secreto de amor . (SLOW UPDATES FR)

chapter 4

your car was in the shop for a few more weeks until it was ready to be on the road again. because you were excited to finally have your car back, sasha wanted you to take her to the mall since she hasn't seen you in a while. sasha was another friend of jean's but she was closer in age to you than any others, plus you enjoyed her more than the others too.

"y/n~when's the next time you work?" sasha asked you as the two of you walked around the mall with ice cream.

"friday, why?" sasha groaned obnoxiously.

"i was gonna ask if you wanted to come with me to a party."

"a party?" you weren't a party person at all and she knew that so you didn't know why she was asking.

"i mean not a party but like.. a kickback! not a lot of people will be there so you'd be fine."

"you know i don't do people..."

"i know but i wanna get you out there! somewhere other than sticking under jean all the time—"

"i don't stick under jean all the time. i just like to be at home, where i'm comfortable."

"you like to be anywhere jean is because you know that's when you'll be safe. but he's not gonna be everywhere girl. live a little!"

"i have all my life to live. i'm only 18."

"yeah but you should start now! just come with me please?"

"i don't get off til 10 friday. do i have to stay the whole time?"

"we can stay if you're having fun, we can leave if you don't. we can ride together." it sounded tempting but you knew how sasha could be when it came to going out and partying.

you were hesitant but answered anyways. "okay.. but we're taking my car. so i can leave yo ass if you get outta line."

"that's fine. your brother is gonna beat my ass anyways if anything happens to you."

after that conversation, the two of you walked and shopped some more before leaving. you dropped sasha off at her apartment before arriving to the apartment that you stayed in with jean.

"have fun?" jean was in the kitchen cooking something that caught your attention before you could see.

"yeah.. what you cooking?"

"shrimp alfredo." you started to make a face because he knew you were allergic to seafood before jean clarified what you were seeing. "no i'm not trying to kill you. there's a pot of chicken alfredo for you over there." you smiled as you made yourself a plate.

"thank you johnny~" you grabbed the plate and started to walk to your room with it but jean stopped you.

"you're welcome— where you going, miss lady?"

"to my room?"

"uh no? we gotta talk. seriously." you turned around to walk to the kitchen and sat at the island with jean.

"what did you wanna talk about?" you knew what he was gonna talk to you about.

"i know you're going to the party friday."

"um.. okay? how?"

"i know everything. look, i just wanted to make sure you know what to do and how to handle yourself. i'm not gonna be there to protect you."

you rolled your eyes. "sasha said it's not a party—"

"see? fucking up already. if it's an event in which there's drinking, smoking, and people, then it's a party."

"okay, fine. whatever, i'm not gonna stay long anyways."

he smiled. "good. i don't wanna have to go to jail for some bitch boys on my day off." you laughed as you finished your food.

"you won't have to." jean got up and threw away his empty plate and took yours too.

"i don't mind. i wouldn't be able to live with myself if something happened to you." jean's words lingered in your mind and you were having second thoughts about going to the party. it was the first one you've been to and it really wouldn't be good if something serious happened. you didn't wanna worry jean but you also wanted to do something different.

in the end, you decided to go and hoped for the best