𝐷𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝑂𝐹 𝑌𝑂𝑈 | 𝐽. 𝑃𝑂𝑂𝐿𝐸

𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑆𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑁

PEREZ FAMILY HOUSEHOLD 

12:30 P.M. 

THIRD PERSON POV 

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"DID YOU ALL KNOW?" Diego shouted at his kids who were seated on the couch, rubbing their eyes and glaring at him.

"Know what?" Mariana scowled.

"Don't play dumb, Mariana," Diego snaps. "You went to fucking Oxford. I know you're far from it!"

It was all over the news.

All over every social media platform, sports-related and non-sports-related. Luna and Jordan's relationship going public was plastered on every street corner. Many were happy for the young couple, and then, of course, some didn't like the idea of their basketball crush being off the market.

But if there was one person who was the most unhappy, it was Deigo Perez.

He had expressed previously that he didn't want his daughter seeing Jordan, and she had deliberately disobeyed him to add insult to injury, she and Jordan had announced that they had been together for a total of five months and had also professed their love to each other on camera. It was at this moment that Deigo had enough of his children's defiance towards him.

"Since you all want to play dumb," Diego shouted, he grabbed the remote and turned the TV on, and lo and behold, Jordan and Lana's photo was on the screen as news covered their pop-out. "I'll be upfront and cut to the chase. Did you all know about your sister dating this man after I told her not to?"

Stefanie, their mother, nodded her head. "We knew," she says. "We know. ¿Cuál es el problema con eso?"

Diego turned to his wife, betrayal etched into his frown lines. "You knew?!"

"Duh," Angelica says. "Mamá is the only parent Luna can really talk to because when you don't get your way you act like a two-year-old. Hell, Ju-Ju is four and he's more mature than you!"

"So, you all deliberately disobeyed me–."

"We're all GROWN," Xiomara argues. "We're not obligated to tell you anything, really, and let's face it, Luna is grown, she's—."

"LUNA IS TWENTY-ONE!" Diego shouted.

Xiomara stood up, her body tense and her back rigid as she glared at her father. "LUNA IS GROWN," she shouted. "She is allowed to date whoever she wants. She is old enough to make her own choices, you no longer get to dictate what she does or doesn't do!"

"Do you realize that because of this same behavior, we're all so distant from you? The only reason we all stick around here is because Aria, Luna, and Mateo still live here," Mariana shouts. "If they didn't, we wouldn't still be here! Your happiness doesn't guarantee ours! Nothing you have us do makes us genuinely happy. You don't support shit that we do, which is why we run off. Why we leave at any chance we get? It's because of YOU!"

Aria nodded in agreement. "Don't get me wrong, Papá," she says softly. "We love you, I promise you we do, but you never want to support us, even when we go out of our way to support you and try to do the smallest things to at least gain your approval, you constantly point out everything we did wrong. When we want to make our own paths in our lives you act so offended that we want to be our own person. It's...it's honestly annoying."

"First you hated us for deciding to be in relationships," Angelica says. "You didn't talk to Xiomara for a year once you found out she was pregnant. When Mateo said he wanted to model, you said he wasn't masculine enough. You practically ran Mariana off when she decided to go to Oxford and she came back home with Theo on her arm. When I got engaged, you tried to run Keon off, then when Aria started dating Christian, you yelled at her for dating a gringo..."