Hey guys. Sorry it took so long to update I was gone for a week. Please tell me what you think! I really love writing this story.

Lia

I knew better than to kiss Cruz back, instead I should have slapped him. I knew that if anybody saw us we were both dead, but I just couldn't conquer the attraction I felt between us. This kiss was perfect, by far better than any kiss with Sam.

Cruz was gentle. Surprisingly his hands stayed above my neck, his hands stayed planted on either side of my face. My hands on the other hand were roaming his whole body. My left hand was up his shirt feeling his toned stomach, my right hand was tangled in his hair.

Our faces were glued together, and I was pretty sure we would have stayed like that if it wasn't for the rain drops that came splashing onto our heads. We pulled back both at the same time and looked at each other for a second. Cruz's eyes were on fire with passion and I couldn't help but to feel the same way.

The rain came pouring down hard and I shrieked at the sound of thunder. Cruz got to his feet and pulled me up with him.

"Vamos," He yelled over the rain and pulled me by the hand.

His skateboard stayed abandoned on the beach, I couldn't help but watch it become smaller and smaller as we made our way to the road. He left it behind for me. He loved that skateboard.

"Cruz, your skateboard!" I yelled to him over the rain.

"Leave it," he yelled back.

We were silent for a while he pulled me to shelter.

"Do you know where you're taking me?" I asked.

He shook his head, " I have no clue."

I laughed and saw his body shake with laughter as well.

Eventually we got to a tiny diner that was open twenty four hours a day. We ducked inside and shook off the water droplets clinging to our bodies. Cruz looked at me and smirked.

"What," I asked him.

He shook his head, "You look cute wet."

I shook my head and gave him a playful push.

He led me to a booth and we sat on opposite sides of each other.

"Where the hell are we gonna go?" He asked me.

I shrugged, "When I picture myself running away. I picture myself on a bus, going somewhere far from here."

He rapped his fingers on the table, "What about Colorado?"

"Colorado? What's in Colorado?" I asked him.

He shrugged, "It's just so peaceful there. So quiet and beautiful. It's the perfect place to go to escape."

"How would we get there?"

He smirked, "A bus."

I shook my head, "No, I mean money wise. Do you have enough money for two bus tickets across the country in your wallet?"

He shook his head, "Nah, I have a total of seven dollars in my wallet."

I sighed, "Well seven dollars probably won't even buy us a meal here."

His face lit up, ignoring my comment, and he shook his finger at me, "I got it! I know somebody who will give me the money, and won't ask any questions. Come on let's go!"

He sprang to his feet and pulled me up to mine.

"Cruz, where the hell are we going?" I asked as he pulled me out the door and into the pouring rain.

He didn't answer, he just led me through the streets. He pulled me in different directions, keeping his pace at a jog. I didn't bother to ask any questions and he didn't say anything.

Finally he slowed to a walk when he pulled us onto a street where giant houses lined the whole street. I knew these houses existed, but I never seen them with my own eyes before. These houses were twice the size of the houses in Cruz's posh neighborhood.

"Where are we?" I hissed to Cruz.

Cruz put a finger to his lips as we came to a gated driveway.

"You go first," He said nodding to the ten foot iron fence.

"What! Are you loco, I can't climb a fence."

He raised his brow, "So you're telling me you run with gangbangers, but you can't climb a fence?"

I glared at him, "I don't run with gangbangers, I just happen to live with one."

He snickered, "Like that's anybody."

I shook my head at him, and took a step up the fence.

Cruz stood underneath me and kept a hand on my back, as I scaled higher up the fence his hand moved down my body.

"Cruz, your hand is on my butt!" I hissed to him.

"Lia, your tongue was down my throat. I'm pretty sure this is fair."

I sighed and got to the top, "Now what do I do?" I asked him.

He shrugged, "Jump."

"Are you kidding me, that's a long ways down!"

"It's an optical illusion, now just jump!"

I swallowed hard and swung my legs over the wall of the fence, and then I just let go. I hit the ground swearing, as Cruz gracefully scaled the fence and landed neatly on his feet next to me.

I gave him a look, he shrugged and gave me a hand up, "I've had practice."

Cruz kept his hand around mine. My fingers tangled with him, they fit so perfectly together. He led me to the side of the massive house we just broke into, and stopped once he got to the place where a window was placed above us on the second story.

"Salem!" He whispered yelled.

"I don't think he can hear you," I told him.

He glared at me, "Thank you, Captain Obvious."

I shrugged, "So now what are you going to do?"

His face lit up with an idea. He stepped back and took his shoe off. He wound up and let go of his shoe. Once his shoe collided with the window it made a huge thud. The lights flickered on in the room and we both saw Salem emerge in the window pane.

"Let us the fuck in!" Cruz yelled at his friend as the rain kept on pouring down.

Salem shrugged and disappeared. A minute later he opened the door closest to us. Cruz pulled me in.

"Hi," Cruz greeted Salem.

Salem raised his eyebrows, "What do you want?"

Cruz shook his head letting the drops of rain splash to the floor, "I need money."

Salem shrugged and turned towards the stairs, Cruz grabbed my hand and dragged me after him.

Salem led us through his massive house. I couldn't really see a lot of the details since it was dark out, but I could tell that the inside was just as extreme as the outside. The walls were dark and the carpet was a shade lighter than the walls. We finally got to a set of double doors and Salem flung them open.

"How much do you need?" Salem asked moving towards his bed.

Salem's room was pretty much the size of Sam's whole house. His walls were a light wood panel, and his floors were dark wood. His queen size bed was covered with a navy blue comforter. A glass window sat behind the bed and looked down on a skate park, I guess it only seemed right that he had another luxury right in his backyard.

Cruz shrugged at Salem's question.

Salem rolled his eyes and dug under his mattress.

"You keep your money under your mattress? That's something mi abuela would do," Cruz told Salem.

Salem rolled his eyes and threw a stack of bills at Cruz, "A thousand dollars, there. Pay me back by the time we graduate."

Cruz nodded, "Thanks, Salem."

Salem nodded and nodded to the closet, "You're gonna need clothes."

Cruz nodded without saying a word. I think he was just as surprised as I was that Salem caught on so fast.

Cruz headed to the closet drawing shirts wrapped in plastic down.

Salem motioned for me to follow him out of the room, "You can probably fit into my mom's clothes. They might be a bit big."

"Aren't your parents home?"

He shook his head, "Mom's at the hospital and Dad's in L.A."

"Oh," I muttered as he led me into another set of double doors.

I couldn't see anything in this room it was so dark, but he led me to a door that turned out to be a closet. Maybe closet wasn't the right word, maybe room full of clothes made more sense. I mean this closet was as big as Salem's room with clothes jammed packed everywhere.

Salem led me to a section, "Mom buys clothes hoping that she'll fit in them some day, but she really overshot."

He was right the majority of the clothes that were on the rack he showed me were all ones and twos. I didn't know any woman over forty that was a one.

Salem grabbed a bag from the corner for me and helped me through random things into it.

"So you and Cruz?" He asked zipping the bag up for me.

I shrugged, "I guess so, well I don't know. I guess we're just starting something. Well I don't know even if it's anything."

Salem rolled his eyes, "Trust me it's something."

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