I've been hanging out with the Reyes brothers for a while now...and essentially their club. We're sitting at one of the Friday night parties and I'm sitting on the front steps as the party winds down, sharing a joint with EZ. "What are you doing tomorrow night?" he asks. I look at him a little confused and say "Nothing that I know of. Why?" I ask. "I...thought...maybe we could get dinner or something?" he asks. I look at him and smirk. "Are you asking me on a date Zeke?" I ask and he sits a little straighter. "Maybe I am." I hand him the joint and say "Pick me up at six." before kissing his cheek and heading to my car.
The next night, I'm sitting on the couch, waiting on EZ to pick me up and for some reason I'm a little nervous. I pick up my phone when it chimes with a text and see it's from EZ. Gotta take a raincheck. Club shit came up. I'm sorry. It reads so I text back It's all good. Be safe. I text back. I change back into my jeans and tennis shoes and head to the diner to get dinner since it's just me tonight. I walk in and get my food and as I walk back out, I see EZ coming out of his dad's shop...with Emily Galindo. And then I see her kiss him and he doesn't push her away. Club shit my ass. Should have known.
It's been a week and I still haven't answered EZ's calls. It's Friday night and there is another party but I'm not there. I look at my phone when it rings and see it's Angel. "Hey Angel." I say as I answer. "Hey babe. Where the fuck are you? Party's started and you're not here." he tells me. "I'm at home. Don't feel like partying." I tell him. "Fuck that. Come on. Hang with me." he tells me. "Fine. Be there shortly." I tell him before changing and heading out.
I get to the clubhouse and find myself sitting at a table with Gilly, Angel, Coco and EZ. "So, how'd the date go last weekend?" Gilly asks. "What? He didn't tell you?" I ask and he looks down at his beer, guiltily. "What did you do?" Angel asks. "Oh, let me answer that." I tell him. I look at Angel and say "He texted me to tell me he needed a raincheck because club shit came up and he was sorry. But I went to the diner to get something to eat and saw the Golden Boy here coming out of Pop's shop with little miss high school pussy. But the kicker? They were kissing. He fucking blew off a fucking date for married high school pussy." I say before standing up and walking out of the clubhouse.
As I walk out, Angel looks at his brother and says "I'll deal with you later." He walks outside and looks around for me and sees me sitting on top of one of the picnic tables near the cage. Walking over, I hear his foot falls and say "I'm fine Angel." without looking up. He sits beside me and wraps his arm around my shoulders. "I should have known better. I never could compete with her." I tell him. "There's no competition mi vida. That bitch never had anything on you." he tells me. I look up at him and he wipes the tears from my eyes. "I just wish you saw me like you did him." he says quietly. "You think I didn't?" I ask. "You were always flirting with him." he tells me. "Because I didn't think you saw me like that." I tell him. "Quierida I've only ever seen you like that." he tells me. I lean up and gently kiss his lips and he deepens the kiss. "Come on. Let's head back inside." he tells me and I shake my head no. "Nope. We're going on and going to show him who the better brother is." he says with that cocky smile I always loved so much. "The better brother? But are you really?" I ask, messing with him. He pulls me close and leans down to my ear and rasps "Let's see if you as that when you're screaming my name for him and everyone else to hear later." he says before pulling me back inside to the party.
