secreto de amor .

chapter 1

"con, this is my sister— step sister, y/n." jean introduced you to the shorter dude with his buzzcut dyed lime green. "y/n, this is my friend, constance." jean smiled because he knew he was about to piss connie off.

"nice to meet you, constance—"

"don't call me that." he glared at you whilst he spoke in a cold tone. jean snickered as your friendly smile dropped.

"is that not your name?"

"it is but you can call me connie. don't let your brother get you fucked up." for it to be the first time meeting him, he was kinda mean. but you guessed you had to respect his boundaries if you two were gonna get along, even if he was rude in establishing them.

jean shoved connie to the side. "don't talk to her like that. keep on, i'll kick the shit outta your lil ass." but all he did was shrug and walk away.

"sure." jean turned to you with a sympathetic look on his face.

"sorry bout him. he's an asshole." you glared your brother down.

"figures."

jean obviously wasn't your blood brother but he was your older brother through marriage. his dad married your mom a few years ago but you two had been around each other for longer than that so the marriage brought you closer over time. jean had moved out when he finished college and invited you to move in with him so you did. he was the only man in the world you trusted enough to live with. connie was younger than jean but a little older than you so he was friends with jean for a while. you just never bothered to meet him when he came over and stayed in your room instead. but it was different this time because jean actually asked you to meet his friend this time so you didn't see a problem with it.

"your sister's cute." connie took a hit of the blunt he had in his hand. jean kicked him in the leg.

"you know how i feel about that."

"what?" he looked clueless but he knew what jean referred to.

"you hittin on my sister and you don't even do relationships—"

"whoa.. i didn't say anything about relationships. literally just said she was cute, calm down."

"i don't even want you thinking she's cute. think she's ugly or something."

"but she's not though."

"oh really? i—" jean was about to pull out his phone and show the most embarrassing pictures he had of you, but luckily you had walked into the room before he could.

"jean, can i borrow your car?" jean looked at you like you were crazy. the only reason you were asking as because your car was in the shop so you had no choice but to utilize the brother you had. you just hated asking or relying on people for things.

"uh no. take the bus." connie let out a snicker before your eyes darted to his reaction. all you did was roll your eyes and continued the conversation with jean.

"i haven't rode public transportation since high school. you know i'm only asking because lola in the shop right now..."

"...lola? you named your car?" connie felt the need to comment for whatever reason.

"shut up. yes, i did. you got a problem, baldy?" connie didn't respond with anything else. "yeah. anyways, jean?" jean smacked his teeth before allowing you to get his keys.

"thank you, thank you!" you pulled your brother in for a hug. "love you, i'll be back!"

"you better.." he mumbled.

"it's the way you actually let her use your car. your dumbass didn't even ask where she was going." jean paused because he realized how right connie was. he was going to regret it but felt no need because the deed had been done and he'd deal with it whenever you came back.

"shut up. it's the way you actually don't know how to mind your fucking business."