VENDETTA || ɴ.ᴄ.ᴍ.

4. shot of truth

there's a link to the song above + a pic of my queen cierra lol
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song; jet black heart by 5 seconds of summer
( aka my mf song )
[ word count: 2204 ]

\\ Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, that sees into the bottom of my grief? \\

*

Edwin babbled on about god knows what, all Cierra knew was that he was clearly not very happy. As she sipped on her chocolate milkshake, her best friend finally stopped running his mouth for the first time since they walked into the diner twenty minutes ago. "What about you?" He asked, resting his chin in his palm as he looked at the girl who was like a sister to him.

"Me?" She asked, looking at him carefully.

"You," He said, taking a fry off her plate, earning a glare from Cierra as a response. "and Nicholas," He emphasised.

"Shut up," Cierra blushed, "What about us?" She asked vaguely, ignoring the look Edwin was throwing her way. She shrugged and sipped on her milkshake.

"Oh, come on," He pressed, "he takes you out spontaneously after work, you can't expect me not to be curious," He laughed. "I've been asking for the past two days, C,"

She sighed, "Okay, fine," She gave in and filled her best friend (well, practically her brother,) in on everything.

He listened until she finished, then he just took another fry and pondered on the name Nick Mara... and then a bigger issue came to mind. He looked at a blissful Cierra, "What have you told Brandon?" He asked seriously.

Her demeanour changed, and she closed her eyes, "I haven't," She confessed quietly. "Edwin, I can't," She let out desperately, "Things only just got better for him, I don't need him getting mad at me over this. you know how protective he is," she slumped, and let her head fall into her hands, "Could you imagine, if he found out i was seeing someone?"

Edwin laughed loudly, "Dude, he couldn't handle the fact that your only friend is a guy," He patted her head, "Lucky for him i already have a girlfriend,"

This time she let out a loud laugh, but still remained a little uncomfortable, "He doesn't tell me anything, Ed," She confessed. "I get all the information from you, and if i hear Nick call me Cierra Honoret one more time i'm going to crack," She groaned, "I don't want to lie to him,"

Her Dominican friend placed a hand on her shoulder, "i know, princesa,"

The old nickname brought a small smile to cierra's lips, she gave Edwin a look which he knew well. it was the kind of look that held a story of nervousness and fear. She knew brandon would get mad, but edwin was right - she had to tell him.

**

"hey, b," Cierra called, walking into the dark basement where he usually was. Failing to hide her disappointment when she saw him locking the safe that she knew held weaponry. "what's up?" she asked, hoping it'd get a fulfilling response.

He looked up at the latina, his bruised hands closed the safe and he greeted her. She took a seat by the metal table that was dented on one side. "i have a question," she brought up nervously, eyeing the slightly older boy to try and understand how he'd react.

The Mexican boy moved and sat opposite her, laughing at how visibly anxious she was. "What's up," he asked, leaning forward and placing his elbows on the table.