No podĂa ayudarte y no podĂas ayudarme, estĂĄbamos mal, asĂ fue como nos perdimos.
-JohnnyCruz

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No podĂa ayudarte y no podĂas ayudarme, estĂĄbamos mal, asĂ fue como nos perdimos.
-JohnnyCruz
Commitment Issues- Coco Cruz
Hi everyone! This is my first one shot. Iâve written many fan fictions before, but nothing quite like this. I hope you like it!
Warnings: Some minor cursing.
Word Count: 691
Anger swept through my veins as I watched my son look sadly around at the guests of his fifth birthday party. His dad still hadnât showed up, despite his promises that he would, of course.
 I fumed quietly until the party was over and my baby was tucked safely in his bed. My sister agreed to watch him so I could find a man I havenât seen in two years.
 I drove through the Romero Brothers scrap yard to the gate that hid the Mayans clubhouse. Parking there, I walked up to the gate. A set of eyes peeked through a gap.
 I heard a laugh and then the voice of Riz. âOh shit. This is gonna be good.â
 The gate swung open and I went through, leaving my car behind. I picked up a piece of tail pipe I spotted on top of a junk pile and took it into the clubhouse with me, passing a few amused looking club members. They knew why I was here, or at least had a vague idea.
 After walking through the front door I scanned the room looking for him.
 âOh shit, Coco. Crazy baby mama alert.â Angel said from my right, a grin on his face.
 âYou son of a bitch!â I yelled at him.
 He stood up quickly, nearly dumping the girl out of his lap who was perched there.
 âSon of a whore, really.â He replied. He was almost smiling. He stepped closer to me, completely unafraid. âYou gonna hit me with that, or fix up my bike?â
 I gripped the pipe tighter and pointed it at him. âI should beat your head in, Johnny Cruz.â
 Angel laughed. âOoh. Youâre in trouble now. She used your full name and everything.â
 âShut it, angel face.â I told him.
 Another laugh from Angel. âYou hear that, man? She thinks Iâm pretty.â
 A serious look had crossed Cocoâs face. âGet out, man.â
 Angel looked offended. âI just want to watch the fight. Sheâs gonna beat your ass.â
 Coco pointed at the door. âGo. I mean it.â
 Angel didnât protest again, he turned and left quietly. The girl that had previously been in Cocoâs lap followed him quickly.
 Coco didnât speak again until the door shut. âGive me that before you hurt yourself.â He stretched an arm out for the pipe.
 âLike youâd care. You wonât even make an appearance at your sonâs party.â I pulled the pipe back out of his reach.
 He looked guilty, but I wasnât buying it. âI should have never promised him Iâd be there. I told you I couldnât be a part of his life when you got pregnant.â
 I scoffed. âOh, so now itâs my fault? Iâm sorry we ever bothered you, Coco. He just wanted to talk to his dad. He wants to know you. Do you have any idea what it feels like when your child asks you what he did to make his dad hate him? It fucking hurts.â
 âThatâs exactly why I canât be a part of his life. Itâs only gonna end up hurting him.â
 I was close to tears now. I hoped my voice wouldnât shake with my reply. âBullshit. Youâre just too afraid to commit to anything besides this motorcycle club.â I swept my hand that held the pipe around.
 Coco moved quicker than I thought he would. He grabbed the pipe and tried to pull it out of my grasp, but I wouldnât let go. I stumbled forward and lost my balance. Coco caught me with his free arm.
 I looked up into his eyes, remembering why I fell so hard for him five years ago, and why it hurt so much that he wouldnât stay. I could see that familiar heat in his eyes.
 He closed the distance between our lips. I took my hand off of my weapon so I could wrap my arms around him. He must have done the same, I heard the metal clatter to the floor. Coco pressed me against the wall as our kissing grew more passionate.
 âDamn, I missed your crazy ass.â He groaned before putting his lips to my neck.
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Santa Cruz Fan Video Project - My Remedy
Hey guys! The Fan Video Project itâs finally here! I had to post the video via Tumblr because Iâm having problems with the copyright to post it via YouTube. But after I solve all the problems I will post it in YouTube.
I want to say thank you one more time to everyone who sent their videos, to the fanpages that supported me and to my friend Paulo who edited the video and made a fucking awesome job. I hope you guys like it! Iâm open to hear your opinions, so, everyone can talk to me via ask or via direct message in Instagram (santacruzarmy).
This is what I think of when this card comes up in the game.