Chapter 7

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"Thank you." I whispered to Nick as he dropped me off at home. "Anytime, darling. I'll talk to Derek and he'll be over later too, okay?" He asked and I nodded, accepting to kiss on my temple before walking inside my house, locking the door. 

I walked upstairs immediately and sighed as I took a shower, dressing in nothing more than just a pair of tights with an oversize hoodie that I had stolen from Derek years ago. I was scared as I laid in bed and let my thoughts wander over to the guilt of liking the curly haired man with the piercing green eyes. 

I knew he had a reputation. I looked into it more on Twitter, Instagram and Snapchat coming up with the conclusion he was indeed a womanizer. He was at parties making out with various women and on snapchat doing vile things like publicly having sex at these parties. He was trouble and I knew better, way better. It hurt my heart completely but the fact that I was called a whore by my own brother hurt me even more until I finally broke into tears after flooding many emotions. 

Maybe it was because no man has ever loved me in my life aside from my brothers, I mean my father abandoned me for another daughter. I had my sister Maricela, only sister, but even then I don't see her often since she has a life of her own like Nick and Derek. Nick was the oldest, 30 years old with a wife and two kids: Diane (wife) and the twin brothers Leo and Theo, age 5. Derek was 28 and had a fiance named Christine with a one son the age of 1, his name is Santiago. Maricela is 25, married to Martin since she was 18 and they had 2 children: Emma (1 year old) and Christian (5 years old). 

Josh was 18, dating Marissa for the past 6 months after settling down before going to college though he had plans to break it off before graduation next semester. I was the youngest being only 17 and dating nobody because of Josh. I think he felt awful for how my father left us, left me, so he swore an oath to Nick and Derek to protect me so no guy could fuck me up like my dad did. Noble but it never stopped him from breaking my heart. 

I was an utter mess as I started thinking about my dad. I was sobbing uncontrollably and couldn't help it, I couldn't breath. My chest was tightening but I just laid back in my bed and let out sobs as I accepted the fate of my panic attack as my eyes drifted closed from lack of oxygen to my brain. 

I woke up hours later to knocks downstairs. Harry was here. I looked in the mirror of my bathroom to see I looked decent despite my dripping wet hair I never bothered to dry. I didn't look like I was crying for hours on end because I slept it off but nonetheless popped two anxiety pills into my mouth and swallowed before going to answer the door. 

"You okay?" 

"I'm fine." I deadpanned as I left the door opened and walked up the stairs, knowing he'd follow me regardless. 

"You're not. Look-" 

"I don't want to talk about it and with all due respect, Harry, you're the last person I'd want to tell my problems to." I laughed bitterly as I sat on my bed, he looked hurt as he stared at me through the door frame. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

"It means I don't trust you nor will I ever. I don't do well with maintaining friends because everyone hurts me. I'm not here to be friends I'm here to get a grade. We can either work on the project or I'll finish it." I was on edge because I felt betrayed that I felt stupid enough to fall for the charm so many others had. 

"I wouldn't hurt you." 

"I don't care. Can we do this fucking project?" I was so close to just crying I covered my face and just full on started crying. 

"Oh baby." I heard my mother call and soon enough she was on the bed next to me and hugged me tightly as I pathetically sobbed into her neck. 

"Nick called me and told me what happened. I'm going to fuck his ass up when he gets home, vas a ver (you'll see)." My mom sighed and I shook my head and looked at my phone when my sister called me on Facetime. 

"Did he really fucking do what Nick told me?!" She yelled, she was driving. Presumably over here. "Yeah." I sniffled and she noticed I was crying and she shook her head cussing him to hell in spanglish. 

"I'm going to fucking kill him!" She yelled and I could hear Martin letting his own frustrations out from the passenger seat. Josh really fucked up and he was going to pay the price from all 3 of my siblings. 

"Mari you do need to calm down." My mom warned.

"Mom! He called Leslie a whore in front of the goddamn school knowing very well her goddamn situation!" "I know but he'll get it with the boys get here." We talked for another few minutes before I hung up. 

"I'm Alice, Leslie's mom. Finish this project Leslie before it gets ugly when Nick gets here." She warned me quickly and I nodded as she introduced herself to Harry. 

"Don't tell your dad." She warned and I scoffed. 

"I don't want to talk to him." 

"Whatever. Keep this door closed cause if he sees him here you know how he is." My mom shut my door and I sighed heavily, shaking my head at the entire situation. 

"Let's just get this done, please." I stopped Harry's questions as he sat on the edge of my bed. 

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