Our Love is God (Narco!Javier Pena)

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Summary: Javier's girlfriend Ella is attacked.

A/N - Inspired by "Our Love is God" from Heathers: The Musical and the couple of Narco!Javi fics out there.


Ella was walking down the streets of Colombia when she was cornered by two men. They were both twice the size of her.

"Hola preciosa (Hey gorgeous)."

She gave them a small smile and tried to side-step them.

The other one grabbed her. "¿A dónde vas (Where you going?)?"

"No quiero problemas (I don't want any trouble)," she told them.

They laughed at her.

"¿Se enteró que? Ella no quiere problemas (Did you hear that? She doesn't want any trouble.)."

"Eres la chica de Peña, ¿no (You're Peña's girl, aren't you?)?"

"Por favor. Solo déjame ir (Please. Just let me go.)," Ella begged.

"Dale a Peña un mensaje para nosotras (Give Peña a message for us.)."

They dragged her into an alleyway and beat her within an inch of her life.

All Ella could think about was Javier. She pictured his smile, the one he reserved only for her. Ella laid on the cold ground, willing herself to move.

Enrique, one of Javier's foot soldiers, was walking by the alleyway when he heard sniffling. "¿Está bien, señorita (Are you okay, miss?)?"

He stepped closer and realized it was Ella. "¡Coño (Shit!)!" He ran over to her and took off his jacket, wrapping her in it. "Tenemos que llevarte a Javier (We have to get you to Javier.)."

"No. No esta noche. En la mañana (Not tonight. In the morning.)." Ella wheezed as she spoke.

Enrique nodded and carried her back to her apartment. He laid her in her bed and watched over as she slept to make sure she was still breathing.

In the morning, they drove to Javier's estate.

Enrique got out of the car and said, "Ve por el jefe (Go get the boss.)."

A man ran inside and returned with Javier.

"Ella." Javier ran to the car and threw open the door. Her hair was matted with blood and her legs were covered in bruises. "Oh, my sweet Ella."

He picked her up and carried her into the house, barking orders. "¡Consigue un doctor, ahora (Get a doctor, now!)!"

He carried her into the bathroom and gently set her on the counter. "Oh my love. Who did this to you?"

"Javi."

"I'm here. I'm here. You're safe now."

"Javi."

Tears were filling Ella's eyes.

Javier wrapped his arms around her and she broke down. Once she calmed down, he filled the bathtub and stripped her of her clothes.

He winced seeing the bruises already on her skin. She would be blue and purple come morning.

He helped her into the warm water and carefully washed her hair. He didn't know where all the blood was coming from, but he tried his best to clean her up.

The doctor examined her and luckily nothing was broken and she only had a small cut on her head.

Ella would make a full recovery.



In the end, it turned out that the two men who attacked Ella were from a rival up and coming Cartel.

Ella identified them one day when she was out shopping and the man with her snapped photos of them. Ella found Javier in his study cleaning his guns and ammunition. "You're going after them, aren't you?"

Javier loaded his gun with bullets. "Of course I am. They attacked you and need to pay."

"I'm not worth it though."

Javier crossed the room quicker than Ella had ever seen. He cupped her face and said, "Don't let me ever hear you say that again, do you understand me? I love you, Ella. You are my everything. If something happened to you, I would burn Bogotá to the ground. I would wage war on every cartel in Colombia and then I'd go to Mexico and do the same."

The declaration made tears fill Ella's eyes. "Javi, I love you so much."

Javier pressed his lips to hers.

She could taste the nicotine and whiskey on his lips and tongue. She wrapped her arms around his neck, closing the distance between them.

Javier's hands slid down to her hips.

Their kiss was interrupted by someone knocking on the door.

Javier pulled away and pecked Ella's lips a few times before pulling away completely. He grabbed his gun and tucked it into his waistband. "Don't wait up." He kissed her temple and stalked out of the study.

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