Chapter 8
Blue Tagg: Yes, she can be
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Back at Mirabel's house, her parents were getting concerned.
"It's been hours, and she still isn't back." said Julieta.
"I'm sure she'll turn up soon." Bruno tried to comfort.
"She's probably just out with her friends." thought Augustin.
"I still can't believe Mama would yell at her like that." Pepa remarked.
"I could." Felix said under his breath.
Meanwhile, upstairs Alma was in her room.
"How could my own granddaughter speak to me that way?" she asked herself.
"And my own daughter too?"
As she sat on her bed, her eyes caught sight of her family photo album. She picked it up, and started looking through the pages. She saw pictures of herself when she was young, and memories began flooding into her mind.
She remembered times when in her own family she felt like she didn't quite belong. And then she remembered when Mirabel was younger. She used to be a happy sweet little girl, and Alma enjoyed being around her.
But when Mirabel got older, and began gaining her own interests, that's when Alma's feelings towards her began to change. Feeling a little sad, she went to Mirabel's room. When she got there, she looked around, and spotted Mirabel's notebook on her desk.
She opened it, and looked at the pictures and designs. For the first time, she truly saw the amount of time and detail Mirabel put into them. She then realized what a monster she'd been to her youngest granddaughter.
She quickly went to find Julieta and Augustin.
"Mija, Augustin, I've had lots of time to think; and I owe you both an apology. I have been too hard on Mirabel. She's a good girl, and I was wrong to treat her like the way I did."
Julieta and Augustin smiled.
"We forgive you Mama; but you really need to tell this to Mirabel." Julieta told.
"Right." Alma replied.
Meanwhile, Lorenzo and Mirabel had just pulled up to the mansion.
"Gracias again for bringing me here, Lorenzo." Mirabel said.
"It's no problema." Lorenzo replied.
They got out of the car, and went inside.
"I'm back. And I brought a guest." Lorenzo called out.
Esteban came into the room.
"Hola, Mirabel, what a surprise."
"Hola, Esteban. Where's Marcos?"
"He's in his room. One of our maids will escort you there."
A maid then appeared, and urged Mirabel to follow her. She followed the maid, who led her down the long hallway, and then they came to a door. The maid knocked on the door, and after getting an okay to come in, she opened the door.
"Senior Marcos, you have a visitor." she informed.
Marcos looked up from his computer, and Mirabel stepped inside. He looked really surprised, almost shocked.
"Hola, Marcos." she greeted.
She went over to him, and gave him a hug.
"Mirabel, what are you doing here?" he asked, giving her a hug back.
Mirabel explained how she had had a fight with her abula.
"Wow, I'm sorry that happened, Mira."
"Thanks, I just need to stay away from my family for a while."
"But how'd you get here?"
"I was at the mall with my friends, and Lorenzo came and offered to bring me here."
That made Marcos get a little nervous.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, no, no everything's fine."
For the rest of the day, Mirabel and Marcos hung out together. They watched movies, played video games, ate snacks, and talked. When evening came, Marcos excused himself. He was looking around for his brothers, when suddenly, he was hit on the head from behind.
He fell to the ground, and was out cold. It was Lorenzo and Esteban. Lorenzo had whacked him over the head with a small trophy.
"You got him." Esteban complimented.
"Well if he's not going to do it, someone has too. I'll take care of our hermano, while you do your thing." Lorenzo instructed.
"Right."
Lorenzo took Marcos to one of the spare bedrooms, threw him on the bed, and locked the door from the outside. In the kitchen Esteban fixed up a little drink for Mirabel. It was a nice non-alcoholic drink, but he made sure to put in the special ingredient.
A white pill. Then he went to Marcos' room, where Mirabel was still sitting on the bed.
"Hola, Mirabel." he greeted.
"Hi, Esteban. Where's Marcos?"
"He's in the bathroom, but I thought you'd like a drink."
He held out the drink to her.
"Gracias, I was getting thirsty."
Mirabel then took the drink, and drank it. After drinking it all, Mirabel began to feel funny.
"Whoa." she said, grabbing her head.
"Are you okay?" Esteban asked.
"I'm feeling a little...dizzy..."
And the next thing she knew, she had passed out. Then Lorenzo came into the room.
"Well Marcos is taken care of, what about Mirabel?"
"She's ready."
"I'll get the car ready, you grab her." Lorenzo told him.
He left, Esteban picked Mirabel up into his arms, and followed his brother out the door.
That's chapter 8, plz review