I know Nico is nothing like Dante, but I'm scared.
"I fucking knew it!" Alana laughs, throwing her hands in the air.
"Shut up." I groan, placing beau on the kitchen counter to grab a banana for him.
Okay look, it's not like I have an obsession with him or something.
I tattooed his name behind my ear, but he doesn't need to know.
"It's nothing. There's nothing going on, okay?" I say, holding beau to feed him.
"Mhm.. sure, sure, baby." She boops my nose, walking away with a hum. It's like her house too anyway.
I roll my eyes in annoyance, walking into the living room, hearing a few familiar voices coming from it.
"Really? Cause she doesn't look like your daughter. Are you sure Reese didn't—"
"Leo, I swear to god I'm going to fuck you up. Don't talk about my daughter like that." Rowan scoffs, draping an arm over my aunt Reese's shoulder.
They have this joke because Thea, Rowan's daughter has coily ass curls when both her parents only have a few waves. But she really does look like Rowan.
"How'd you like it if I told you bella slept with another man to have dahlia, huh?" Reese kicks my dads foot, laying her head against Rowan's shoulder.
My dad gasps loudly, looking at my aunt in disbelief. "Don't say that!"
I flop on the couch next to Nico who's fixated on his phone.
They start arguing back and forth.
I feed beau the banana, rubbing the back of his ear. "Ugh my baby." I look down at him with a smile.
"Oh hey little sun." Rowan smiles at me, holding aria in his arms. She's so fucking tiny, I think she's 4 months. Either way, I hate kids but she's like my favorite.
"Please get that creatures tail away from me." Nico mutters, staring at beau's tail that's across his lap.
I let out a low chuckle, trying to move my hair out of my face. "Help me first." I demand.
He reaches out to tuck the strand of my hair behind my ear.
I roll my tongue in the inside of my cheek, meeting his eyes.
Fucking hell, his eyes are so beautiful.
"Pay up, Leo." Rowan says, pointing to us.
"What the fuck? No. That means nothing, this is bullshit!" My dad gets all defensive like someone ate his cat or some shit.
"My kids need new designer clothes." Rowan sighs dramatically. He places his foot on my dads favorite coffee table, grinning psychotically.
They have personal beef. You wouldn't believe they kill people for a living.
"I don't give a shit about your kids!" He's definitely lying, my dad is so soft to every single one of Rowans kids. He spoils the shit out of them.
Reese laughs lowly, "Please Leo, it's so obvious they're madly in love."
"Excuse me? No." I turn my head around, blinking repeatedly. "Denial at its finest."
"Lin," Nico stares at beau.
"Sorry." I place beau on the couch, he jumps around with a banana slice in his mouth.
Never in a million years would I have thought I'd even like Nico. You liar. You've always liked him.
No. Shut up.
You know what? I think Lana needs me, yeah.
I carry beau to put him back before going into my room. Someone remind me to buy a new bed. (My dads money.)
Should I have left Nico alone with my dad? That's probably dumb. It's fine, Rowan's there.
"What screams hot party dress, please fuck me?" Lana asks, holding two dresses in front of me.
"Oo totally this one, it screams please fuck my hot virg—" my joke is cut off short when Alana smacks my head with the dress, flipping me off when she walks away.
I let out a loud laugh, walking into my closet.
I love bullying her. (And everyone.)
I grab a very short black dress and heels. I need to look hot. For ni— no. I don't do shit for men.
- N I C O -
She leans against the counter, talking to Tina. Her elbows stay planted on the counter, her ass is out.
Her dress is really fucking short. Don't get me wrong, she's beautiful. Look, I'm not the jealous type. She can wear whatever she wants, it's just— I can basically see her ass.
I don't like the idea of other people looking at her.
I turn my head around when I hear someone whistle, staring at Lina, her ass if we're being particular.
Fucker looks like he's into toe pics.
I scoff under my breath, crossing my arms.
One guy points his head in Lina's direction, whispering something in his friends ear.
Something burns inside of me. It's an unfamiliar feeling, one I have never experienced.
I walk towards Lina, wrapping my hands around her hips from behind.
She doesn't make a move. What if I was another guy?
"Hi sunshine." Lina lets out a laugh, standing up straight.
I possessively wrap my arm around her shoulder from behind. "You know I'm all for letting your woman wear whatever she wants—"
She turns around, flicking me with her hair in the process. "Sorry, when did I become your woman?" She taunts, tilting her head teasingly.
I drop my arms, holding her jaw instead.
"I've been head over heels for you ever since I was 3 years old, Catalina."
"Have you?" She hums, leaning against the counter.
My eyes unintentionally fall to her chest. Dammit! Get a grip, Nicolas.
"Eyes up here when I'm talking, sunshine." She demands, grabbing a shot from the counter.
I lift my eyes back up to meet hers, fuck it. She's mine. I think I've established that I don't like it when people look at her.
I grin, grabbing the drink from her hands. I bring it to my lips, taking it all in my mouth.
She lets out a loud gasp, "Hey—"
I wrap my hand around her throat, lowering my face to hers. I want them to watch.
I connect our lips, sliding my tongue into her mouth. I slowly let the burning liquid fall into her mouth, swallowing only a bit of it.
She's my fucking Lin.
She whimpers quietly in response, trailing her hands to my hair. "Mhm."
I lower my hands to her ass, pulling her closer to me. I could feel her smile against my lips. "My jealous boy, huh?" She pulls away from my lips, our faces still inches apart.
I nod, holding onto her possessively. "You're still younger than me though, you're like a baby and shi—"
She shuts her mouth when I squeeze the back of her thighs in warning. "Lin, I want to leave."
"No." She swats my hand away, leaning against the counter away from me.
I stand next to her in defeat, crossing my arms.
I don't think I can tolerate another second of people looking at her.
I take a glance at Xav and Tina who are currently making out next to the stairs. Then where the fuck is Alana?
Wait— when did that happen?
Lina starts having a conversation with some random girl like she's known her forever. "Is that your brother?" Her question makes me turn my head in their direction.
Lina chokes on her drink, holding onto her heart. I rub her back while she coughs. "No." I clear my throat, staring at the girl awkwardly.
We don't even look alike, the only thing we have in common is our hair color. Even so, that is disgusting.
"You know what? I changed my mind, home it is." Lina chuckles awkwardly, grabbing my wrist to pull me behind her.
"Huh really? I'd like to stay." I grin, staring at Lina who looks like she's about to murder me.
"You're attractive." I tense when I feel a hand on my chest.
My eyes widen in shock when Lina grabs the girls top, slamming her against the counter. "Now let's watch where we put our fucking hands, huh?" Her tone is harsh, she's quite clearly mad.
Momm— no. What the hell Nicolas? Who's genes are these? They're fucking with me.
"Fucking psycho!" The girl laughs, pushing past Catalina to walk away.
Yeah, I know she's a psycho, but she's like my gorgeous psycho though.
Lina snatches my car keys, turning around to walk away. She mutters a small, "Lana isn't coming."
I push past very drunk people to follow Lina who's going too fast for my liking. I do have her inhaler, but what if I didn't?
This is concerning, what just happened?
"What's up your ass sweetheart?" I call out, matching her steps when we reach the little car park.
She flips me off, slamming the car door shut.
Eh, she'll forgive me.
I get in, trying my best to hide my smile.
I start the car, not driving it yet. I need to hear her voice to be able to do anything.
She doesn't say anything, she leans against the seat with her arms crossed and her jaw clenched. It's reminding me of her dad.
"Lina." I poke her jaw, pushing her face slightly.
Nothing.
She immediately turns her head around when I hold her hand. "Devil,"
"Let go, Nico." Her jaw looks really fucking sharp, I'm kind of scared. It's hot though.
"Linny," a dimpled smile escapes me. I intertwine our hands, tilting my head to look at her.
She turns her head away, rolling her tongue in the inside of her cheek. She's trying to hide her smile.
"You bitch. Don't do that."
"Do what?" My dimples deepens when she turns to look at me again.
"Let go of my hand, Nicolas." She glares at our intertwined hands, biting on her bottom lip.
"Talk to me first." I demand.
I suck in a sharp breath when she pushes me back against my seat, climbing to straddle my lap.
Holy fuck— what's happening? I can't breathe.
"Look at me Nicolas." She hums, running her thumb across my jaw. I immediately comply like the whipped mother fucker I am. "Who do you belong to?" Her fucking voice.
"You." I say it without a second thought, feeling my breath hitch.
"Let another woman touch you again, I dare you." She threatens, her tone laced with jealousy— And i'm loosing my ability to breathe correctly.
"Fuck that Catalina. Get it into your pretty little head, I only want you." I breathe out, staring at her lips. So fucking bad, it's slowly killing me.
"Yeah," She clears her throat. "I know. I'm not the jealous type." She scoffs.
"Right. Let's say, I hypothetically, I don't know— fucked another woman—" I don't even get to finish the rest of my sentence.
Lina wraps her hand around my throat, it does nothing but it's really fucking hot. "I swear to fucking god Nicolas, if you do so much as let another woman breathe near you, I'll happily fuck you in front of her."
"Hypothetically." She adds, running her thumb over my bottom lip.
My breathing gets heavier. "Linny, I think I need your inhaler." I joke.
When I tell you the sweetest laugh just came out of Lina, you wouldn't believe me. It's adorable.
"For fucks sake, why are you adorable?" She bites down on her bottom lip.
I ignore her question, opening my mouth to speak up. "I want to kiss you. Can I please kiss you?"
Instead of a messy make out session, Lina holds onto my jaw, connecting our lips in a soft kiss.
Her lips linger on mine, making me feel like there are animals running in my stomach.
My whole body tenses when Lina traces the cuts on my wrists. "When you're ready." She whispers against my lips.
I don't think I could ever describe why I did that. It's sort of like— I don't know. You know that feeling where it's like— you feel as if you don't deserve anything? Like you deserve to be alone, hurt, you deserve.. pain? That's what it felt like. Deserved.
...
"Why aren't you sleeping in your bed?" I ask, staring at Lina who walks into my closet to put on one of my hoodies.
"What?" She laughs, "you don't want me?" Her steps grow closer to me.
"Wha— no. I— hu—"
"Nico, I'm kidding." She folds the top of her shorts, placing her hands on her hips.
"Oh." My cheeks heat up.
She looks down at the floor, throwing her hair over her shoulder. "It reminds me of Dante, that's it." A painful laugh escapes her.
My brows furrow in confusion. "Well fuck Dante." I scoff.
The way her chest is rising and falling doesn't seem normal. "Baby, come here." I say in a soft tone. I grab her waist, pulling her into my chest.
I don't care if she doesn't like hugs, she needs one.
She sobs against my chest, holding onto me as if I'll disappear if she lets go.
I press a kiss on her forehead, wrapping arms around her tightly.
Something I notice about lina is that she doesn't talk to people about her feelings. She likes to bottle everything up. Dumbest thing ever.
I grab the inhaler from the pocket of my sweats, holding her chin in my hand.
Her tears mindlessly run down her cheeks. "Do you need it?" I ask quietly, wiping her cheek with my thumb.
She nods weakly, gripping onto my shirt.
I bring it to her mouth, letting her take one puff.
The bitchy Lina is just Lina hiding who she truly is so nobody sees through her.
"Never bring this up." She wipes her tears, walking away from me to sit on my bed.
I curse under my breath, placing the inhaler next to her. I take my t-shirt off, leaving me in my sweats.
"Hey, put it back on." Lina scoffs, the crying Lina from a second ago is long gone.
I lay down next to her sitting figure, ignoring her demand.
Lina traces the strap of her bra that's strapped around my wrist."You better not take this off. It's your leash so I don't lose you." My mouth falls open in shock.
Lina lays down next to me with a smile.
She grabs my hand, shoving it in her hoodie.
I scrunch my brows when the cold metal of her navel piercing meets my palm. "My stomach hurts." She whines.
"Your stomach and piercing are freezing, Lin." I state.
"And your really fucking warm. Be a good boy and do what I tell you. Like bro, I'm bleeding from my—"
"Okay, okay. I get it." I draw shapes on her stomach, laying down on my side.
She does the same, her back facing my front.
I pull her into my chest till there's no space between us, all while rubbing her stomach just like she fucking wants.
"Mhm" she hums, leaning her head against my shoulder. Her eyes are shut.
"Swear I thought you hated me." I whisper, leaving a few kisses on her face.
"I'm not into physical touch," a smile escapes her. "But you're different."
I can't help but smile as well. Good, I want to be different. "Would you kiss me all over my face if I asked?" I joke, pressing kisses on her cheek over and over again.
Her hands find my hair. "Ask me tomorrow."
She'd totally do it. She can deny it all she wants, but I think she'd do anything I'd ask for.
...
Guys my sugar glider died with a lettuce in his hand:
Rip roro you can't fly tho 😝(he was named after our druggie Rowan) I'm in denial, I miss my bitch.
It's 2 am and I'm supposed to be awake at 6 for school. 😇