Aaron Hendrix
"Stop being a grump just cause you haven't seen Lina in the past week." Owen says when I make him change the TV channel from some God awful cartoons he had on.
"That show was shit." I say back.
"South Park is legendary." Mike sides with him.
"Fuck you both."
"Oh gosh he is grumpy." Mike says.
"Well you can have control over the TV because I have to go " Owen says, standing up, his gaze lingers on Mike for a second too long. Mike gets up too, "And I have to go patch up Tony who was a dumbass and just texted he sliced his finger open cutting vegetables."
Of course he did.
Ten minutes later, I am alone and I fucking miss Addie.
I text her twice, but it's eleven PM and I bet she's asleep already. I think she mentioned having a sleepover with her friend, too.
A knock sounds out at my front door and I sit up, confused as to who could be here unannounced this late. Nobody who's a threat or my guards wouldn't have let them through.
When I open the door and see Nick Torres, I am extremely confused.
When he throws a punch at me, I am fucking pissed.
"What the hell?!" I say, shoving him away from me, I taste blood in my mouth from his punch.
"You stay the hell away from my sister." He yells at me, "And if you put a finger on her again I will fucking kill you."
"What the fuck did you just say to me?" I step towards him, his words sinking into my mind. He thinks I hit her?
"Don't play stupid. First she comes home with a black eye, then her entire stomach is black and blue? She made up some bullshit story when I confronted her but I know that was just to protect you." He looks at me with so much rage, I'd be scared if I wasn't me.
Black eye? Bruised stomach?
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but I have never hurt Adelina." I say, my anger growing at his accusations, "So before you come here and accuse me of shit, make sure you have your God damn facts right."
He steps back and blinks at me a few times, almost like he is completely baffled I didn't just admit to hitting her and let him beat me up.
"Where is she." I say.
"Like hell I'm telling you." He spits at me.
"I did not lay a finger on her. So while you're here yelling at me, the asshole who did is somewhere else."
And I have a pretty good fucking idea of who he is.
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Adelina Celine Torres
I am shaken awake by a frantic Alyssa. Darn it I fell asleep during the movie!
"Alyssa what is wrong?" I ask when I notice how panicked she is. "Please don't be mad at me..." I sit up straight, "What did you do?"
"I may have told Nick I saw bruises on you and he ran off saying he was going to kill Aaron and I tried to tell him it wasn't him, but he didn't believe me and now he's gone."
Oh. My. Gosh.
I spring off of the couch and literally run out the door, "When did he leave?!" I ask Alyssa as I go down the stairs.
"Ten minutes ago." She says.
"Why the heck did you wait to wake me up?!"
"I was sacred you'd yell at me..."
Not having time to get mad at her, I grab my keys and get into my car. "Where are you going!" Alyssa runs out just after me. "To Ronny's. You stay here." I tell her, knowing I don't want her there.
I drive off at a billion miles an hour, my hands shaking as I drive. I reach Aarons house in just ten minutes, parking horribly and quickly getting out of the car. When I get there, I don't see Nick's car even though there is no way I beat him here. He must have left already?
"Addie." I hear Ronny's voice the second I get out of my car.
I spin around to see him standing on the other side of where I parked, almost like he was waiting for me--expecting me.
His bottom lip is slightly swollen and bloody, and my heart seizes at the knowledge that it's my fault.
"Lift up your shirt." He walks over to me.
Tears form in my eyes, what did Nick say to him?
"Aaron," I say, thinking desperately for a lie, desperate to find a way to get out of this without him knowing the truth.
"Show me."
I shake my head, "Ronny please,"
He reaches for my shirt and I just stand there, feeling stupid and ashamed of myself. I feel him lift it up and I feel his whole body tense when he sees the dark purple bruises all over me.
"You should have told me." he lowers my shirt and pulls me closer into a hug and I immediately know he knows who did this.
"I'm sorry" I say just above a whisper, "Y-you can't tell Nick." I pull away from Ronny and say. "Please," I beg.
His expression hardens at my words, "He loves dad. I can't-- I can't ruin it." a tear falls down my face.
"He loves you, Addie. And he deserves to know what kind of man your father is." Aaron pauses after he says that.
"When we baked and you had a bruise on your wrist." He says after a few minutes. "When you wouldn't see me for a week straight. When you wouldn't take off those damn sunglasses, when you had burns on your thighs..." He trails off.
"I'm sorry. Also the last one was actually just from me spilling hot soup on myself." I say, completely understanding how angry he must be with me. I lied to him over and over again.
Aaron's face completely drops suddenly and I feel sick at the sight, "Because we are together?" He asks, his voice breaking slightly and my heart drops. I hesitate for a second, but shake my head, "No Ronny that's not--"
"I'm sorry" He wipes a tear from my face, "I should have seen it. I'm so fucking sorry baby." He plants a kiss on my forehead and lingers his lips there.
His words make me want to cry even more, "How can you say that Ronny?" I say, "You are amazing. I am the one who lied and ignored you and--"
"I really hate to ask but how upset would you be if I killed him?"
I just stare at Ronny, "Yeah cause you'd kill someone." I say sarcastically. He just looks seriously into my eyes. "For real?!" I question.
He nods.
"Aaron you can't just kill someone."
He shrugs.
"I really can't tell if you're joking or not."
"I'm not."
I frown, "Please don't."
Now Ronny frowns, "Just let me beat him up."
"Ronny...just let me inside and let's cuddle okay? You can save your violent thoughts for later."
"Ok. I will save my violent actions for later."
Ok—wait actions?
I almost protest but I figure he's just joking, so I don't.
"Now come on I am tired." I take his hand and lead him inside. When we walk inside you will never ever guess what we are seeing.
"Fucking hell this is a public space!" Ronny yells at Mike and freaking Owen making out in the kitchen.
"Oh my gosh!" I exclaim at them. Both of them are staring at us like deer in headlights, their faces red from being caught.
"Owike or Mowen?" I ask the two.
"Mowen" "Owike" both of them say opposite ones at the same time.
"No sex where we eat food." Ronny grumbles, totally unfazed after catching his best friend and his also close friend/doctor making out.
"Wait what happened?" Owen asks us, probably noticing my puffy eyes from crying a minute or two ago.
I look at Ronny who is already looking at me, "Would you be alright with Mike checking you out before bed?" Checking me out?
"Ron nothing is wrong with me."
"You don't know that."
I sigh and realize no way Ron isn't going to side eye me every time I wince from moving if I don't let Mike look at me. "Fine."
"Can you two fill us in?" Mike asks.
"Her stomach." Ronny tells Mike, who I walk over to with Ron. "I just have a bruise." I say, "He's a bit dramatic as usual."
Mike lifts my shirt up to my bra line and I hear Owen suck in his breath. "How the hell did that happen!" Owen asks.
"Got in a fight. You should see the other guy." I wink at him. He doesn't seem amused.
Mike does a few little tests on me, like making me bend all types of ways, then he puts his hands on my stomach and presses down lightly a few times, which freaking hurt by the way, but I try not to show it.
"I don't think it's fractured," Mike says, "We won't be sure without an x-ray, though."
"Can we do that in the morning? I'm tired." I complain, hating everyone around me and acting like I was just beat to a pulp when in reality I only got kicked a few times nearly a week ago.
"Let me wrap you just in case," Mike says, leaving for a second then coming back with some kind of bandage thingy. I hold my shirt up to my bra as he wraps the fabric around me tightly.
"Tomorrow morning get an x-ray done." Mike says when he finishes. "Got it." I smile to him, "Thank you, and sorry for um...interrupting." I say to the two.
"So when you said you had to go and you said you had to help Tony, that was bullshit to go fuck?" Ron says, looking a little offended his friends ditched him to make out.
"Maybe." Owen admits, "I mean you two could always join--"
"Fuck off." Ronny cuts him off, taking my hand and leading me out of the room. "Bye goodnight!" I call out as we leave.
"Holy cow I did not see that coming." I say to Ron. "Did you know?" I ask him since he didn't look too surprised when we found them.
He shrugs, "I knew Owen thought he was hot."
Ah.
"Ron I don't know if I can sleep in this thing. It is tight." I say, doing a little trick where I slip my bra off through one of my sleeves.
"Hm?" He says.
"Did you not hear what I said?" I put my hands on my hips and look at him. He shakes his head, "All I heard was tight."
"Perv" I throw a pillow at him.
We climb into bed and Alyssa's words creep into my mind. Does he expect me to do head to him? Was he disappointed when I didn't after he did stuff to me?
He made me so vulnerable under him...I can't help but want to see him like that.
I don't realize I am staring at him while I think all of this.
"Are you eye fucking me right now?" He smirks at me. I am shaken from my thoughts, "What? No." I say. He just hums, "Sure you weren't."
"Look my belly is shrunken by the bandage." I point to my super flat stomach since the bandage is quite literally keeping everything all tightly wrapped up. "You look the same."
Awwww. "You are too sweet." I kiss his cheek.
A question pops into my mind and I really don't want to ask it but at the same time I am really curious.
"Who tops who?" I ask him, referring to Owen and Mike. They're both very masculine men, both very tall and muscular as well.
"Mike."
"Really? I woulda guessed Owen."
"You think Mike is letting someone top him?"
"You're right."
"Now stop thinking of my friends fucking and go to sleep."
"You should say sex instead of fucking." I say, then cover my mouth when I realized I just said the f word.
Ronny sits up and looks down at me, a smirk pulling at his mouth. "What did you just say?"
"I didn't mean to." I blurt out.
"My sweet innocent Addie" He puts a soft kiss on my shoulder, "Am I a bad influence?"
"You're forgetting the context in which I said it. I said to not say it. It's not like I stubbed my toe and said it."
"All I heard was 'fuck' come out of your mouth."
"You have selective hearing my friend."
"Not friend." He quickly corrects me.
"Sorry, boyfriend." I peck his lips. I feel him lean his head on me and I put my hands in his hair, playing with it like I know he loves.
I'm about to drift off to sleep when I hear: "You were totally eye fucking me."
"What did I say about that word?"
"Sorry, you were totally eye sexing me." He corrects himself.
"Better but still incorrect."
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