<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos took three stairs at once rushing up to Lea's apartment. He had not thought one second about her nosy neighbor who had called the cops on him, but he got reminded of her, when he arrived on Lea's floor. She was standing in front of Lea's room and a young man was hammering with his fist against the door. Carlos skidded to a halt and looked at the scene.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"What's going on here?"</span><br/><br/>The young man turned around and looked Carlos up and down. The old neighbor gasped in surprise, but then she seemed to get over her fear.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"There were loud noises from her apartment, like someone tried to break it down. I thought you would be back with her, but..."</span><br/><br/>Carlos pushed the two people aside and took the key he had taken with him out of his pocket. He put it into the lock and turned it. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"She's on cold turkey. I had tried already last night to get her out of her rage and it needed me to slap her in the face to get to her. I take care of her from now. Thanks for your help anyway...and lady, next time it would be nice of you if you don't say to my fellow officers that I looked like a beaner. The correct word is Mexican..."</span><br/><br/>Carlos opened the door and slipped through it and threw it into the faces of the two curious neighbors. He looked around the apartment and fear gripped his heart. The apartment was far from the tidy state it had been, it was one big mess and there were bloody prints on the wall. He heard sobs from the kitchen and he rushed into the room, expecting the worst. Lea was sitting on the floor, her socks red of blood and her face smeared red from blood. He wrapped her up in his strong arms and held her to his chest.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"My god, Lea. Why are doing that? I would have never left you alone. I thought you hated me too much to have me near you..."</span><br/><br/>And then he kissed her softly.</div>