secreto de amor . (SLOW UPDATES FR)

chapter 32

[ i apologize in advance... ]

"are you fucking y/n?" there was a moment of silence but if you stayed silent for any longer, you and connie would definitely tell on yourselves.

"why you think that?" connie said before taking a bite of his food.

"because of that slick comment and y/n has been acting suspicious lately when i ask her about you." connie rolled his eyes.

"and if i was?" before jean's blood start boiling at connie's arrogance, you interrupted.

"well he's not, so stop worrying about it."

"and if i was, jean? she's not a lil girl that you can dictate anymore, if she wanna fuck, she should be able to do that." connie completely ignored your attempt at mediating the situation.

"i don't care about if she has sex or not, i just don't want her having sex with you. i didn't have a problem with yall talking or whatever but i will seriously beat the shit out of you if you're fucking on my lil sister, connie." you can tell jean was really serious but you hoped connie wouldn't say anything else.

"jean—" you blurted. connie stood up and walked around the side closer to where jean was sitting.

"well i am. i'm fucking your lil sister and you can't do shit about it—" before connie could finish taunting jean, jean stood up and threw a punch into connie's face.

"jean!" you yelled as you watched the two of them get to fighting each other on the floor. you got on jeans back and tried to stop him but he accidentally raised his arm and his elbow hit you in the eye, knocking you back. once they heard you fall, they both stopped and rushed over to you.

"i'm so sorry y/n, i'm sorry are you okay?" jean pulled you into his arms while connie sat close by. you held your hand over your eye and knew it would bruise.

"see what you did? fucking moron."

"shut the fuck up. this wouldn't have happened if you shut your fucking mouth for once."

"no i shouldn't have got in the way," you stood up. the last thing you wanted to happen was two of the most important men of your life to start fighting especially during the holidays. this disappointed you and you didn't wanna be near any of them any longer. "i'm fine."

"hold on, i'll get you some ice." jean got an ice pack out the freezer, you didn't think they'd be used in this circumstance. you let your hand drop for a second to apply the ice pack. "shit.. it's already bruising. i'm sorry."

"i'm cool, i'm going to my room." jean knew he not only fucked up by hitting you in the eye, but by not respecting the kind of relationship you had with connie. he knew you loved him but he would forever by wary of connie's intentions with you, which led to what happened.

"don't come back here ever again, you hear me? i don't wanna see you here."

"you can't do this jean, i love her and you know she loves me."

"yeah i do. and that's the problem. once you get tired of her, you're gonna throw her away like the rest of your bitches and move on, hurting her. you could've done that with them in the past, but not her. she's one of the good ones and i won't let you corrupt her." connie understood where he was coming from but you were different to him. he genuinely loved you and couldn't get enough. "you may say you love her now but you've already gotten what you want, lets see how long it lasts." jean's tone was low and spiting, it scared connie a bit with how serious he was and surprisingly enough, jean's words got to connie, making him believe that maybe he wasn't good enough for you after all.