Brother's Girl✔️

Trenta y nueve

Gabriel's POV

"Dad, stop saying I am incapable of loving!" I practically yelled at my dad. He was really ruining my mood, he came all the way to the balcony so he could talk about Dominique and the interaction they had the day before. I did not know why he thought I ought to know when Dominique already told me about it.

My dad was really getting annoying, we usually got along really good especially since he stayed out of my business, but now in a way, he was putting ideas in Dominique's head. She was talking about telling my brother, I did not know what she was expecting to happen. Matteo was not going to give us his blessing and act like we did not stab him in the back, he was going to kill us both. "Because you are," he said back. "I thought you loved family, but if you did you would have stopped."

"Stop trying to say who I am and who I am supposed to be. I love a woman, what is-" my words are cut short when Matteo entered the balcony standing next to my dad. 

"Oh, I hear love please continue," he said seeming interested in our conversation. "What woman do you love?" He questioned  

"Go head Gabe, why don't you tell your brother about the woman you love so much," my dad said. I leaned on the railing not knowing what to say. I stared at the house below, my dad was really pushing it this time. "Tell him her name, what is she like," he asked. I looked at him, his hands were crossed on his chest waiting for what I would say next.

"I want to know," Matteo said playfully, but I could tell he was really interested in the person I might love. That's when I knew I had to say something; if I did not, he would not let it go.

"Well, she's a kind person," I said the first thing that came to my mind. Matteo looked at me and chuckled.

"Taken would have been a better word," my dad said. I rolled my eyes.

"Taken?" Matteo questioned. "She's married or something?" My dad now was smiling, he enjoyed this. He wanted me to tell Matteo right then and there. He wasn't wrong, I owed it to him, but he was not thinking what it would mean to our relationship. He gave me a chance to break it off and now that I did not want to, he wanted nothing else than for me to break it off.

"Something like that," I replied. I played with my hands a little bit waiting for what he would say. He seemed in deep thought for a second or two thinking about what I just revealed to him.

"Oh," he simply said after a while. His answer here and there could determine the level of anger he would hold towards me when he finds out I have been screwing his girlfriend. "Why doesn't she get a divorce?" He asked me. That was an interesting question, why didn't Dominique just break up with him? It was more complicated than just the break-up, even after they did, he would still resent us for being together. And I am pretty sure, Dominique loves him and would never in a million years break up with him.

"It's complicated," I answered the simplest way I could.

"Why don't you uncomplicate it," my dad said this time.

"Well. She has been married to the person for a long time and there is a kid involved. You cannot just wake up and decide to get a divorce, it's a process," I said staring at my dad mostly, so he could get my point.

"True," Matteo replied.

"Matt, please put some sense in your brother and tell him to break off this silly affair," my dad said to Matteo. Matteo looked at him then at me. My dad knew somehow, I would listen to what he had to say. I hated to admit it, but I cared about what Matteo thought of me.

"I don't see the harm, he loves the woman and he's happy," Matteo said shrugging his shoulders.

"You are both crazy," my dad said.

Matteo shook his head while looking at him, "dad please leave him alone," Matteo told him. "If you'd like mom not to find out where you were the day they took us, I'd suggest you let him be," Matteo told him. They went into a staring contest, I myself was getting afraid of what they would do next. My dad seemed one second away from punching Matteo and knowing Matteo he'd probably hit him back. I hated being the cause of their fight. My dad then huffed, and I watched as he relaxed a bit and left the balcony.

"Where was he the day they took us?" I questioned Matteo. I never heard of this until today.

"Doesn't matter," he answered. "Don't listen to dad, he always wants to act like a saint, but we both know he got plenty of skeletons in his closet," he said. He came and leaned on the balcony also. We both stayed in silence, Matteo seemed in deep thought. I wonder if something was wrong with Pablo this time or his personal life. I wanted to ask him if he was okay; no, I needed to. He was my brother and he would have done the same, but this time I felt like a two-faced asshole trying to make sure he was okay when I was hurting him every day. I decided to do the brotherly thing, what my old self would do.

"Are you okay?" I asked him. He was startled by my voice since we had been silent for so long.

He turned and looked at me and let out a deep sigh. "No," he answered honestly.

"I-I um..." he was lost for words. I knew that was not a good thing coming from Matteo, it only meant one thing, he was hurt. "I bought a ring," he said. I raised my eyebrow wanting to know more. "I want or wanted to propose to Dominique," he admitted. I felt my whole world fall apart. I put my head down trying to gather myself before he saw how disturbed I was of the idea of him marrying her.

"Oh," I simply said.

"Yeah, I'm stupid, I know," he said.

"No," I told him.

"I am, I thought we were on the same page, but we're not. She's cheating on me."