I hate you, I love you - Simbar (Completed)

Part 11

A/N: So I am finally back! This B-week was kind of crazy and I didn't have much time... Buuuuut here is the next part! I think I was "mean" enough with the person at the door ahah.
Enjoy! And please tell me what you think!
Love you all! ❤️

Ámbar's POV

"What are you doing here?"

The person in front of me crosses her arms, rolling her eyes. She pushes the door open, making Carolina step aside, while she gets in.
"It's nice to see you too, Ámbar! Yes I did miss you a lot too! Thank you for such a warm welcome!"
I roll my eyes as well.
"Okay, fine! I am sorry! I am just shocked to see you I mean..."
"Firstly, I am Mexican, so it's the least shocking thing to see me in Cancun. And secondly, I was calling you earlier because I had just landed, but with my latest discoveries I figured you need a fast intervention! And I wasn't wrong... You do look awful..."
"Thanks a lot, Emilia..." I let out, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms. It still surprises me how similar we are sometimes...
I notice Carolina was still petrified looking at us and I hold my desire to roll my eyes (again) at her.
"It's fine, Carolina. This is my friend Emilia."
"Yes, of course, Miss Ámbar. If you will excuse me."
Carolina left to the kitchen and Emilia started laughing.
"Miss Ámbar... It's too much sorry..."
I raise my eyebrows, pulling my usual scary Ámbar face but it has no effect on her. She keeps giggling, tears now forming in her eyes.
"Emilia!"
"Okay, fine! It's just I had never heard anyone speak like that. I mean I think only my great-grandparents spoke like this, in the other century!" She chuckles and interlocks her arm with mine. I give in. There is no need to fight with her.

I start walking to the living room and she follows me. I notice she doesn't have bags.
"So explain me once again how you ended up here? Not that I am complaining."
We sit next to each other and she smirks.
"Okay, first of all you clearly need me to solve the GMG problem."
"The what?"
"GMG - Gorgeous Mexican Guy!"
"Emilia!"
"What? He is all yours! But I still have eyes and can check him up. Otherwise how will I decide if he is good enough for you?"
"I don't..."
"Let me... You know us Sliders are actually from here, but we moved to Buenos Aires because the rinks there are amazing and it's easier to train there. But now that all the paper work and that boring stuff is done, we can now enjoy a little holiday and we missed it here. So I was calling you to let you know I was arriving today and to see if you wanted to catch up. That and I do need to have tacos! They are only good here!"
"Now you do sound like Simón talking..."
"He is genuine Mexican I see... Maybe I can like the guy... Speaking of which, we need to talk... I need to know exactly what happened in the world of Simbar..."
"Simbar?"
"Yup! That's what they call you guys on social media! I did some digging on my way here, so I could give better advices." She shrugs and I frown.
"I didn't realize he had a ship name too..."
"It's so cheezy but I like it! Plus I can mock you with this, Miss Ámbar!"
"You are the worse... Plus, you will never let that go, will you?"
"Nup... I do have a good memory. Specially when it comes to things I can use to make fun of people, or use against them. Can me mean, I call it cleverness..." She chuckles, making me mimic her.

"Hey, Ámbar, who was it? Ohhh, hi!" Luna says, kind of uncomfortable when she sees Emilia. We both get up and Emilia approaches her.
"Oh hi, ex-rival. It's Lunita, right? You must remember me, one of the winners, Emilia. I came to visit a friend in distress. She has a..."
"Yeah, Emilia, why don't we take the GMG problem to my room?" I ask, raising my eyebrows and grabbing her hand a bit tighter than needed, trying to keep her quiet. "See you later, Lunita!" I wave at her, practically dragging Emilia upstairs.
"Are you out of your mind? She is his bestfriend!"
"Sorry!" She chuckles, making me roll my eyes. Great friend I have. "Don't be like that... You missed me! And I am getting your Mexican back. You need me!"
"Who said I wanted him?" She raises her eyebrows, clearly making fun of me, and I push her to my room, closing the door behind us.

Simón's POV

I arrive at Luna's around 8 pm. Today was a really long day. I had waken up quite early today and had been basically all day sorting things everywhere, for myself, my family and for the band. Now that Nico's uncle, Gary, was almost finished with the renovation of Jam and Roller, it was a matter of days before my vacations where over and I had to return to Argentina. Which I was excited and nervous for.
I was firstly planning on spending my holidays there, but given the Sol Benson drama, and how much my family needed me, I decided to stay here for now.
But I did miss Buenos Aires, it's environment, the boys, everyone and Jam and Roller. Though this last part was what was keeping me more apprehensive about going, since I wasn't really sure what to expect when getting back, I did miss working there, playing with the band, skating. It was my life after all and one day or the other I would have to get back to it.

So when I park the car outside, I already know I will hear Luna talk none stop for quite a while. She already says more words per hour, no per minute, than anyone else but when she doesn't she me or call me for more than a couple hours, things add up and she has even more to say and catch me up on.

I was expecting that tonight, not only Luna but also Ámbar would be there for dinner. She wouldn't talk that much of course, she didn't seem like someone that talkative, or at least she never felt comfortable enough to do such thing. But, only her presence, would already be an accomplishment, hope that maybe yesterday hadn't been a complete waist.
In terms of talking of course, because well the rest not even I know what it meant or what it caused.

I am about to take my hand to knock on the door when Luna opens it and basically throws herself in my arms.
"Simón, Simón! You won't believe who is here with Ámbar!!!"
My heart skips a beat as Luna pushes me inside.
Is Benicio here? Did she bring that bastard?
"Who?" I ask, my voice sounding angrier than I meant.
"Emilia from the Sliders! They have been in her room since she arrived around 3 pm!"
"Emilia?"
"Yes! They seem to get along pretty well... They said they had to solve a GN problem or whatever but I don't know what it is..."
"Hope it's nothing to harm anyone..."
Luna nods, probably remembering that time we found out Ámbar was with the Sliders. I shiver, just remembering the cold in Ámbar's voice.
"Anyways! Can you please call them for dinner! I have to go do something quickly! Thanks!" She asks, kissing my cheek and disappears into the kitchen.
I sigh and start climbing the stairs. When I am facing Ámbar's room, memories from yesterday fill me and I stop with my hand midway. I inhale and prepare to knock when the door is opened by the brown-eyed-girl.
She crosses her arms, amusement in her eyes. "Well, well. Look if it isn't my problem? Were you listening behind the door or just preparing to make my friend cry again?"
I move my lips just like a fish, shocked at her words and attitude. Ámbar shows up behind her.
"Emilia, don't start..." She asks, both stepping outside while she closes the door.
I take two steps back, a bit frightened by her look. I swallow. "I... hum... Just came to call you for dinner..." I let out, my voice sounding weak and afraid. Which is exactly how I felt. Emilia seems to want to kill me with her stare, so I turn mine to Ámbar, studying her. She looks a bit better, her cheeks more colorful than yesterday.
She returns my gaze and we lock our eyes. Emilia steps in front of her, breaking our bond.
"Lead the way, boy..." She points and I do as she said.
This girl clearly doesn't like me... I
wonder what Ámbar shared with her... And what she is planning for me.

A/N: Hope you liked it! It wasn't Benicio! (Yet ahah or not) But I needed some one to take care of Ámbar and beat Simón soooo welcome Emilia!