Flor

Christian.

I saw the way they were looking at eachother. They're gonna get together. We all think that.

Christian and Flor walk into the house. I was gonna stop at home before we left to the quince but I decided to come here instead.

Flor goes to the bathroom brushing past me, she seems a bit agitated and he walks up to me.

"Did Flor ever tell you in depth what Skyler did to her." he asks. I have a glass of water in my hand. I take a drink. And smirk. If he's asking about him he's definitely in deeper than I thought.

"You guys like eachother huh." He looks at me. I know he's confirming it by not denying it. Yet again. "Alright maann don't answer that then."

My face slightly tightens as I remember how he was. He was a shitty human in general. There was a video floating around of him beating on a girl a few months after him and Flor broke up.

He had another assault allegation from his other ex come out later. He never actually hit Flor but he was a shitty toxic human being and if she hadn't gotten out of that, it would have been her next. She never knew that he was like that. But she suspected, the violence he inflicted on her while never physical was enough to show he wasn't afraid to cross that line.

I remember Flor fearing for her safety. Too afraid to block him. To make him upset. She didn't want to be with him anymore but was afraid of what might happen. I curse myself for ever being stupid enough to be in Prison while this happened. Leaving her unprotected. She was in Alex's hands. Though they were never close enough for her to tell him what was going on.

I'm awaiting my trail. I'm being held in the county jail before getting transferred. Alex is sitting across the plastic pane from me. "You have to take care of her." I grumble. I know he feels something for her. Even if it isn't apparent to him yet. His icy stare looks at me. I know he's upset I'm in here. But there's an understanding in his eye. I know that without even asking him he'll be there for her.

I just worry. Alex nods. His icy demeanor only slightly shifting at the mention of her. I don't think he'll talk to her enough to make her feel like she has someone with her. I left her alone. Kai and the rest of the boys are with her. But it isn't enough. I'm her brother. Her only family other than uncle who is distant himself.

I know Alex cares. I know he'll protect her. There's nobody else I trust more than him.

Part of me believes that the Flor I see now. The hard, trains for boxing, lifts weights, goes to the shooting range, Flor, does it to feel safe. Safe from when she was merely a target for the one she cared for.

"He fucked another girl, he was a dick to her, would body shame her, he would cuss her out for no reason then tell her it was her fault because she wouldn't do this or that, then he'd apologize and love bomb her. Then broke up with her but when she tried moving on he'd call her being violent and angry. He always took out his anger on her." I fucking hate that bitch.

I would have beat his ass. I was in prison when they were together. Sometimes I blame myself. She was alone and she fell to him, such a deep attachment because she wanted to feel cared for. Because I left her alone.

Never again. The only reason I hadn't beat his ass was because she asked me not to, by the time I got out a few months ago it had been over a year. And he had finally stopped calling her.

He accepted he was blocked and she told me she didn't want him getting brought into her life again. I agreed. Only because of her not him.

"He body shamed her?" Alex said his throat visibly tightened. Yeah that motherfucker wanted to put her down any chance he got." I scoffed.

"He's a bitch. He was flexing his same gucci belt that was fake and he had no job. No car. No license. Nothing. Flor's better than him in anyway." I said.

"She thought I was mad at her and she got nervous." Alex says. He's staring off to the side.

"Fuck man." I mutter. She should never fucking feel unsafe.

"She admitted it was because of how he use to react to her." Alex said. My sister was young when this happened. All of it. She's lived in truama her whole life and now that she's safe her mind won't let her rest.

"I think she accepts your comfort." I say. I realize her demeanor shift when she's with him. Less guarded. She never does that. But i've seen it since we were younger. They always seemed to be drawn to eachother in small ways. Even though they never got close. Alex and me have only had brief conversations about it. He never let on more than a bit.

The topic of his emotions towards her a secret topic that loomed over us.

"I think that if you want to be with her you should try. If you don't want to be with her. Don't get involved anymore. She doesn't need to be hurt again." I say to him. It's time for him to make a decision. Now that she's clearly feeling for him. He can't continue to play hot and cold. He stands tall and looks me in the eye.

"Do I have your permission."

Woah. Okay classy motherfucker. A slight amusement at the fact Alex motherfucking Rodriguez is asking me for permission twinkles in my headz I smirk at him. Grabbing his hand and dabbing him up.

"You more than anyone." He nods at me our eyes locking before goes into the hallway to the guest room where she's probably at.

I want her to be happy. I want Alex who's like my brother to be happy. I almost scoff at how cheesy it is that they've fallen for eachother.