secreto de amor . (SLOW UPDATES FR)

chapter 15

connie had some leftover chili in his fridge that he brought back from his mom's house. the two of you ate that for the evening and it was really good but you didn't wanna eat it to where he'd think you were greedy. you weren't exactly the skinniest person so that last thing you needed was him of all people pointing that out.

"i'm gonna make a nickname for you."

"okay." you said as you helped connie wash dishes. he didn't ask you to do it, you just felt obligated because you just did things like that.

connie laughed. "i didn't say now, i'll come up with something." you stayed quiet until your phone rang. you dried your hands on his kitchen towels before answering.

"hello?"

"where are you?" jean questioned immediately. you nearly forgot about him, especially letting him know you were at connie's

"at connie's."

"why? you know what i told you—"

"it's nothing like that. i didn't have anything to do and he wanted to hang out." you heard jean sigh on the other end and you knew he was upset. but you didn't wanna rush home just because jean didn't want you hanging with connie.

"when are you coming home? where's connie anyway?"

"i don't know when i'm coming home. connie's washing dishes."

"don't tell me you staying over—"

"mom's on the other line, i'll call you back." you lied as you hung up on your brother. you understood his concern but you weren't in the mood for his nagging right now.

"are you staying over?" you turned around and connie was leaning against the counter. of course he overheard the conversation. "it's getting dark out."

you shrugged and then remembered he said he had work soon. "don't you have work?"

"they called and said i didn't have to go in. convenient, right?" he smiled and i nodded. "so you staying over or what?"

"why you worried about it?"

"because i like having you here. what time you got work tomorrow?"

"12." connie nodded slowly as he threw on a hoodie he had on the couch and grabbed his keys off the counter.

"i'm going to walmart, you wanna come?" you shook your head. "kay, i'll be back." when connie left, it was as if tia had called on  cue.

"hey~" tia greeted as she answered the phone. you went to sit at his island and propped the phone up against his paper towel holder. "where you at?"

"connie's." tia's eyes widened.

"oh? why you um...over there? being fast?"

"no, he just wanted to hang out. jean is mad as fuck tho." you giggled.

"i know he is...you gon give that man a heart attack one day. you staying over there?" you shrugged again before looking at the time. it was only around 8 o'clock so it wasn't too late, you just knew that nobody would want you driving in the dark as if you've only had your license for a week.

"i guess. i think he wants me to—"

"hold up...did you ever ask him about the bitch he was with that day?"

"yeah that was his sister."

"that nigga got a sister?"

"yeah he has a brother and a sister, they're twins. they moved back here from new york with their mom." tia nodded slowly but you knew she was smelling some kind of bullshit from what you were telling her. "sunny and martin."