Falling For EZ

Take A Hint*

The rest of your day was uneventful. Your ex stayed away, and you were able to head home without more drama. You texted EZ when you were leaving the shop. He texted back saying that he had something to wrap up for the club, but he would stop by after.

Unfortunately, when you got home, your ex was sitting in your driveway. Seriously, why can't he take a fucking hint?

You parked and locked your doors, before pulling out your phone to call EZ.

"Hey, cariño, what's up?" 

"I know you are busy, but my stupid ex is at my house. I was wondering if you or Angel could come over while I deal with him. I'm a little on edge after him showing up earlier."

"Of course, bebita. I'm only a few miles away, actually. I'll head over now. Angel is with me."

"Thank you. Sorry I'm full of drama."

"'No worries, sweetheart. See you in a few."

Your ex got out of the car and walked over to yours. You didn't open your door or roll down your window. You just rolled your eyes and flipped him off. You could tell that he was talking to you, but you couldn't hear him. A minute later you heard a couple bikes pull up behind your car. EZ walked up to your car and smiled at you, so you got out.

"Hey, baby," he said as he leaned in for a kiss. You tucked yourself under his arm, so he was holding you close to his body.

He looked over at your ex. "Hey, man, can I help you?"

"I'm here to talk to y/n, not you."

"Pretty sure she told you to fuck off earlier," Angel said as he walked up beside EZ. He leaned forward slightly to look at you. "Hey, Knockout, you good?" You smiled at him and nodded.

"Look, I'm here to talk to y/n. This is between us, not a couple trashy bikers."

"Ok, seriously fuck off. I have zero interest in talking to you. Stop showing up. Leave me the fuck alone. We have nothing to talk about. We are done. Over. No más. Pendejo."

"Estúpido idiota de mierda. No querría que su pene estuviera infestado de enfermedad si viniera con un millón de dólares. Tan contento de haber terminado con este pinche pendejo." (Stupid fucking idiot. I wouldn't want his disease infested dick if it came with a million dollars. So glad I'm done with this fucking asshole.)

EZ and Angel were laughing at your rant.

"Eres sexy cuando estás enojado." (You are sexy when you are pissed.)

"English, you stupid bitch."

"The fuck did you just say to her?"

"English. You. Stupid. Bitch." You ex said, speaking slowly. EZ gripped your hip lightly and moved you to the side, before stepping forward and punching him in the mouth.

"Walk the fuck away while that's still an option."

"I'll be back."

Angel and EZ both stepped up to him. "No, you won't. Leave her the fuck alone. She said she didn't want to talk to you. Take a fucking hint and leave before we kick your ass."

Your ex looked at you. "You gonna let them talk to me this way, you bitch?"

EZ went to hit him again, but you put your hand on his arm and shook your head. He looked at you confused, until you stepped forward and slammed your fist into your ex's nose. You heard a crack and blood started gushing.

"I said no. Do not test me."

He looked at you shocked, before spinning on his heel and hurrying to his car.