He didn't even show up

I'm here sitting waiting for Sebastian to walk through the doors of the dance studio but he is no where to be seen, I am fucking done. Everyone has been waiting for 30 minutes because I don't have my partner.

I stand, everyone's eyes go to me and I grab Nico's arm yanking him off the chair. "Let's start" I give Natalia a smile and her brows furrow a bit, Nico looks at me with a glare as the smell of cigarettes and radiates off him.

His eyes are bloodshot with dark circles under them, when is he not high?

"Wait..." Akira looks around and her eyes widen when the only person left for her to dance with is Dominico, who is on the phone outside the glass gates looking slightly pissed.

"I guess we're starting?" Ivy asks and I nod as Ares carefully wraps an arm around her, pressing a kiss to her cheek as we all make our way to the dance floor, Dominico cuts the call and walks in fixing his blazer.

I glare at Akira and she lets out a whine before walking to Dominico and standing right in front of him, he raises an eyebrow before Ares talks. "Don't be a dick" he warns his brother, Dominico rolls his eyes before putting his hand out for Akira.

"Couple problems?" Nico's taunt makes me look at him a sigh, I want to slap a certain Morales right now and I won't hesitate to slap the wrong one. Watch your ass Morales's.

"Dance" I grit and he mocks me, placing two hands on my waist and I wrap mine around his neck-kidding. I put my arms around his neck like Natalia instructs and we all start doing whatever she says.

"Why're you always being a bossy bitch?" Nico questions out of nowhere, my eyes meet his blue ones and he raises an eyebrow.

"I am not"

My eyes widen when his foot steps between mine and I go to trip but he catches me, "careful Abby" Natalia warns, knowing it would hurt if I fall and Nico tsks shaking his head.

Puta

"Nicolas" I warn, "you sound like my abuela telling to quit smoking, now why are you so pissy?" he questions dipping me down quickly and pulling me right back up, he knows how to fucking ballroom dance?

Since uh when?

-Hubby Chris

I don't even get to talk before the crazy man does, "is it my dumb cousin? And the Regina perra he's bringing tomorrow night?" he guesses, wait. Seb is taking her? The woman that was all over him while he was high as fuck?

I knew he changed but didn't know he dropped his standards, he was a fuck boy before but even that Seb wouldn't fuck with a girl like that.

"I don't care who your cousin takes anywhere" I mutter, Nico hums like he doesn't believe my lie.

"He has slept with her" his words make my jaw clench, why does he keep telling me this shi-"see, the way your face is now pissed shows you care. Don't worry, he didn't" he scoffs, I am going to kill everyone with the last name Morales.

"Shut the fuck up and dance" I snap, his eyes widen sarcastically before he mutters 'bite me' and shuts up.

"I hate doctors" Abuela grits and I roll my eyes as I read her prescription,

She has a fever of almost 138 degrees right now and she's telling me to fuck off, her doctor prescribed her the wrong medicine and just called me an hour ago telling me. It was prescribed 3 months ago as a 2 times per day med.

I am going to kill him

No wonder she's been having these fevers so much these few months, I swear to god if anything happens to my abuela I will kill every single person involved.

"I'm burning these" I state, she doesn't get to talk before I throw the bottle of pills into the fireplace of her room, she sighs.

She's been dizzy, has a shortness of breath, she's shivering but her temperature is higher than anyone's should be, says her throat feels like it's closing on itself, can't eat without puking it right out and she's telling me she is fine and I can go?

"Sebastian" she calls and I hum as I read through all her other prescriptions, I sit on the edge of her bed and she lays right behind me coughing a bit.

"Look at me" she presses and I sigh, my eyes falling to her as she gives me a light smile. My head shakes a bit but the smile that finds my lips when I see her beautiful smile can't help itself.

"I'm almost 87, people die" she states bluntly and my eyebrows furrow, I chose to ignore her before looking back to her medications, Goose paws at the door and I hear whimpers, I told him he's not allowed in so that's why he won't open the door.

"Let the duck in" I feel a sharp pull at my ear and my eyes widen, "joder, vale" I grunt when she pulls at my ear like she did when I was a child.

[fuck, okay]

"Promesa?" she asks and I groan, I lied but she's making me promise. "Sí abuela" I fucking whine like a child when she pulls harder at my ear.

[Promise?]

"Good, go get my duck" she let's go of my ear and I glare at her while rubbing the sore spot, she pats my head before I stand.

I walk to the door, opening it and Goose doesn't even look at me before he runs to Abuela, hopping onto the bed and kissing her face as I roll my eyes before closing the door.

"As I was saying" she says while petting Goose, he lays down and she pulls him under the covers. "People get old and die"

Where is she going with this? Because if it's leading to that talk I will not hear her out.

She's the only person that's been with me through all this from the beginning, she's the parents I never had, she's the one that stayed up yelling at me whenever I got hurt, glaring at me when I made mistakes, teaching me everything. She is not allowed to leave me now.

"Let me work" I murmur, I grab all the medicines the stupid doctor gave her before tossing them all into the fireplace too, my abuela cannot leave me, I won't let her.

I feel my eyes go glossy even thinking about her leaving, "Sebastian, mi hijo" she whispers when I sit on the floor in front of her medicine cabinet to check and make sure they are all good, I need to know what else caused this so I know what to give her.

I feel her hand fall off the bed and land on my hair, "come on, you're not a kid anymore we need to have this talk" she explains lightly and I ignore her, I called our family doctor, the one I trust, and he is coming here.

He should be here any second, I feel a tear slip down my cheek and my jaw clenches as my hand rushes to wipe it away. Her fever has never been this bad, why is it so bad right now?

"Listen to me, pendejo" she smacks the top of my head only for another tear to slide down my cheek, she can't leave. No.

"Stop abuela, you're going to be fine" I reach up and my hand holds her's, please be okay. I can't do this crap without you, she's been my mother and father for as long as I can remember and she's done the best job at it, I can't imagine life without her.

"I can barely breath, mi hijo, we both know where this is going to lead-" her words are cut off by her coughing, she's old, her immune system is already weak, high fevers have been seen to cause death because the immune systems can't handle it.

My head leans back hitting the side of her bed as my eyes shut, don't let her see you crying, you have to be the stronger one here.

"If I die before I see you and your Abby together I will haunt you two" she says between coughing and I wipe my tears before standing and giving her a look, running to the water glass I brought up before.

I sit on the edge of her bed, "drink this, please" I sigh and she goes to lean up but her eyes shut and she falls right back down, my eyebrows furrow as she groans lightly. "My head hurts more then it did when your grandfather used to bicker with me"

I roll my eyes at her analogy before sliding my hand under her upper back and helping her up a bit, Goose sitting up and looking between me and abuela while I help her carefully drink the water.

She taps my forearm when she says it's enough and I pull the glass away before she sighs lightly laying back down, running a hand down Goose's fur.

"Consider it my dying wish" she looks at me with a smile and I feel my fists lock, "you're not dying" I say matter of factly.

She rolls her eyes, "I said that to your grandfather, where is he no-" I cut her off with a glare and she let out a chuckle. This woman and her messed up humour.

"I mean it, my wish is to see my grandsons happy. Nicolas-that boy only loves those cancer sticks but I know when he finds his one, he won't be like you, at least you can be with Abby, please stop shutting her out" she explains placing her hand over mine, her thumb rubbing circles like it does whenever she tells me something and I know she's right.

"Please, stop hurting both yourself and her"

I feel my throat closing up on itself, it feels like I can't breathe, my whole body is heating up and tears are too close to dropping from my eyes.

"If destiny has written I will be gone soon in her book, so let it be, at least I go knowing my babies are happy" she whispers and I look to her to see tears falling down her cheeks but the smile on her lips never leaves, I reach forward and my thumb wipes her tears away.

She doesn't even let me talk, "we all die one day cariño, but know I will always be in that amazing heart of yours" her voice is shaky and soft as a lone tear finds its way down my cheek.

I hated that talk.

Thankfully I don't have to reply when the doorbell rings, "Doctor Foster is here" I clear my throat, basically running out of her room and she shakes her head slightly.

I don't fucking believe in destiny.