

"You know good and well you would’ve drop like I did too; I’ll be damned if I let a bullet take me out." Seeing him really start to tear up, while laughing, you watch as he holds his stomach doubling over.”Aye, not too much asshole!” you say chuckling a bit at his reaction. Sitting up he grabs your arm trying to regain his previous composure but failing when you give him a deadpan look.

Continue to watch your friend have his little laughing session, you smile to yourself at his goofiness. As your about to scold him some more, you're abruptly interrupted by Armando who cuts into you and Dorns space. Forcing you two to break apart, to make room for him as he rudely asks Dorn to pull up a photo for him.

Seeing his jaw flex, he sends you an intense glance, but looks back at the screen as Dorn zooms in on the photo. Glaring at him you say "Well, that was fucking rude, you could’ve asked nicely." Dorn hums in agreement.

“Lo que sea que digas princesa,(Whatever you say princess)” Armando says brown eyes staying locked on the screen. Pausing you scan over his form trying to figure out why he had an attitude all the sudden. Letting out a gasp, you begin to laugh, realizing that he was jealous of Dorn.

Glancing behind Armando muscled form to look at Dorn you see him shoot you a look with a smug smile confirming what you're thinking. Shaking your head you move closer, pressing your chest against Armandos toned arms, and whisper, "Don’t worry he’s with Kelly, ". Watching as he turns his face in your direction, pretty brown eyes glancing down at your breast.

He firmly whispers back, "I know, he needs to keep it that way." Biting your lip you smile, at his small show of dominance, his gaze returns back to the screen.

Unconsciously, you stay close to his warm figure, as he leans forward, eyes evaluating the photo before he says “I seen this guy before...... can you do a facial scan." Hearing this Mike, Marcus, and Kelly make their way towards you guys watching each screen as loads of information begins to pop up.

"His name is James McGrath, looks like he was a former DEA Agent until he was tortured by the Cartel...... Captain Conrad mentions him a few times on some of his notes.” Pausing Dorn looks up, waiting to see what his superiors might have to say.

"This has to be him he's the only with connections to the Cartel, it could be why he has been able to pull all these stunts......” pausing in realization Marcus ask if he could pull up the surveillance at his home, looking at your father with surprise you asked why.

But before he could answer Mike cuts in and say, "Because were the only one that has proof that the Captain is innocent and he needs leverage." glancing at his son Mike pulls out his phone calling his wife. Widening your eyes in shock you quickly run to the couch to grab your phone, immediately dialing your sister.

Bouncing slightly as you hear the phone ring for the third time, you yell to tell your father that she’s not picking up. Watching your father call Reggie with urgency, you look up to see Armando watching with concern. Hanging up you let out a frustrated sigh returning back to where everyone was viewing the monitors intensely.

Shaking from nerves you feel Armando brush his hands against yours, staring up at him you see worry in his eyes. Wrapping your hand around his he gives it a light squeeze, trying to calm you down. Just as Dorn alerts everyone that theirs movement outside the home you hear Reggie pick up. As your father explains the situation quickly, Reggie springs into action, moving your mom, nephew, and pregnant sister to the pantry.

Watching him reach up to retrieve the gun that's stored in their as well, you watch in amazement as your brother-in-law kick ass.”Damn,I didn’t know he could do that.” your dad mutters shocked. Everyone lets out a few comments in agreement. Watching Reggie causally body 15 attackers, had your blood rushing in adrenaline. After confirming that the house was safe, he quickly moved the family out the house but not before saluting at the camera.

“Yeah, baby that’s how we do it in the Burnett family! "You say hugging Armando with relief and excitement after what you just witness. Standing in shock Armando moves to embrace you as well, but looks up to see everyone watching you two like a hawk. Clearing his throat, he watches you look up at him confused, nodding his head to the side you see everyone staring.

Breaking away from him you avoid their gazes sheepishly saying sorry.

Before anyone could comment Mike asked Dorn to pull up his security footage after not having any success, in reaching his wife. As everyone eyes return back to the screens with concern, you feel Armando wrapping his hand around yours again, lightly running his thumb against it.

Mike let's out a sigh as his wife finally picks up, but it’s too late because not even a second later you hear screams and scuffling. Frantically, your eyes search the monitors, watching as men infiltrate Mikes home.

Glancing away from the screen you look at Mike, who has an uneasy expression washing over his face. Just as he was about to speak, a deep menacing voice cuts in,

“tss.tss.tss.... I think you have something that belongs to me Mike......”

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Convo Break (Bad Boys Ride or Die (Armando x Reader)

let me know how you feel about the story so far and anything I may need to improve on etc... soon, I will be wrapping up this series so if anyone would like to read anything specific, (Armando or anyone else) let me know and once I am done, I can start on your wishes!!!

(p.s I was exhausted yesterday from typing so much so, sorry for the last post on part eight. Part Nine will be posted tomorrow :)

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Bad Boys Ride or Die (Armando x Reader) Part EIGHT

You found yourself awakened by the sound of birds chirping. The sun was slowly making an appearance into the sky and the fire that was once lit last night, was now slowly smoking away. You stretched out your arms and legs to allow the muscles to expand throughout your body so that you wouldn’t be sore getting up. You turned to see Armando laying against the tree next to yours. All you could do was stare, although he was frowning in his sleep, you thought he looked beautiful while doing it. You began to feel bad for him. You knew that he was raised within the Cartel, and born to become a killer for his mother. However you wanted to change that, you wanted to show him that there was more to life than to always be on the run or being a hitman. You were so caught up with watching Armando that you didn’t even notice that Mike was walking towards you.

“Hey…Y/n.”Mike muttered, stopping in front of you.

You gave him a nod in response. You weren’t sure how you felt about Mike, he had been a bitch towards yesterday and it made you feel angry. You used to love him and Marcus equally however now, Mike is more on your shit-list.

“Can I sit right here?”he asked, pointing to the open space next to you.

You turned to look at the spot, thinking if you really wanted him by you or not. You weren’t in the mood to sit and have a conversation with him since you were just woken up by the birds however you figured it may be for the better.

“Free will.”

Observing Mike as he sat down, you could feel the tension that was there between the two of you. It was hugging you tighter and tighter every time you guys were around each other.

“What is it? You’re not over here for no reason.”, you continued looking out to where Marcus was sleeping.

“Yeah, I couldn’t help but to come over and talk to you, especially after what you said last night.”

“It was a one time explanation Mike, I told you that.”, you sighed, turning to look at him. You could tell that he was going back into the past. The way he kept his face forward while allowing his eyes to figure things out.

“I know but why didn’t you tell me that you were undercover and that you knew Howard? I would’ve helped.”

“Would you have told someone you were undercover?”

He stayed silent.

“Exactly, Mike. I was an amaterue and was afraid, okay…”, you replied, turning to look at him.

“I understand but I have to say this.. when you went to this tree to lean against it last night, I couldn’t help but to watch the way Armando followed you like a lost puppy.”, he laughed, randomly bringing it up.

“I think that’s a stretch, don’t look to much into it Mike.”, you scoffed, waving your hand off at him.

You knew exactly what he meant and you knew that he wasn’t lying. However, none of it was needed right now. You had your eyes set on one person, McGrath.

“I’m telling you, y/n. When you threw a tantrum yesterday—”

“Excuse me…”, you interrupted, folding your arms while turning to look at him.

“Just listen. When you were “upset” about us staying right here for the evening and then decided to leave and be on your own, yesterday .... He stared at you the whole entire time as you were leaving.”, he laughed.

“So? I stare at people, it doesn't mean anything.”, you replied, shrugging your shoulders. You knew that you were lying, it meant everything to you. You just didn’t want to admit it.

“No this was different…I don’t know how to explain it but it was just different. He tried to tell Marcus and I to do certain things but couldn’t even focus because he was too busy looking in the direction that you had gone.”, he explained, turning his attention towards you.

“And when he couldn’t see you anymore, he told Marcus and I to get some wood together so that we could light a fire, and use it as a source to bring you back once he found you. No offense but…. I was against him going to get you. At the time, I felt that he would not only be wasting his time but ours also. However once he said that he needed you and I saw that look in his eyes. I stopped debating about it.”, he continued scratching the back of his head.

You shifted your head a little bit towards Armando to see him shifting in his sleep. You couldn’t help but to feel smitten but also confused. You didn’t want to get him hurt, he lost his mother and now has to live his life being on the run. This was too much.

“That’s…great. Cool.”, you sighed looking at Mike. “I mean what else would you like for me to say Mike. You were a bitch to me all day yesterday because you felt that you couldn’t “trust me”. Now you’re telling me this, why?”

“Look I apologized for that, y/n. You don’t think that I was hurt while having to act that way. Hell I cared about you then and I still do now… even with your smart ass mouth. I was just scared, that’s all.”, he argued. “Plus I'm telling you this because I know that you feel the same. So don’t try to bullshit me, okay.”

You lifted your shoulders while turning to Mike. You didn’t know what you were about to say but you just knew that something was about to come out of your mouth.

“Listen Mike..if you actually know me like you say you do…you would know that me “bullshitting” isn’t something that I do. So for your information, I don’t care for Armando, at all ...And let's say there was something ... .well I wouldn’t want it because I'm not like you. Fucking around with people while being on the job, like you did with Rita. So please, let's get them up so we can leave. Okay..”, you snapped back, allowing your ego to get in the way. You knew what you were saying wasn’t true but you felt that you had to protect yourself. Protect Armando.

You watched as Mike stood up and offered his hand out to you, signaling you to use it. Grabbing it, you lifted yourself up and wiped the dirt off of your clothes.

“Sure y/n, sure.”, he replied walking away.

You felt that it was weird, weird having to act a certain way, even if you knew that it wasn’t the truth. You slowly started to regret everything that you said, wanting to tell Mike that you didn’t mean it but by the time you got ready to open your mouth. You could hear low grunts and the sound of leaves happening next to you. You turned to see Armando standing up stretching.

“Let’s head out, there should be a road a couple miles North.”Armando yawned while walking towards Mike and Marcus. You watched as he walked past you. You turned to Mike to see if he noticed but he was too busy talking to Marcus. You shrugged it off, not thinking anything about it and followed Armando.

Time passed by, and after all of the walking and running that you, Marcus, Mike and Armando did. You finally found a road that led to a random trailer park. So you guys hid in the bushes to see if you could see anything that would be useful.

“That will be useful for you guys.”, you whispered pointing towards the clothes line that was hung.

“Yeah but we also need—”, before Marcus could finish his sentence, the three of you watched as Armando sprinted off onto the side of a broken down trailer.

“What the hell is he doing?”, you muttered watching him leave. You looked at Mike, then at Marcus and then sprinted towards the direction Armando went.

“Y/n! Armando!”Mike loudly whispered watching you guys leave.

You looked around for Armando, until you found him changing his clothes. You watched as he pulled the dirty white t-shirt that he found over his head, to see you staring at him. He didn’t look too happy.

“What the hell are you doing?”Armando mumbled, looking around to make sure no one saw you two.

“What do you mean, I’m helping you. Marcus and Mike have each other.”, you replied with a confused look on your face. You watched as he rolled his eyes and then waved at you to follow him.

“You see that truck. That’s going to be our ride.”, he pointed, navigating towards the peeled white and red truck that was in the middle of the park. You shook your head in agreement and watched as he inched closer towards the truck.

Once you saw him reach his hand back, you knew it was meant for you to hold again since that’s what he’s been doing. So you stayed low and jogged towards him, making sure that no one could see you. Reaching out your hand to grab his, you grabbed it so that you could keep up with him. Till he quickly snatched his hand back and turned his head slightly back for him to make eye-contact with you.

“What the hell was that about? I didn’t ask you to hold my hand.”, he whispered irritatingly.

“I assumed because you put your hand out..that you wanted me to…”

“Don’t assume.”, he heckled. “The truck is right there, so run towards it when I do or get left.”

You remained silent. You felt lost and disturbed, what the hell just happened? Why was he acting cold towards you all of a sudden? You looked around to be sure that no one else was behind you, then ran as soon as he did. Opening the door and getting inside, you noticed it was just one long seat. Which means you would have to sit right next to him. Shutting the door and scooting towards the middle, you buckled your seatbelt and watched as Armando drove towards Marcus, Mike and the two white males.

You watched as the two guys turned around to get ready to shoot at you and Armando until Marcus and Mike kicked them and pushed them to the side while taking their guns.

“GET ON!”, you yelled watching them jump onto the back of the truck. You were hoping that at least one of them would sit up front with you and Armando. However, the opposite happened so here goes this long ass ride.

He was driving and you were hoping to make it back to Miami by tonight. You were nowhere near the city since the plane crashed in the middle of nowhere but you knew everything that we needed was there. You could see Armando looking at you from your peripheral vision and you wanted to stay silent but you couldn’t help it.

“What’s your problem?” you asked, while looking out the window.

He kept silent, you could tell that he was bothered.

“Armando. I know you hear me talking to you.”, you continued. You were now looking at him, having your whole body towards him. He had your attention and you knew that he knew that he did but that damn ego of his kept him quiet.

“So we’re playing those childish ass games now..”

“What do you want, y/n, damn.”, he replied, breaking the silence. He couldn’t help it.

“What do I want? I’m trying to figure out what's wrong with you, we were fine yesterday and now you’re acting all weird.”

“Me…acting weird, never love.”, he scoffed, allowing his accent to roll off of his tongue. It turned you on and you could feel it. He felt it because he looked over at you and then back at the road.

“You’re so up and down Armando, what’s going on?”

“You want to know what my problem is with you, y/n?”

“Oh so all of a sudden you have a problem, last night you were…i don’t know…talking to me and stuff but now you’re acting like a bitch.”. You argued.

“A bitch…Me? There’s two people inside of this car right now, that is the perfect definition of bitch and I’m looking at her.”, he laughed angrily, looking over at you.

You couldn't help but to remain silent. That sentence alone had shut you up which had never happened before and he knew it. You..a bitch. Never.

“So I’m a bitch now, well fuck you Armando. Seriously.”, you replied, giving him a slight push.

“Hey c’mon baby, I’m driving!”, he yelled pointing out towards the road.

Baby?

“Oh so now I’m your baby…You’re so confusing.”, you whined, throwing your head into your hands.

“Me? Y/n, you’ve been giving me mixed signals left and right. One minute you want me…the next minute you don’t. I just don’t get it.”

You turned to face him, you knew that this was a perfect opportunity for you to be a smartass like he was earlier towards you.

“That’s brave enough of you to assume that I would want you.”, you lied folding your arms.

“Huh..what…what are you saying?”, he stuttered, being caught off guard by your statement. You watched as he kepting shifting his eyes from you to the road.

“I’m saying that’s a wild assumption, I never said that I wanted you.”

You watched as he shoved his tongue to the side of his cheek, he was beyond mad. He was gripping the wheel a bit tighter now and you were wishing that it was your neck instead.

“Oh I get it…Earlier, when I snatched my hands away…Okay but let's not act like that conversation between you and Mike never happened, this morning.”, he laughed looking out of the review mirror.

“What?”

“Whaaattt?”, he mocked. “Between you and Mike, I heard you and everything that you said y/n. Fun fact about me, I’m an extremely light sleeper sweetie.”

You were stunned, something told you not to say those things. Especially with Armando being near you but you couldn’t help it. You were tired of people questioning you about how you feel and telling you about yourself. You looked at Armando and watched as he avoided eye-contact with you.

“Armando…”, you sighed, reaching out your hand and setting it onto his thigh. You felt confused on the inside and hurt. You weren’t sure what to do. “I care for you..I do…it’s just that—”

“Y/n just stop, we’re no good for each other and you don’t want me. I understand, there’s plenty of fish in the sea.”, he interrupted, removing your hand. He knew that was a lie and you could tell by the way he swallowed the lump that was in his throat. However you couldn’t help but to feel your heart fall into your stomach. You wanted Armando, you just didn’t know how to express it to him.

You looked back to see Marcus and Mike having a conversation in the back of the truck.

“Can you stop the truck?”, you asked, turning your focus back to Armando. You watched as he instantly pulled over, not even acknowledging you sitting next to him anymore.

Getting out of the truck and shutting the door, you walked to the back where Marcus and Mike were to let down the door.

“Why did we stop? Y/n, what’s wrong?”Marcus asked, noticing the depressing look on your face.

You turned to look at Mike to see him looking at Armando through the back window and then back at you, he was catching on.

“Um…Can you guys ride up front, I need to be alone.”, you whispered trying to avoid eye-contact. You watched as Mike and Marcus worked their way towards the end of the truck to get out. They helped you climb on and made sure you were comfortable before getting up front. Once Armando started driving again, you found yourself blinking very fast, to stop yourself from crying. The wind was slapping you in the face and was softly throwing your body around. Although you were alive, you felt dead inside.

He hated you now and you were sure of it. You weren’t trying to be cold towards him or to lie but you felt what you said was for the best. For you and for him. Now you could feel it, the tears streaming down your face while your regret sat on your back. You decided to get comfortable, so you caved your knees close to your chest and buried your head in it. Hoping that you get that happy ending that you felt, you and Armando deserved.

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