*Alejandro Cortez
"Brother, where is she?" Andrew asks as he walks into his office.
I sigh, "I don't know. She never showed up. Maybe she ran or had second thoughts after she saw you."
She probably thinks that I slept with her while I was with someone else. She might not even want to talk to me now.
"But she had agreed to the job. She wouldn't just back down without calling. Maybe something happened. We should call Lucas. He should know something."
Why would she run? Andrew said she was pregnant. If the child is mine, she would tell me, wouldn't she?
"Andrew, do you think her unborn child is mine?" I turn to my brother as he picks up his phone.
"Why do you ask? Do you think it's not? She looked heartbroken when I told her I was married. We still have to make sure, of course."
I nod as he starts dialing.
After some minutes, Andrew sighs putting his phone down.
"He's not answering."
"Let's wait until we finish work and then we'll try calling again.".I suggested.
We did just that. We worked, both of us in different sections of our building.
It was around lunch time when I got a text message from Andrew to meet him at his office.
I went down two hallways until I reached his office. Without knocking I enter.
"What is it, Andy?" I inquire as I take a seat on his couch.
"Lucas called returned my call. He explained why Ms. Valdez didn't come in. But, it's not good news."
"Is something wrong with her?"
"All he said was that she passed out last night after finding out some information. He didn't say what information, though."
"Can we go see her?"
"I asked but he said that he doesn't know when she's going to wake up. He said he'll call when she wakes up."
"Then I guess all we can do is wait." I sigh.
"Good luck with that. Last time I checked, you were never a patient person." Andrew chuckles.
That night we went home early after some much work.
Andrew and I live in two different houses but they are connected by a hallway in the middle. We inherited our house from our grandfather from our mother's side.
We sometimes carpool to work or sometimes, like today, we take our separate vehicles.
Once we arrive home, I start making dinner, knowing that Andrew would be over after taking a shower.
While I'm making dinner, I take time to think about Analiza. Hmm, I'm glad I can finally put a name on the face that appears in my dreams.
I try not to think to much since I don't even know if the baby is mine or not, but if it is I'll take responsibility and love the baby no matter what.
"Yo, what's cooking? It smells good."
"It's enchiladas and quesadillas. I had a craving for both." I confess.
We eat in the living room in peace as we watch Furious 7 on ShowBox.
After the movies, we say our good nights and he leaves down the hall.
I shower then afterwards, I lay in bed in my just boxers.
I go to sleep with her face in my mind.
That night I had a dream of a family. My family.