Alexandra is a teenage girl wanting to get out of the hold her brothers have on her life, she wants to get out of the hold her boyfr-, ex boyfriend has on her heart.
She meets someone who is also going through a troubling time and they decide to ski...
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"José, leave him the fuck alone," I screamed at my stupid ass brother, who was stomping on my boyfriend for NO reason.
"Alexandra are you having sex with him?!"
"Jesús, please come and get José!"
My oldest brother Jesús came in and pulled him off as if it was the easiest thing in the world.
"He fucking Alex, bro!"
"Alexandra are you serious," he asked me calmly, dropping José.
"Jesús look at me, in the eyes. We made a promise, I never break promises," I grabbed his face so that he was looking me in the eyes, "I'm still a virgin."
"What's this nigga doing in your bed then?" José asked. I'm getting sick of his assuming ass.
"We were talking."
They left and I helped him onto my bed.
"You good?"
"Really?"
"Babe I'm just trying to make small talk, I don't know what to say."
"We need to break up. We aren't good together. This shit is toxic. I ain't living like this no more, I already go through enough shit as it is. I'm a Santos, I was born a Santos, I am going to die a Santos. I love you but we're done."
With that, he got up and left.
At that moment I realized that I was going through my first heartbreak. Weird thing is, I didn't feel anything.
It was like I was numb, my brothers put me through so much shit, its crazy.
Mario didn't even try to fight for our relationship, he gave up so quick. Kind of like he needed a reason to leave me. Nobody gives up on a relationship that easily.
I deleted all of our pictures out of my phone, I blocked him on all social media accounts, I blocked then deleted his number. He was right, this shit was toxic.
I went to the bathroom I shared with my brothers, my half brothers and looked at my reflection in the mirror.
I was a fine ass bitch, I didn't need to be sad over any nigga. Shit, I AM THAT BITCH.
I was between fair and tan, a Mexican American and African American mix, my mom being half Mexican and half Black, while my dad was just Mexican. I had semi- curly hair, jet black, a little past my shoulders. I stood at about 5'6... give or take, as I said, I'm a fine ass bitch.
I was only 19 so I don't see why I was so adamant about being in a relationship. My brothers showed me love and bought me what I wanted and needed. I also had a job, I didn't depend on anybody for shit.
"Alexandra Guadalupe Anderson- Morales!"
"Leave me aloooooooooone!"
It was quiet then I heard my mom come up the stairs. She opened the bathroom door and hit me with a chancla.
