Breakthrough ~ Penetración

The smell of bonfire, tobacco smoke, and barbeque filled the air. You sat next to the fire and sipped on the beer you had been brought by EZ. You'd gotten a call from him asking you to come stitch up Angel after his fight. You'd known the Reyes brothers since you were a teenager but hadn't been around since graduating high school. You recently moved back to Santo Padre after escaping a bad situation. Momma had sent you to pick up a roast from Felipe one day when you'd first come back to town and that's where you reconnected with EZ, you exchanged numbers and gave him a lame excuse of catching up after you'd gotten settled. Well it had been two months and you never called him.

EZ had coaxed you here after telling you about the last time Angel fought in the ring and someone stitched him up; he had complained for days that it was the worst stitches he'd ever had and that none compared to yours. Growing up with a brother who was just as reckless as the Reyes boys you often found yourself cleaning up and closing wounds as a teenager. You were nervous to see the older brother; you hadn't seen him since you were eighteen and bailing out of town. You had a school girl crush on him growing up- he was the older one, mysterious and dangerous. But nothing ever came of it and you were certain he only saw you as the annoying little sister that was always there.

"You aren't gonna watch the fight?" EZ asked coming to stand by you, a case of beer in his hands.

"Not all that interested in watching Angel get the crap beat out of him." You said looking up at him.

EZ laughed his trademark smile gracing his face. "He's not that bad. Better than when we were kids."

"He must be practicing too much." You said standing up.

"Come on," he said, "I'm sure you can throw him off his game some."

"Oh, shut up, EZ. Your brother doesn't care that I'm here. I'm the annoying little sister, remember?"

EZ raised his eyes at you in surprise. "That's not at all how he feels."

You looked at him completely confused by his response.

"You two should talk before you decide to bail out of town again." He set the case on the step leading into the building and pulled a beer out.

"How did you know I was planning to leave?" You asked as the two of you walked towards the ring Angel was getting his hands taped in.

"Our parents talk lot." He said looking over at you. "Were you going to leave without saying anything?" He asked.

"EZ, that's not," You started before feeling defeated. "I just,"

"It's okay, (Y/N). I don't need an explanation. But he might." EZ nodded towards Angel who was smiling at you.

You returned the smile. That's when it hit you like a ton of bricks, when you called your mother asking to come back home all she could talk about was how excited the Reyes family would be. She didn't say EZ or Felipe who you had been closest to, but the whole family.

You looked on as Angel danced against his opponent in the ring, this night was turning out to be more than you had prepared for.

"I haven't committed." You said watching on the fight.

You felt EZ's gaze fall on you. "Why not? Oregon's a good place, your mom said something about the capital building or something like that."

"There is no place here for me. Mom has this whole new life that has no place for me, Felipe has you back, and you and Angel both have the club. Jake is gone – he only calls my mom three times a year, if she's lucky."