"My body hurts," I admit, looking down at my sweaty stomach with the dark bruising over it.

"Likewise."

I look beside me, "Really? Did I hurt you?"

"It's been a while since we last did it – I need to get used to you again."

"Why didn't you tell me? I would have been more careful." I touch her thigh under the covers and her eyes flutter shut.

"It's you I'm worried about. Half of those moans were probably from pain," she laughs, running her finger tip gently over my bruising and it still stings a little.

"Oh well, it was worth it."

"I can't believe we ditched school for this."

"We should do it tomorrow too."

"No way," she flicks the side of my face with her finger.

"Then we need to make the most of today," I wink, my hand running up higher on her thigh.

"You're all sore though."

I pull the covers from her and lift her over so she is straddling my lap, nothing but the sheets between our bodies. "You can do the work then."

She sighs, looking down at my stomach and tracing the bruises with her finger, gently going over my scar. She freaking obsesses over this shit. "You're a mess."

"Thanks."

"Seriously, I mean look at these cuts, and on your face," her hand moves to the slices in my face then over my busted lip. "You look like a homeless person."

"Thanks."

"A hot one," she adds.

"Can you just fuck me?"

"Why are you-" Diego says as he walks in, freezing when my bedroom door opens enough for him to see Amelia sitting on top of me with her body exposed.

"Oh, god," I mutter, dropping my head on the pillow while Amelia covers her breasts with her arms, her eyes wide.

Diego just stands staring at her in shock and I put my hands on Amelia's sides to make sure he can't see anything down below. What a good boyfriend I am.

"Diego, get out!" Amelia panics.

"Seems like Alex is the one who needs to fuckin' get out."

"I'm not in, moron," I correct.

"Alex!" Amelia says, basically telling me to make Diego leave. I've mastered girl language so I know that.

"Go away and stop being a pervert."

"Sorry," he grins while pulling he door closed. "She's got a great ass."

"Lo sé."

Amelia gets off of me and starts putting her clothes back on and I can sense that she's mad.

"I didn't know he'd come in."

"You didn't seem to care either since it wasn't you on full display." She picks up my shirt and throws it hard at my face.

"I do care," I defend. "I don't exactly want my brother seeing you naked."

"Whatever you say, Alex."

"Ameliaaaa," I groan when she leaves, getting up and pulling my boxers on. "I did nothing wrong but i'm sorry," I say as I follow her down the hall.

We both stop walking when a girl gets to the top of the stairs. She looks down my body and gasps which makes Amelia follow her gaze, then she focuses a glare on the girl, whoever she may be.

"What?" She snaps. "Why don't you keep your filthy eyes pointed up at Jesus instead of my boyfriends dick."

My head jerks back from surprise at Amelia. Geez, the time of month must be on its way for her.

The girl blushes, intimidated by big bad Amelia. "I was um, I was actually looking at the bruises on him." She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "Diego, my boyfriend, told me about what happened."

I burst out laughing and Amelia just glares at me so I drop my smile instantly and pretend to be shocked.

"I'm... Sorry," Amelia apologises and walks down the stairs.

"Good to meet you," I say before following her, except it's not that great to meet her and her and Diego will probably break up in two weeks.

"I can't face Diego ever again," Amelia whines before opening the front door.

"You can. Meels, he's probably already forgotten about it." I take one of her hands and she moves closer to me. "Remember what I told you? That my Dad used to say if it won't matter in five years, don't spend more than five minutes upset about it."

"It will matter in five years because he'll probably bring it up at our wedding or something."

I raise an eyebrow. "You think we're gonna get married?"

"You don't?"

I smile, putting my hands around her waist. "I want to." Her lips twist up into a cute smile and she looks as if she's waiting for me to say something. "You're not expecting me to get down on one knee and propose right now? Right here in my underwear? Not to mention it would hurt."

"No," she puts her arms onto my shoulders, her hands running through my hair, the feeling making the skin on my neck tingle. "I just can't wait for our future together."

I can't help how big my smile is as I lean in, speaking with my mouth against her cheek. "I love you so much."

The door handle shakes and suddenly we are being pushed backwards as it opens and Val's annoying face comes into view.

"That was so expected," Amelia laughs.

"Please tell me you didn't have sex against this door," Val says, walking in with Santiago and Yasmin behind him.

"Why weren't you guys at school?" Yasmin asks.

Amelia looks at me, putting the pressure on me to answer. "'Cause."

"Well that clears everything up." Val says and walks over to the couches with Yasmin following him.

"I'm gonna go," Amelia tells me and I pout. Santiago leans against the wall and smiles at her. A smile that has an apology behind it. Probably from the shit he said when we were arguing.

"You should cover that," he looks at my stomach when she leaves. "Nobody wants to see that crap."

"Nobody wants to see your face but you don't see me telling you to put a plastic bag over your head."

Max, Carlos, Ray and Marco all come in the door just then – not one of them acknowledging our existence. All of them except Ray go into the kitchen to probably eat everything we have.

"I love how close we all are," Santiago says as he walks up the stairs and I follow.

"I heard a rumour 'bout you," I tell him as he stands at my bedroom door while I put joggers and a shirt on.

"I hear loads about you everyday. You should ignore them like I do."

"Yeah well, this one seems realistic."

"What?"

"You and a girl named..." I search my mind for what I heard girls talking about in biology. "Something that sounds like curtain."

He bursts out laughing. "Curtain? You are terrible with names."

"What's her name?"

"Who's name?"

"The girl you're dating."

"I'm not dating a girl."

"A boy?"

"Alex," he rolls his eyes.

"Who are you talking to then? I know it's someone."

"If there was anyone I wouldn't tell you."

"I'll just look her up on facebook and message her then."

"Oh really? What are you gonna do, search curtain and hope for the best?"

I laugh. "I might. Or i'll ask Yasmin." Santiago's smile momentarily disappears and is replaced by a look of worry but he recovers fast and tries to play it off.

"She will believe anything."

I look at him suspiciously. "Whatever, little bro."

A couple of minutes after i've sat down with Yasmin and Val watching whatever crap they interest themselves in, Jace comes in the door.

"You know that chick in my english class I told you about?" He sits down beside me.

"The one with the small tits but big ass?"

"Yeah," he smiles and taps his feet on the floor then lifts his legs from how excited he is. "After talking to her for two weeks she finally let me in her pants."

"Nobody cares," Yasmin states with her eyes still on the tv.

"Good thing it only matters if I care."

"And the other bimbo, but she probably didn't enjoy the experience at all."

"She definitely did. Why are you so bothered anyway?"

Val shrinks back into the couch, his eyes going between Yasmin and Jace. Every time they two argue he makes sure to have a front row seat.

"I'm not," she laughs. "You're interrupting my tv with your annoying stories that no one gives a damn about. Keep it to yourself, and I say that in two ways."

I take out my phone, interesting myself in scrolling through my newsfeed that mostly consists of Val sharing things and tagging Montana in them.

"Shut up, dude. If you don't want to hear it then go away."

"This is my house."

"Well i'm fuckin' here now."

"Quiet please." The tv goes really loud and I look up to see Yasmin with her finger on the volume button. Val covers his ears and I wince from he sound. Jace reaches over Val and I and tries to grab the remote from her hand and succeeds, turning it off completely.

"You did not just do that. Alex get it back."

I sigh, taking the remote from Jace and giving it back to her. "Turn it down." She obeys, getting it back to the normal volume.

"Fucking annoyance," Jace mutters.

"What was that? Did you say something?"

"I said you're a fucking annoyance."

"Too far, Jason," Val cuts in.

"That's not even far."

"Then what's too far?" Yasmin urges him on.

"You want me to go too far?"

"Yes. Get on your fucking bike and go further."

I'm confused.

"Why don't you get on my fucking bike?"

"You're disgusting."

"You're a freak."

"You're ugly."

"You're terrible at comebacks."

"You have a small dick."

Val gasps.

"Not true. Good to know you're thinking about my cock right now though."

"As if. It's overrated."

"You're the most overrated person ever."

"Alex, are you gonna let him talk to me like this?"

"I'm not getting involved."

"You can't stand up for yourself? You started it," Jace narrows his eyes.

"Santi'!" She yells.

"Not getting involved!" He yells back and closes the front door.

"Think I'd much rather smoke than be here with you." Jace gets up and starts walking to the door.

"I'm surprised you even get girls with your ratchet smokers breath."

"That's offensive to all of your brothers, sweetheart." The door is closed before she can say anything back.

Val laughs, "True. Kidding, I don't smoke."

"Why don't you ever back me up?" Yasmin hits my shoulder. "He's so fucking mean."

"You're mean too."

"So what? I'm your sister. Is Jace your sister? No. So be on my side."

"Fine." I look down at my phone, seeing a text from Amelia. God, I can't wait to move out of this mad house and be with her all the time.

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just a few chapters left 😪 it's ok though, there will be Yasmin's story next, then Val's yaaay and alexia will still be in there somewhere

teaser: Alex suffers the consequences from the law with his involvement with Cal and amelia and him go out on a date

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