Flor

Christian.

My sister fucked his face up. There's a girl on the other side of the hallway where Gabriel's dumbass is laying still out. Kai's talking to her and they're looking at eachother's phone. Kai bounces over to me.

"She recorded it because she saw him push her. Look it bro." Grey, And Jay crowd around the phone too. The video plays. Gabriel has his body pushed up against her and even tho she's smaller she still looks bigger. Her demeanor looks as angry and as violent as I'd think I'd ever seen her. Reminds me of her when she's boxing. She's damn good. Always has been, She hasn't lost a single fight against anybody she has fought. My thoughts are confirmed as I see her body throw him into the wall and a punch lands in his nose causing him to slump down.

"OH SHIT." Grey exclaims. His childish self hyping her up. I smirk. Damn right. I see the blood down her hand and him staggering up. But what I don't expect next is seeing him. We all pay more attention as Skyler explodes into the frame and pushes him again into the wall. Landing a punch that this time knocks him out. He looks up at Flor and the video ends. What the fuck.

"That was not what I was expecting." I hate that motherfucker and my emotions are confused. He helped her. But that means nothing with all he's done to her. "No fucking way." Jay's voice sounds in disbelief.

"So That's what she meant." says Kai. Flor and Alex went to his house. I saw the way Alex was. I've seen him get this way before. Before he violently beat Gabriel's head in. Leaving bloody stains all over his hoodie. Alex is a psychopath. When his anger gets him it's like he blacks out. I don't know what I'm going to do when this mofo wakes up. I want to beat his ass. It's overkill. I look at his body. He starts stirring. We all stand above him. His eyes flicker open. I thrust my leg out and land my foot into his side. He grunts and his body tenses as he convulses.

"You're real ballsy for thinking you can even get that close to her." I say. "Fuck." he says gripping his head. Kai is drinking his water. He pulls the bottle away from his lips. "Ahh. That's refreshing." He pours the water right into Francisco's open nose and mouth as he lays on the ground his head facing up with his eyes closed. That motherfucker might have a concussion.

It waterboards him. Jesus fuck. All my friends are psychopaths. That's a whole torture technique. Good. Bitch. I will never leave my sister unprotected again or I'd kill this bitch. I'm no good if im in prison. Just like I was when she got involved with the person who broke her the most. I'm not happy I'm leaving this motherfucker alive. But I'm satisfied a little more with the condition he's in. I hear the boys laugh a bit before we back away. We go to walk out of the entrance and I see him. He glances at me. I don't know if he knows I'm her brother. I don't know if he's ever heard about me. But he's fucking lucky he hasn't. I should beat his ass for thinking he could ever have treated my sister the way he did. But he beat the shit out of the person I wanted to hurt over my sister.

I guess he gets one karma point. But the only reason I haven't said anything to him is because Flor doesn't want me to. She said it'd involve her with his drama again. That he's too irrelevant to get my attention. She's damn right. I stare back at him. My face completely set. I know he saw me and Alex go up to her. I saw him look at Flor and Alex when they left too. I know that there was a point he made my sister feel loved while I was gone. I know he protected her.

She had her anxiety attacks he was there. I remember part of his story Flor told me. He grew up in foster care. In and out of jail. Abused. He would grow close with those families before they kicked him out. Multiple ones. Even call those foster moms mom. He'd cry to Flor about never feeling a mother's love. Now he can't even respect women. He may have turned out to be a bitch. No excuses for hurting my sister. But I don't think you could fake the love he showed her. Not the love he claimed to show her while he was an abusive piece of shit. The one before he turned for the worse. I think someone with so many demons has a choice to be better or be just like those that hurt him. Just like I did. Like Flor did. Like Alex. He chose the wrong fucking choice.

Hurting someone that never did it. It was never true love but it was love for all his sad miserable heart could know. I keep my stare intensely on him as we walk out the venue. He looks back. His demeanor relaxed and confident. His eyes not being hostile. Almost sad.