Author notes: saw two sad dramatic Spanish movie and saw about four comedy movies. And some how I shipped both different actors. So here it is.

Pepe pov:

After almost being killed by a murderer, and loosing my son from a fire, I Pepe is now getting settle from all this drama around me. My adopted daughter whom I took from my sister from a dark secret is now a high schooler, and wife who is now working in America to get more money. See we are poor people, living in a poor neighborhood, I'm a carpenter. Even though I don't get paid that much I still work to survive with my family. I tried to stay in my own business but some people force me to be in situation that I don't want to be in at all. Anyways, it is 7 a.m and I'm here working at my shop fixing a wooden chair. Yolanda, a woman who loves me ever since she laid eyes on me, came in and sat on the ground.

" hola Yolanda, ¿ Qué esta haciendo aquí.?" I asked. She sighed, she stood up.

" Well I just wanted to tell you the news before she arrives and tell you her self." She huffed. My confession came in. " Well, you know you and Cecilia are madly in love yes? Well, when she was in the America, she some how fell in love with another man..." She looked away.

" He...how do I know you're not lying to me? You have been in love with me for some time now and I feel like-"

" Pepe, I know it's hard to believe me but...I'm not lying to you. She even told me on the telefono. Even I can't believe that a mujer como Ella would do such a thing. I'm sorry Pepe, I wish I was lying this time." I looked down with disbelief.

" Pero, why?" I asked. She only gave me a shrug. " well, thanks anyways for the news." She nodded and left. I went to the other side of the house and sat in my bed. I felt tears coming down. Cecilia my love...¿porqué?

Tin tan pov:

Im a rich Mexican person. I live with my family because I'm not independent at all. All I do is drink and sleep with women or whatever that moves. I'm screwing with my life. After last night from drinking so hard and past out in the parking lot, I woke up in the living room with my clothes all dirty and dirtying the couch. When I stood up I had a bad headache.

" you finally awoke mi hijo." A voice spooked me. I turned and saw my mother sitting on a chair. I sighed and smiled.

" Hola, Mama" I said. I went to the kitchen and opened the cabinet trying to find food to eat.

" I was worried about you from yesterday. You haven't come home about 5 hours. But my butler manage to find you past out in a parking lot. You know son...I don't mean it In a hard way but...tu eres un borracho." I manage to find crackers and stuff all in my mouth without even chewing on it that much.

" Mama, I'm fine-"

" don't talk with your mouth open!" She snapped.

" Ma! I'm not a child! I can do any damn thing I want!" She sighed and walked away without a word. I sat in the porch step still eating crackers. I knew she was right about the drunk part. But I just love drinking a lot. Especially when I and a person can have sex and wake up next to a person who can't remember shit afterward. To give you a fact even if I'm extremely drunk I can still remember what happen last night. My father came outside.

" Hijo! Prepare your self, cause we're going to the poor side of the city."

" ay, Pero papa-"

" no buts! Now!" and left. I huffed and walked inside. Great now I have to deal with personas pobres.

end of pt 1