I would like to dedicate this chapter to Disa_Laring who help me a lot realizing a lot of mistakes and suggested some very helpful things
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"Who knocks in this house anymore?" I could hear my brother groaned from the other side of his thick wooden bedroom door. That old brown wooden door wasn't thick enough to help keep the sanity of this family intact. My poor innocent and bloody ears could hear the moans and growls that left from the throats of my brother and his conquests of the night from the other side of this long and wide hallway, whoever girl that might be. I could hear the sigh of irritation leave his lips while also hearing gunshots and voices loud and clear from where I was standing with a nervous and anxious Conner beside me waiting for him to open the door. "I'm decent! You can come in and don't knock ever again. It's creepy."

He had a point when it came to the knocking. Every person in this house could do as they please. There is no privacy when it came to the Santana's household. Since little we were taught to respect one another and always include our manner and morals in our way of life. That was screwed when Father decided it was okay to leave his wife of nine years and four young children at the age of one, six, seven and ten with nothing to defend themselves. His royally screwed ass stepped out of the door of our home with all the money he and mom worked for to sustain us give us a life without suffering and a hateful glare towards us. He was never to be seen again.

Mom has always tried so hard to stir us in that direction again. It was long and hurtful for her but I say she did I pretty good damn job. Raising four children and watching them grow up before her eyes, being there for them throughout puberty. Enduring our bad behaviors and recklessness. Alana, changing her hair color every week it could be red, purple, black, pink, and all the colors imaginable that she could deposit on it. It was a huge multicolor flag telling mom that she could do whatever she wants. Me? Well I kind of went in to gothic stage for a long period of my life. Dark hair, dark eyeliner, dark lipstick, and dark clothes, metallic music. The whole shebang. Those were some pretty embarrassing dark ages. Dylan leaned more into his manwhore, always screwing a girl in some corner of a stupid party. Partying, going out without saying and coming home drunk out of his ass. Alcohol and Dylan isn't a good mix. It looks like he never grew out of it though.

We've had a couple of accidents with Dylan that's why he doesn't bring his conquests here anymore. Mom had tried to kill him a couple of times for that. She always catch him on the act which was way gross than hearing it. Oh but my curious big green eyes did and I wish I could wash my eyeballs with Clorox and North, well, knows too much for his age. Poor kid. All thanks to Dylan.

Amazing brother he is.

Note the sarcasm

I hold the cold metallic doorknob with the center of my palm, circling my fingers around it and grabbing it tight. I breathed in tar the air entered my lungs making the nervousness ease a little with every breathe I took. I tried to prepare myself mentally in this short time that I've been standing outside my brother's door. What's coming next will be a tornado of lies and accusations. I know it. I could feel it deep in my bones, it chilled me from the inside out. Once I open this door everything will come to life, everything will real. As real as a fake relationship could be. I let go of Conner's warm but rough hands obligating me to come back to earth. Come to this shitty and fucked up reality. Starting with my brother. I regret it instantly though, his warmth was the only thing that was keeping me from feeling so nervous. His hand was the only thing that was keeping mines from fidgeting with my finger.

I pushed his door open and entered the room with Conner behind me. Dylan was sitting on the edge of his messy bed that had dirty stinky clothes and I think that was a box of pizza that he was trying to hide under the covers. I could feel Conner fidgeting behind me make me feel this sick gut feel on the pit of my stomach. Warning me to run while I can and not do this stupid crazy fucked up idea. Preferably to the closest bathroom in this hallway.

I took another deep breath needing the calm that brought me not just seconds ago. I've decided, I am not running away from this.

"Hey" I said trying to capture Dylan's attention that was set on the PS4 game that was connected to the TV. He was not even minding my presence nor taking a second to look up from it

"What" his eyes not moving from the TV. Making me feel a ball of irritation inside of my heavy chest. I hold back on the eye-rolling know that he wouldn't even see it

"Can you look at me for a moment" Here I was, annoyed by the lack of attention from the person that will set all about the dating life in motion. The nervousness all poured out of my system once Dylan opened his mouth again

"Truth, I in the middle of finally winning level 125 and you are distracting me. Give me a couple of minutes" that fucker could even have the decency to look at me or even acknowledge Conner's existence

"No. I need you to listen to me" I stepped towards the bed where he sat. I made sure I didn't stumble or stepped on anything.

"Not now... FUCK... COME ON THAT'S IT!" he was yelling at the consoler making it shoot the guns by pressing a button. He looked concentrated on the game but with the mood he set off on me didn't care a shit.

"FUCKING LISTEN TO ME!" I finally had enough of his rude ass and screamed at him. His face turned to me so fast that he could even have a whiplash, his eyes were big with worry and fear in them. For a long second he stared at me while I dared him to go back to ignoring me and continue playing with the game.

"WHAT?" he sighted giving up the fight that he knew he would lose if he keeps it up. He removed his headphones from his head and paused the game

"Conner and I have to tell you something" I said calmly which is the opposite of what I am feeling right now, all that confidence went away once those headphones were off his head and the Tv wasn't making any sounds. In all honesty, I want to scream at him for ignoring me like that. I am also nervous, very nervous. I am ruining their friendship. Thinking about that makes me feel guilty about what I'm about to do. I wanted to cancel every plan we had and return to normal.

Dylan took its time inspecting me from head to toe, he had a question stare once he saw what I was wearing but then he looked at the rest of his room finally realizing that Conner was by the door. His whole questioning face went away and was replaced with one of happiness. Conner had a serious face though, not letting us see what he was feeling even though he saw my brother's face completely. He was looking all tough and shit not letting any emotions show but I know how he is feeling. It's the same way I was feeling. My head was running wild thinking about the hundred possibilities this could end in a blood bath

"Where have you been all night man? I called you like ten times" Dylan's voice sliced through the silence of the room. He got up from the bed and walked towards Cris

"Yea I've noticed" Conner nodded his body all tensed up. He is probably waiting for Dylan to snap at any time and strike him on the face. He maintained his poker face throughout all of this

"Well aren't you going to asked the why I called you?" Dylan said with a huge smile not realizing the tension that was coming out Conner in waves. Dylan could sometimes be so oblivious to his surroundings.

"Why?" Conner asked folding his arms over his chest appearing uninterested. If he was feeling the same thing that was feeling and if he was thinking the same way I was thinking right now, he wasn't interested in the words that were coming out from Dylan lips

"I got you a lady" Dylan wiggled his eyebrows suggesting him something more to be appropriate. He dragged the 'y' in lady thinking it was going to be funny. Conner didn't say anything, he didn't move, he didn't blink he just looked at his best friend waiting for something stupid to come out of his mouth again. I was interested in what he was going to do. In what he was going to say and what if he was going to move a muscle to suggest something

Was he going to break my rule by accepting and along the way breaking my heat again or tell him about us and continue our little shitty game for me to end up with a broken hear too? I don't see this going any other way from here. There is no better way to get out of this.

"Ask me how!" Dylan broke the silence in the room still with the huge smile on his face thinking that everything is going great. I had this huge urge to rip off his hideous face for even suggesting and practically 'delivering' a girl to my crush

Bad, bad brother

"How?" If Conner even consider saying yes I will the same thing that I will do to my brother

"I was math class today, that bitch gave a surprise quiz. She thinks that we are genius a fucking bitch is what she is eve-"

"Dylan" Conner's voice void of any emotion. He cut Dylan off from ranting seeming to be irritated by it

"Right! Well yes, this girl on the math class, you know super-hot, big boobs nice ass, just like you like them..." Dylan needs to know how fucking respect a woman. It's disgusting how he talks about girls. Perverted asshole "all of a sudden she came to me and started talking about random things. There was I thinking, I will defiantly bang her later, not even caring what she was talking about. It was something about math or something... I don't care. Either way I tried to make a move but she acted like she wasn't interested, which that's fucking bullshit I am awesome. She then asked me about you. I was surprise I mean no girl can resist me. So yea I told her I would get you on a date with her and I gave her your number. You are welcome my friend" I was going to fucking kill him if somebody didn't stop me.

HE GAVE HER HIS NUMBER!

My chest became heavy and I could feel myself getting warm all over my body. My face scrunched up as I threw a disgusted look at my brother's back

That asshole. Conner hasn't said her word. He just looked at him.

"You are disgusting" I finally said not being able to hide the venom in my voice. I shook my head and walked out of there. Why the fuck did he stayed quiet?

He is thinking about accepting the offer.

"Truth wait come here" I hear Conner's footsteps behind me. I felt his hand grabbing my upper arm making me halt in my place. So much for rule number one

"Just say yes and leave it all here" I wasn't being dramatic. I was doing what needed to be done, he wanted the deal to be over then he just needed to say yes to Dylan's offer. I tried to use my strength to pull my arm back but he didn't let go

"Stop!" Conner looked at me and nodded

What does the mean?! Is it over? Was he going to say yes?

"Dyl we have to talk to you" Conner was still looking at me assuring my with his beautiful blue clear eyes that the deal was still on

"What going on?" Dylan asked looking over at Conner then at me

"I asked your sister on a date yesterday and she said yes" Conner said sighting. I looked into Conner's eyes and all I saw was fear, nervousness, assurance and maybe a little of trust, but not regret. That made me relief for a second. Trust?

He was trusting me with his life.

"You did what?!" Dylan said looking crazy. His mouth was wide upon and so was his eyes. He was staring at Conner with disbelief. Not knowing what to say to his best friend

"I asked her out she said yes and tonight I went out with her on a date. That's why I didn't answer your calls" Conner said letting his hold soften but he didn't let go of my arm. His hand ran softly down mine grabbing my hand once he was at reach. Conner turned around to face Dylan and look him in the eyes

"You fucking ASSHOLE!" Dylan screamed in Conner's face. He was pissed. His jaw was clenched making him angrier. His breathing was short and heavy and he had both of his hands were clutched by his side. He then punched Conner on the face and taking us by surprise. I late out a small whimpering sound once I saw Conner's eyes looking directly at me. He didn't fight back he just looked at me while I hold his hand on my mine. I could feel him relax with my touch. I looked back at Dylan and glared not making a move to start a fight.

I stepped in the middle of them and took Conner's soft masculine face in between my tiny hand to examine his swollen cheek properly. I looked goof yet I could say that it was going to leave a purple and blue bruise

"It was my idea, Dylan," I said turning to him and glaring. I was fucking pissed by now. This whole dating thing was my idea and I am not going to let Conner take the fault

"I don't fucking care. Get out, this is not about you" Dylan yelled again and lifted his hand to point at the open door

"This IS about me you asshole and you just punched your best friend for it!" I yelled back at him. How can he be so dense?

"Because he betrayed be. First he kiss you in front of me then takes you out on a date? HE DOESN'T DATE TRUTH! He is a fucking manwhore that will break your heart"

"Don't be such a hypocrite! He didn't betray you! He doesn't owe you anything! He can be with whoever he wants and date whoever he wants!" with every word I said I took a small stepped towards my brother not realizing that I was yelling louder too. Until I was finally screaming in his face

"Hypocrite?! How?" Of course, that's the only thing that he will get out of that

"You use girls. You use them like they are objects. Like they don't have feelings too. You talk about them in disgusting ways and then you have the guts to accuse Conner of being a manwhore? Look in a damn mirror. You are a fucking asshole!" I could see from the corner of my eyes mom and North standing at the door with a shocked face

Nobody has had the guts to tell that to his face. We all knew it and we all thought it but no one has said it.

"Fuck you!"

"Truth hurts Dylan."

Pun intended

He was breathing rapidly, looking at me with hatred. I was the same.

"I want him out," he said pointing at Conner

"He stays. You are going to talk to him and you are going to try and fix all the damage you have done. You may start by apologizing for punching him" I said walking toward Conner. His eyes looked at me shock and respect. Even though we are in this mess he made me feel all giddy inside

I got on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek softly and whispered "I got you"

I smiled at him and nodded

"I am not doing anything of that" Dylan said from behind me. I didn't have to look at him to know that he was shaking his head

"Are you that selfish? Denying your best friend the love and happiness that I can give to him. Are you going to make him decide?" I said glaring at him

"Yes I'm that selfish. He is my best friend and he could've chosen someone else."

"He chose me. I think he made the perfect decision."

"No, because he betrayed me"

"Stop being so hypocrite! I know what you had with Maddie! I never called you out on her you started hitting on her again knowing that she was one of my friends." I said

"That's fucking different!"

"WHY?! How id that any different?"

He opened his mouth to say something but I caught him off "I-I kn"

"So help me God if you say I knew her first I am going to beat the shit out of you" I said with gritted teeth. My jaw hurts for biting so hard to prevent from yelling at him full force. All this rage was swimming inside me. Remembering how hard he punched Conner and the bruised on his cheek made it harder for me to keep the anger down

"It's just different"

"No it isn't! The deference here is that you are using her and you will pay for that... later!" I said pointing at him. I was so sick of him using girls like puppets and rag dolls. It is time for him to snap back to reality and grow up.

"HE is using you!" Yes he is brother but so am I. we are perfect, and I'm a hypocrite too yet I would admit that to him now. I am using Cris in some sort of way. Pleasure and date but it all seems genuine and amazing. I won't count it as using from my part.

"You don't fucking know that!" I said yelling in his face

"I know him! I know how he works" he said trying to justify his accusations

"You also said that I didn't date and yet he. ASKED. ME"

"I don't know what game he is playing but I assure you, T. Once he gets in your pants he will leave you" A shitty game brother. A very fucked up game.

"There is no game," Conner's voice said cutting me off for what I was about to say

"I don't believe you" Dylan's eyes left mine to look at him

"I want to be with her Dyl. I do" Chills. I've got chills all over my body. My heart skipped a hundred beats.

It's a lie, T. it's all fake

"You could be with Marisa Tomson. That's the girl I told you about. That was my big surprise. That's the girl you have always wanted" my eyes went wide when I finally connected all the dots in my head

His crush

His crush is Marisa Tomson?!

Marisa is the kindest person in the school, or that's what I've heard. I heard she has a heart of gold and her voice sounds like an angel. She doesn't yell, she doesn't get angry, she has amazing grades, and she is always so calm and understanding. She had big blue eyes, black hair, perfect cream skin, and a perfect body. I see no flaw in her. There is no flaw in her. She is perfect

Fuck. I am shit next to her

I looked back at Conner and he had a surprise face. Wow, this is it. I will not stand in the way of a crush to be with that person. I know how it feels because here I am trying to force Conner into one.

He looked at me and I nodded my head softy. Tell him that I understand and that it was okay to say yes.

My heart broke into a billion pieces right there and then. I wanted to cry but I won't let neither of them see me like that

"Don't try to change my mind with Marisa. I am not joking around when I said I want to try things with Truth, Dyl"

Fucking hell. What the fuck is he doing? Is he insane?

"I think it's time for you two to have a conversation alone," Mom said for the first time since she had been standing on the doorway watching all the disaster. Dylan looked calmer now knowing that mos was putting her trust in him. Once she spoke those words he understood that there wouldn't be no more punch thrown of any kind "Come, Truth"

I nodded towards her and looked at Conner one more time looking for any sign for me to stay. he nodded his head my way assuring me that he was going to be okay. I walked toward the door where North and mom were still standing but came quickly into a halt

"Don't hurt each other" I said once I stopped by the door. I looked at both of them in the eyes and took the cold nob of Dylan's door and closed it

"That was interesting," North said walking again towards his room

"Let's go downstairs and eat ice cream, it looks like you need it." Mom said grabbing me by my shoulders and pushing me downstairs and into the kitchen

"What went wrong?"

"Dylan punched him when Conner confess and I got pissed so we started yelling," I said grabbing the ice cream from the freezer

"I can see that" she said nodding "and that Marisa girl?"

"I knew about it. I mean I knew he had a crush on a girl but I didn't know it was her"

"Are you sure you want to do this?'

"What do you mean?"

"Marisa like him too," She said and my heart fell to my stomach. I already knew that but my heart still felt like it was shattering. my throat clogged once again but I hold it all in

"I know," I said taking a scoop of the ice cream. The warm yet cold soon in my grasp while I took the ice cream on my mouth. Freezing my mouth instantly and hoping that will that affect on my hearts too

I fucking know

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Authors Note

Things are getting interesting and it only their first date

This chapter is not edited

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