Before I knew it, we were halfway back to the house by now. I'm sitting in the back, curled up in a ball staring out the window. All of sudden, Tony reaches over to me and puts his hand on my knee. I don't look at him because I don't want him to see my eyes, they were bloodshot red. "Sayla... Look at me. Please," he says. I shake my head and put my head on my knees. "Sayla, please. I know you're crying and I don't care. Look at me," he whispers in my ear. I sniffle and wipe away most of the tears and look at him. When he makes on eye contact with me, he sighs and kisses my forehead. "I-I loved him, Tony. Was I not enough?" I ask, tears welling up again. He pulls me closer to him and wrapps his arms around me. I fall asleep in the comfort of his embrace.
At the house
I wake up next to Tony, who is on the phone with Ondreaz, lecturing him about how he fucked things up with me. "Why did you do that to her Dre?! She did nothing but love on you and you know that!" He yells into the phone. I pick my head up a little bit to look at him. He looks down at me with tears in his eyes. I sit up and he starts screaming again, "What the fuck, Ondreaz! She was more than enough! How can you not see that?!" When I hear what he says, I freeze and I'm overcome with tears. I stubble to stand up and when I'm finally on my feet, Tony is off the phone and sitting up looking at me. "I-I wasn't enough..." I whisper blankly. I hear Tony sigh and start to get up. As soon as I have the air to say something else, the door swings open and I shout it anyway. "WHY WASN'T I ENOUGH!" I scream at the top of my lungs, sobbing. I fall onto my knees and put my face in my hands. Tony rushes over to me and picks me up like a baby, putting my on his lap. I squint my eyes a little and the person standing in the doorway was none other than the dickhead himself. I open my eyes all the way and carefully stand up. I slowly walk up to him nd look him dead in the eye, "Why wasn't I good enough?" I say lowly. He sighs and cocks his head to the side, "I asked you a god damn question, and I want you to fucking answer it." I say, giving him the death stare. When he doesn't budge, I snapped my cap," WHY WSN'T I GOOD ENOUGH?! WHAT DID I DO WRONG, ONDREAZ?! ALL I DID WAS LOVE YOU, AND FOR WHAT? I THOUGHT YOU HAD MY BACK, BUT YOU JUST WENT AHEAD AND STABBED ME IN IT INSTEAD!" I yell. He flinches a little and backs up. I scoff and walk into his room and grabbed my suitcases and started picking my clothes. "Sayla? What are you doing?" Tony asks following me. "I'm leaving," I tell him. "What? Where are you going?" he asks concerned. I turn around and look at him with sympathetic eyes. "I'm moving to an apartment," I admit. I see him here drop down to the pit of his stomach. I walk over to him and I put my hand on his chest, "I'm not going far. You can visit, I promise," I reassure him. Then he looks up at me and I can tell he's pissed. "So you're just gonna leave me like that?! Just because of my douche bag of a brother?!" he yells. I look down letting my hand drop, "I-I just can't be in the same house with him. I need time. I need you to understand that. If you don't, I'm sorry, but there is nothing I can do about that," I admit. He scoffs, shaking his head and walks away. I look up and tears fall down my cheeks, "Tony?" I ask as he walks back to his room. Kouvr sighs and walks up to me, rubbing my back. "Here, let me help you. When are you leaving?" she offers. I nod, "ASAP," I respond. She pouts and hugs me tightly. I hug her back and we finish packing up my stuff. Once the boys helped me and Kouvr bring my things downstairs and into my car, I say my goodbyes to everyone. I look around at everyone and I realize that Tony wasn't downstairs. I built up all the courage that I could, " TONY FUCKING LOPEZ! GET YOUR FAT ASS DOWN HERE!" I yell. I stand there with my hands on my hips, waiting for him to come down the stairs. I sadly chuckle, "Wow, okay. That's how you want it I guess," I say walking over to Ondreaz. I sigh and finally look him in the eye, "Bye Ondreaz. I-I hope she can treat you better than I ever could." I said. His arms dropped from across his chest. I gave him a quick hug and backed up to Kouvr. "You ready?" she asks. I nod and get my small drawstring back pack and throw it over my shoulder. I grab Kouvr's hand and head outside to my car.
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I am his and he is mine- A Lopez Brother fan fiction.
Fanfiction19 year old Sayla James is moving from Oahu, Hawaii to LA to live with her best friend Kouvr from the hype house. You spend three weeks with them and start to catch feelings toward the one and only, Ondreaz Lopez. Read to find out how this goes and...