Page 25 of My best friends little sister

My eyes go wide as realisation hits me. Angelica, in my bed, in nothing but her underwear and me in nothing but a pair of loose pants.

Angelicas awake, covering herself with the blanket.

Shes frozen, shocked, staring straight at a very angry Mateo.

''Mateo its not what it looks like'' I jump out of the bed but I'm immediately pushed by Mateo, stumbling slightly ''allora che cazzo è?

!'' (what the fuck is it then)

Before I can respond and explain Mateo's out the door, stomping downstairs. ''H-hes mad...what do we do?'' angels voice breaks the tension left in the room. I grab her hand and look into her eyes ''we tell him''

I dont wait for her to say anything, I just walk out my room and head downstairs. Mateo is pacing the living room and theres a hole in the wall, probably from punching it. ''Mateo nothing happened. We were just sleeping''

He scoffs and turns to look at me, a cold expression covering his face ''oh really? Just sleeping? I told you not to fucking touch her Dante! You lied to me! You told me nothing was going on!'' I hear soft footsteps coming down the stairs and I signal to angel to stay there.

Angelica grabs my arms, stopping me from sending anymore blows and pulling me out of my anger.

''I told you to watch your fucking mouth Mateo.

Thats still your fucking sister and my girlfriend, you do not get to talk about her like that'' I'm trying to keep my cool, trying not to beat the shit out of him. Not in front of angel.

His fist comes at my face, punching me and sending me back. I can feel the blood pouring from my lip down my chin but I ignore it. I go for another blow but I'm stopped by angel ''stop! Please!''

Shes stood between us with her hands in the air, tears streaming down her face.

I instantly stop my fist when I notice its inches away from her.

I almost fucking hit her... ''Angel get the fuck out of the way!

'' shes trembling, still firmly stood between is trying to avoid a fight breakout.

I fall to my knees beside her and look up at Mateo. He shows no concern, no guilt, nothing but pure anger ''get out''

He doesnt move or say anything. He stays firmly in place and it pisses me the fuck off. I stand swiftly, getting close so I'm inches away from his face ''get the fuck out of my house Mateo''

He scoffs, walking over to the kitchen island and grabbing his jacket and keys. ''You can come back when you chill the fuck out and learn some respect''just as hes about to leave he turns to us, looking directly at angelica with a cold expression on his face.

I turn back to angel and kneel beside her once again. Her light sobs filling the silence as she clutches her side. I pull her away from the coffee table and cup her face in my hand ''where are you hurt baby? Your side?'' she gives me a small nod

I lead angel to the kitchen counter and grab the first aid kit, ''jump'' she jumps onto the counter, whimpering in pain, breaking my heart.

''This is what? The third time you've needed this kit?

'' I try to lighten the mood, try to distract her from the pain.

It works slightly as a small smile creeps onto her lips. ''Theres that smile''

I patch her up making sure its fully clean and protected and then just stand there, watching her. ''Mateo is really mad at us''