heartless | kevin alvarez

𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 : 𝐚𝐬𝐬-𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠

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"NOOOO! SHE'S HERE TO GIVE ME A HARDER WHOOPING THAN MY MAMA!" alessandra cried, leaping off the couch and hiding behind it.

"cabrona! it's probably kev.. wait he has a key, okay stay here." solana gulped, standing up and rushing towards the door, which was still being pounded on.

she stood on her toes, and peeked through the hole, to see her brother looking off, anger or annoyance written on his face.

she unlocked and swung the door open, "STOP BANGING ON MY DOOR. WHERE'S YOUR KEY PENDEJO?!" she huffed, crossing her arms.

"i don't know! i think it's in my room or something, let me in now!" he spat back. "lose the attitude first, where's memo?" she asked, raising a brow.

"at his house, i got an uber and dipped quick, move over." he rolled his eyes and shoved past. solana closed the door, staring at him appalled.

his eyes met alessandra's, who was now standing behind the couch. his angry, annoyed face dropped, into a still one, nothing could be said with his expressions. he just broke eye contact and quickly headed to his room, slamming the door.

solana rushed over and looked at her, "what the fuck was that?!" she asked, mouth hanging.

"i.. don't know.. he didn't look mad? or sad? he had such a still expression.." ale responded, eyes wide.

"he probably saw the news articles too.." sol sighed.

"yeah.. i-" ale's phone began to ring, "NEY 🫂" sprawled across the screen. "fuck... fuckfuckfuck!-" she panicked.

"he for sure saw them too." she told her bestfriend.

"answer and put it on speaker." solana pointed at the phone.

alessandra complied and answered with a meekly, "olá?"

"ALESSANDRA SANTOS!" neymar shouted. "before you speak, i saw the articles, yes, and yes, you're grown, but i just wanted to say, who the hell and what the hell happened." he spoke, shuffling could be heard in the background.

"....are you mad?" she spat out, biting her nails.

"no.. like i said, you're grown, i just..- i just want you to be careful, i worry for minha irmã pequena.." his words soft.

"especially with futbol boys, i would know." he continued, fiddling with a random object nearby.
"and... i'm also nosy, so spill!" his laugh raspy. "AWWWWEEEEE!" sol's voice echoing in the back.

"SOL! YOU BIGHEAD! take care of my sister please!" he pleaded. "ay, ney, she's a big girl, but don't worry, i got my claws on her!" she chuckled.

"you make me violent, i hope you know.." he joked, "you love me! admit it!" sol shot back. "never! now.. tell me what went on!" he begged.

solana's eyes met alessandra's, who was about to go into detail when she heard the creak of a door open. her eyes darted to kevins room which he emerged out of.

"i...- i.... i'll call you back, ney." she was aghast. "huh..? wait wha-" the call dropped silent as she hit the big red button. "alessandra." kevin spoke.