A/N: I am soo sorry that it took me this long to update. I know, I say that all the time but seriously, life has been pretty hectic lately. I had almost forgotten about this story, until I received a review telling me to update already. So, thank you manman 44 for your dedication to this story, your review meant a lot. So, finally, here you go. Love you guys!

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Frida silently followed Rauls hairy shadow around the side of the large, red building that was El Restaurante De Amor. She slid between large empty crates that littered the clearing behind the restaurant. She nudged one of the more solid looking ones under the window with her foot and stood on top of it to get a better look.

She felt a tug at the bottom of her shorts and looked down to see Raul glancing expectantly up at her.

"Oh, sorry Raul." With that, she lifted him up onto her shoulder and together they examined the scene inside.

Frida felt a surge of pain through her heart. There, in the middle of the restaurant sat Manny and The Black Cuervo, leaning across the small dining table and gazing into each other's eyes. Frida watched their faces slowly edge closer and closer together.

Suddenly, something inside her snapped. She felt a current of anger course through her, overcoming her next actions.

She drew away from the window and sprinted quickly back around the side of the building, dodging crates as she did and leaving a stunned Raul in a heap on the floor.

Frida burst through the door, into the restaurant, heading straight for their table. She knocked over an outraged waiter and several chairs as she did, and not caring in the least. She needed to stop them. She needed to get him away from her.

"So, there I was, trapped by this huge metal tentacle thing and-"

The Cuervo had noticed her tall figure looming behind manny, her shocked expression stopping him mid sentence.

"What?"

He turned around, the Cuervo's initial look of shock mirrored on his face.

"Frida? What are you doing here?"

"I-I-"

"She obviously had nothing better to do, so decided to disturb our night out." The Cuervo spat "Lonely, were you? Can't face the fact that Manny is happy with me?"

Before she could even register her own movements, she was on top of The Cuervo. She grabbed a chunk of her jagged, black hair and pulled as hard as she could. I could feel her digging her nails into her skin, but she didn't care, as long as she was causing her pain.

They were rolling around the floor of the restaurant, knocking over tables and whatever else was in their way. Frida could see Manny's mortified face out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't stand it.

A blood curdling scream sounded through the room as she sunk her teeth as hard as she could into the Cuervo's arm.

They both rolled away from each other, glaring at the other. Manny was still there, next to the table. He seemed to be avoiding moving, fearing that it might spark another catfight.

"Uh," He was looking from one to the other, much like watching a tennis match.

The Cuervo pulled herself up into a sitting position, still clutching the place where she had bitten her, a feeling of satisfaction consuming her, knowing she had caused her discomfort.

"See what she did Manny? She's crazy, out of control. You can't just let her get away with this, can you?"

Manny stared at her for a few seconds as if evaluating me.

"Manny?" The Cuervo's face was both uncertain and impatient.

He dropped his Gaze to the ground.

"No, Frida, you- you should go home. Leave us alone."

Time seemed to stand still. Had he really just said that? The pleased smirk on the Cuervo's face gave confirmation.

In her frenzy, she hadn't realised that Raul had entered the scene. Next thing she new, he had launched himself at Manny, a black fist of fury soaring through the air.

"Raul! Stop!" He paused, mid air and fell in a heap on the floor. "Don't bother." She choked out, between sobs.

She turned around and headed for the door, through the crowd of onlookers that had gathered around the table.. "Come on Raul, let's go."

"Frida!" She heard Manny's voice call out her name and she stopped, halfway through the door.

She turned around to see him staring up at her. Was that sadness, or disappointment on his face? She was half expecting him to announce the end of their friendship then and there. She wasn't sure whether she could handle that.

Instead, He simply, yet clearly mouthed the two words she was least expecting. "I'm sorry."

With that, he turned around to face the Cuervo again. Frida pushed through the door into the cool night, half blinded by tears, with Raul close behind.

A/N: Sorry guys, I left it on a slight cliffy. What is Manny playing at? Why is he apologising? Is there a reason behind his sudden interest in The Cuervo? These are all questions you can torture yourselves with until the next chapter. Also, Sorry if it was OOC. I'm not really that sure how the characters should act. Sorry if the Cuervo sounded a little mean in this, if it was too much, please let me know. Don't worry though; she may not stay that mean. I actually kind of like the Black Cuervo, I just needed her to be 'the enemy' I guess you'd say, for this plot.

Over and out,

-love- Volante296