Chapter 2

"Oh this little thing has to go with you."

 Said Erica as she threw a white bikini at me.

" If you keep throwing things at me I'm not gonna have two suitcases but seven. It's only two weeks." I said as I try to squeeze my clothes into the suitcase.

"Just think about the possibilities Nicole."

"What possibilities? Getting charged for extra loggage?Help me close this." I sat down on the suitcase as Erica zipped it close.

"I am going to miss you while you are gone."

"I'm gonna miss you too ,but I will text and I'll send photos."

 I put the suitcases on the floor from my bed and I pick up the brochures from the agency as Erica and I sat down to look at them again.

"Honestly if this was me going ,I think I woud just stay in that gorgeous four star hotel and not leave, I mean have you seen the pool."

"That does sound like a lot of fun but I wanna go sightseeing. They even gave me a tour guy."

"Well I just wish you have a great trip,you deserve it."

 I deserve it that's what I keep telling myself, but I'm still worried what am I going to do after those two weeks.I'll have little money left and I cannot afford to lose this house ,my house, my dad's house.

"You are absolutely right my friend, I do deserve it. And one more thing that I deserve is a pizza and movie night with my best friend in the whole wide world before I leave."

"Ohhh I'm already on it Nick."

 We spent tonight with our all time classics such as "How to lose a guy in 10 days","13 going on 30" and ofcourse "Dirty dancing".

I love me some Swayze. I got up early in the morning and  check that I have my passport my ticket in my bag before I went down and take a taxi. I got to the airport with some time to spare so I picked up a book so I would pass my time in the plane. I went to the customs security ,I got some funny looks for being the adult woman carrying an old teddy bear. My father gave it to me, it was a way of taking him with me. Once in the plane I got settled for a eight hour flight. I ended up sleeping five of those hours because the book of my choosing was boring so I give up on it. When we landed I got a bit of hit from the time difference, apparently Spain is 6 hours ahead of New York. I knew about time difference but experiencing it was a different thing. I got my luggage and managed to get a taxi with an English-speaking driver to take me to my hotel. And my oh my was the hotel spectacular. And my room oh my God my room, I could stay in here forever Just like Erica said. I mean if this is four star I don't even want to imagine what the five star looks like. I hopped into the shower to get off the plane smell, I took a selfie of eating strowberrys and send it to Erica.  She replied with "Lucky bitch :/." And a picture of her studying on my living room floor.

 I put my phone on the charger and jumped into the huge bed and went to sleep watching throu the window the stary night sky of Madrid.After having the best sleep ever and breakfast delivered to my room ,I got ready and when  to the lobby where my tour guy was waiting for me.

"Miss Nicole? I'm Miguel I will be a tour guide."

 He extended his hand towards me.

"Nice to meet you Miguel ,please just call me Nicole."  He was a man in his thirties,  good looking, big shoulders, nicely dressed with a bag over his shoulder.Uh and the  accent.

 Over the next few days we went seeing all kinds of different museums,the Royal palace,el oso y el madroño my favorite.The first week was already comeing to its end.

 Instead of having lunch in my hotel I decided that I'll go and try out a restaurant I so while sightseeing with Miguel. My Spanish is not great but I think I will manage to do a simple order.

The restaurant was called "Muro de limón"

 Which if my dictionary is right means "Lemon wall".  I had my favourite blue striped dress on, and a white hat that I purchased here because the sun was crazy. At least now I have a tan and I'm not my usual pale self. Coming in I took my sunglasses off and manage to request a table for one in Spanish. The place was absolutely astonishingly amazing. I don't know even if I have the words to describe it.  Even though you'd come through the big door the restaurant is seemingly outside.Somehow there were lemon trees everywhere and not fake.No sir. I ended up ordering a chicken salad of all things because I didn't really put to mind how expensive this place was. I took pictures and send them to Erica.

She replied. "Officially depressed. :)"

I was half through  enjoying my salad and all of the sudden people started screaming, three gunshot were fired. I threw myself on the ground, catching my phone and my purse. Some people yelling others lying on the floor while other two men in black suits were chasing three other guys who are running out of the restaurant.More gunshot were heard. I saw a man on the floor ,a waiter trying to stop the bleeding coming from his abdomen. Only he was doing it wrong not applying enough pressure. Somehow my instinct kicked in and I rushed over to the man not even taking a look if there was any danger. When I came down to the man, his hazel eyes connected with mine. He seemed to be fighting for air. He not only had been shot in the abdomen, he was bleeding from his leg an that needed presure as well.

"Give me clean napkins."

The waiter let go and went to the nearest table and gather all of the napkins he could find,while I took off the mens belt. I took a few of the napkins and put it on the wound that he had on his leg and used the belt to  apply as much pressure as I could. Grabbing the rest of the napkins I put them all at his abdomen and pressed. The man wailed with pain, he touched my hand.

"I know it hurts and I am so sorry but it's for your own good." His eyes seem to flatter, He was possibly going to faint from the pain.

"No no no ,you can't fall asleep OK, I don't know if you can understand me but I need you to focus on my voice ,focus on me just on fall asleep." He nodded his head his eyes focused on mine.The two men welding guns came running back.

"¿Qué estás haciendo?" (What are you doing?) Said the man as he knelt next to me.

"Ella lo esta ayudando, creo que es doctora.Llegó la ambulancia" (She is helping him,I think she's a doctor.The ambulance is here.)Said the waiter, I just looked between them, thinking I understood what they said.Paramedics  came rushing, thankfully taking over the situation as I stepped back, my hands covered in blood. A waitress has helped me into the bedroom so I could clean up, by the time I come out they we are already gone.