A/N: Thanks for all the reviews.
Cecilia
That's where I had heard his name before-Luis's biological dad Hector Martinez had a sister who had three children, Luis met his aunt and his cousins a few years back so he knew who Tony was.
Problem: Luis hated his father's family all because he hated his dad which I totally got considering who his dad was and what he had done but to base the rest of the family on him was pretty harsh.
"What Hector's nephew?" Alex turns to Luis.
Luis nods, glaring at Tony with hatred as if he had personally done something to him which he hadn't. And Tony he was just looking at Luis normally, no hatred there. Obviously, he didn't have the same grudge.
"Why is he here?" Alex asks.
"He's one of my friends" Alicia answers.
"Your friends with a fucking gangster?" Alex yells.
"Actually, I'm not a gangster" Tony says offensively which I pretty much summed it up to that he hated anything of the sort.
Alex flew at Tony sending them banging into the wall.
"Get out of my house" Dad and Alex threw Tony out, Alicia running out after them, well storming really. She had a hard on for that Tony, I swear. They seemed to go everywhere together and she hadn't told me about him. That was a biggie, when she liked someone she never told me; I hadn't heard a word about Tony.
Luis shut the front door on them.
"You okay?" I flicked my gaze at Luis.
"I, I'm fine, I better check on Izzy see if they've woke her" I bit my lip staring worriedly after him. He went from angry to well, this in nanoseconds.
Luis went up the stairs leaving me and Dylan alone in the living room together. Dylan sat next to me clasping my hand in his, I leant against his shoulder as he kisses my hair. "I wish you hadn't had gone" Dylan says into my hair.
"I'm sorry" I play with his fingers. "I just wanted out of the mess"
"We could have found another way"
"Yes, maybe" I shrug.
"We had sex" Dylan burst out with after silence settled over us.
"Yep" I turn around to face him with a grin. "We sure did"
"How about I tell you that your my second and my last"
"Well I would have to say that's kinda corny" I jump onto him, knee's splayed either side of his waist as I leant down to kiss him. He kissed me back and we got lost in our own bliss until we heard the front door open. We sprung apart turning the TV on double fast.
"Well we could watch this" Dylan says when dad walks through the door.
"Where's everyone else?" I ask dad.
"Tony hailed a cab, Alex and Alicia have gone home, where's Luis?"
"Upstairs"
"Okay here" Dad hands me a wad of cash. "Go and enjoy yourselves"
"You serious?" I jump up.
"Ar don't, lets just go before he changes his mind" Dylan got my arm and hurried us out the house jumping into my car, Dylan with an destination in mind.
He took us to the arcade. "Trust me it be fun" He says to me when I give him a look.
"When one tends to have quite a few amounts of cash they use it well"
"And who says we have to use it all tonight?"
"I really don't think he'd mind if we didn't go back tonight"
"Are you suggesting what I'm thinking?" Dylan turns to me, a gleam in his eyes.
I jump out the car. "Maybe"
"Tease"
"Cars" I grab his arm and pull him over to them. "Race me"
"Okay but I want to kill some zombies next"
I beat him on both games causing him to complain so I decided I'd let him win on the next one just to shut him up. Except, I couldn't lose, I never could even for him.
"I hate you"
"Sore loser" I laugh at him. "Just cuz your shit at everything"
"You're paying for that" He took steps towards me with a deadly glare.
I ran except you shouldn't run at an arcade because you're bound to crash into someone which I did. "You shouldn't be running in here Cecilia" The voice made me freeze as a cold sweat broke out over my body.
I took a step backwards. God, no. Just no.
"What you doing here?" I ask him.
"I followed Tony Martinez here"
"Why? What would you want with him?"
"He's her. Dylan's yours. Do you deserve them? Do you Cecilia?"
"Leave" I tell him, glancing behind me. I couldn't see Dylan. I hadn't run that fast, he couldn't have lost me that easily.
"What have you done to him?" I grab his shirt, my nails involuntary digging in.
"To Dylan? Nothing, you're right he's innocent, you're not. Neither are the other two, at least one of you three know the guilty shouldn't win" He retreats just as Dylan found me grabbing me around the waist.
"Something wrong?" He asks noticing my expression.
"Dad called. He said to come home"
Dylan groans. "First he's like you all have fun then he's like you all have to come home"
I nod although I didn't take much of it in. I was scared, the guy knew the real me and that scared me more then anything.