Martinez Twins Fanfiction

Chapter 14

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At night, I sit in my pajamas and scroll through my instagram feed. It's almost 10 pm and Ivan still hasn't come back.

I'm still angry at him, so I'm kinda glad he's not here. The only thing that disappoints me is that I don't have anyone to hug before I go to sleep.

I walk down the hall to Emilio's room. "Emilio, can I give you a hug before I go to bed?" I ask him.

He gives me a confused look. "Why would you do that?"

"Your brother told me it's something they do in Spain. And he's, um, you know, he's not not here, so I figured you would hug me."

Emilio chuckles. "You realize we don't actually do that right?"

Now I'm confused. "What do you mean?"

He smiles. "Ivan made that up just so he could hug you."

"What? I had no idea! That's so sweet."

Emilio nods. "He really loves you, you know that? He always found a way to bring you up in a conversation. I just never thought anything of it until now."

This makes me smile. Then I realize something. "Oh my god, I never should have yelled at him like that. Oh no, what have I done? He'll never get back together with me! I'm such an ass!" I start pacing around, overcome with regret.

Emilio puts his hand on my shoulder. "Laina, stop. Everything's going to work itself out. You just need to sleep on it. Okay?"

I sigh, still not totally convinced. "Okay," I say. "Can I still have a hug, though?"

Emilio laughs. "Sure." After he gives me a hug, I go back to my room and crawl into bed.

When I wake up the next morning, I get a uneasy feeling.

I throw on a sweatshirt and run to Emilio's room. "Emilio, I-" I stop.

Emilio is sitting on the edge of his bed, holding his head in his hands.

"What happened?" I ask, worried.

He looks up at me and I see the fear in his eyes. "Ivan never came home last night. And I keep calling his phone and he's not answering."

Oh no. This cant be happening.

"Let's go wake Jake up," I suggest.

We run to Jake's door and bang on it loudly until he opens it. His hair is a mess and he looks annoyed that we woke him.

"What do you want?" he grumbles.

"Jake, we cant find Ivan," I tell him.

His eyes widen. "Are you serious?" he asks. "He didn't come home last night?"

"No, and he won't answer his phone," Emilio tells him.

"We have to look for him!" I say.

"Oh, Miss Grumpy isn't mad at her boyfriend anymore?" he mocks.

"Not the time, Jake!" I yell.

"Okay everyone get dressed," he says.

After we all run back to our rooms and throw on the first clothing items we can find, we rush downstairs.

We follow Jake out to the driveway, but he stops. "My car isn't here," he says.

"What? That doesn't make sense," I reply.

Suddenly, Emilio's phone rings. We all stare at it, praying it's Ivan.

"Random number," Emilio says and presses decline.

But his phone rings again.

"It's the same number," he says, confused.

"It must be important. Answer it." I tell him.

Emilio hits the little green button and puts the phone up to his ear. Someone on the other end says something, and Emilio drops the phone, eyes wide and jaw hanging.

"Emilio, what is it?" Jake asks, worried.

His pauses before saying, "Ivan is in the hospital."