Santiago’S Family

Brandon

Thirty years ago is when Santiago’s club started. Adam Santiago aka the boss began to take care of every homeless child he had seen back then. He was more of a father to them.

He had a small house where he raised his children. It was a great challenge for him to bring up more than 20 child at the same time.. by his own self.

Unlike good fathers, he taught his children the finest ways to rob, kill, steal, lie, and torture. They were already homeless and absorbed everything from him as a sponge. They listened to him among all these years. They were the best choice to get rid of anybody you want to, but of course with $$$$$$ and it helped them to be filthy rich too.

As they grew up, the boss bought a vila from their own money. Everyone has his own room and privacy. They love and protect each other.

Carlos POV

I woke up at 9 am as usual, took a shower and put on clean clothes. Yesterday was a mess when I got ordered to kill somebody, he was a tough one and I ended up being hit with a baseball bat before finishing him. I am glad it wasn’t serious.

I went outside the hall to check on my girlfriend, she must be still sleeping.

On my way I heard sounds coming from Brandon’s room. “P-please c-come back.. d-dont leave me alone Keith, don’t…”

It must be sleeping Brandon.. he is still dreaming of his dead boyfriend… I feel sorry for him, keith was one of us and they had long time relationship, they were a match made in heaven.

*carlos checks if Brandon left the key under his door mat* “He never quits this bad habit” says Carlos as he finds the key and opens the door.

Brandon is my best friend and brother, we have been here since day one. I do my best to protect him, he is always quiet after what happened and as they said he is one of the best men here, great mind and skills. He may seem defenseless and weak because of his appearance, but they say don’t judge a book by its cover.

As I was getting in, I found him shivering and sweating.

“Brandon!… Brandon wake up..” I pat his shoulder.

Brandon’s voice was getting loud, it wasn’t clear.

“Brandon wake up, it is a dream! Wake up man you are good!” Said Carlos as he got closer and started to shake Brandon right and left, back and forth.

Brandon startled and tried to push me away, I tried to stop him “Brandon you are safe..”.

I lost my balance and I fell on top of him. “Ahh aw I am sorry” I said.

I opened my eyes and I was right in front of Brandon’s face and my arm was around his waist.

He looked so beautiful with his messy black hair and sleepy grey eyes.

“C-carlos?..” said Brandon.

“I-I am sorry.. I have just los….” My mind went blank as his breath was crashing against my cheeks and lips.

What should I do…

Brandon