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Stella

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Oh.

Shit.

Fuck.

Goddamit.

"Come on Stel, let's set the table," Grace said, I'm assuming she's either in a rush or she doesn't want me to have anything to do with Mateo, either way, I wanted quickly to pass him because the plan I made in my head during the car drive wasn't supposed to go this way.

When I bumped into him just a few minutes ago, he just stepped into the house, still in his shoes from a few hours ago with a Nike grey sweatshirt. Nothing unexpected on him. Except he had new, Rayban sunglasses on. He just got from London.

He stopped me from passing him putting his hand just above my waist, dragging me to the side, "are you ready to play this game?"

Game?

"What the hell are you doing here?" I slightly yelled at him, knowing that he is Dove's brother and that this is his house. He let go of me noticing that this whole situation makes me a little bit uncomfortable.

"I could ask you the same question Maeve."

"I live with Dove. And she never told me she had a brother," I said without lying, pure honesty.

"Well that's pathetic of her," he smirked while saying that, probably knowing the reason why his sister never said a word about him.

"So, are you in?"

"I'm in nothing," I said wanting to continue when I heard steps coming close to us. I pushed Mateo off me before making my hair quickly.

"Mateo, leave the girl alone for the Lord's will," Billy said as he came closer to us pulling me away from him.

"Actually he was just showing me where the bathroom is, but I just remembered it myself," I explained, not wanting me or Mateo getting into any trouble.

Billy shook his head a few times, hands resting on his hips as I walked past Mateo making my way to the bathroom.

I locked myself in the bathroom and right after that, I took my phone from my back pocket.

dove.

Me: Do you want me to kill you right now or immediately?

Seen, 3:47 pm

I placed my phone on the sink looking at myself in the mirror. I am pathetic. Only wanting attention. This is not real. Why is the universe working against me so much my whole life? Out of all people in this world, Mateo had to be Dove's brother. And how the fuck am I supposed to be this whole weekend next to him when all I desire from him is to fucking kiss me?

I heard knocking on my doors. It better not is Mateo.

"It's Dove."

Before I unlocked the doors for her I rolled my eyes just enough times to calm myself down. I could use a cigarette right now.

As she stepped in the first thing she said to me while closing the doors behind her was, "Please don't tell me you have a knife on you or something."

"Try me," I threatened her before starting to freak out, "when were you going to tell me that you have a brother that goes to the same fucking university as I do?"

"Never actually, I didn't know he was going to be here today."

"What? Why on earth would you not tell me you have a brother with tons of tattoos and-" I cut myself off before saying way too much.

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