Andy|

"I'm telling you guys. It was so f-cking romantic and fun. All we did was make love and explore Venice. I didn't want to come back." Lin had been gushing about her honeymoon with Jenny ever since she got back, and she had been back home for a solid three days. At first, it was cute and I wanted to know all the details. But after hearing the same sh-t repeatedly, it was getting annoying. We get it. You're in love.

"No offense, Lin, but you've told us this a million times. We know everything about your honeymoon so you can stop boasting," I grumbled as I looked down at my phone. Still no text back from Delaney. I rolled my eyes and focused on my friends who were shocked by my sudden bluntness.

"Damn. You've been really grumpy lately," Rafael teased me as he went to pinch my cheeks. I smacked his hands away from my face and he chuckled. "Really, though? What's gotten into you?"

"Andy's just mad because she hasn't seen Delaney all week," Leo accurately stated.

Even though Leo knew exactly what was up with me, I ignored her statement. The last time I saw Delaney in person was last Saturday and it was Saturday once again. I wasn't the clingy type. Being in a gang, I was always busy so being clingy wasn't an option. This week, however, I had a little more free time. I wanted to spend it with Delaney, but unfortunately, she was never available. There was always some stupid excuse about how she had to hang out with her friends. Her excuses were getting repetitive, irritating and questionable. So of course, I've been a bit agitated lately. I missed her.

I looked down at my untouched food and slammed down my fork. Why was she dodging me? Did I f-ck up? I didn't remember doing anything to piss her off. This sh-t was driving me crazy. "Wait, what's going on with you and Delaney," Lin asked.

"It's nothing," I muttered as I looked around the dim restaurant. Everyone else were enjoying their food with their family, friends and dates and then there was me. A f-cking loser who could barely get a text back from her girlfriend. With further annoyance, I pushed my plate away from me.

"Come on. If you don't talk about it with someone, it's just going to get worse. I thought you two were doing good. You two disappeared at the reception so I thought that was a good sign," Lin continued to pry.

"Are you never going to let me live down leaving the reception? There were hundreds of other people there, Lin. I'm sure my absence didn't ruin your precious day," I spoke bitterly. Lin was really trying to help me out but I was being a d-ck. I couldn't help how I was feeling. I was basically pissed at everyone for no f-cking reason.

"Okay, whatever. Let's drop the reception thing and let's focus on you and Delaney. She's a good girl. So, what did you do." Lin was joking, in a way, but I knew there was some truth to her question. Of course, I'm the one who had somehow f-cked up something. But I really didn't know what.

"I didn't do anything. She's always with her friends, which is fine, but at the same time, she always cancels our plans. For example, I asked her what she was doing today and she said she was going to have a spa day with Tyra. It's always a f-cking excuse for us not to get together. And you know, maybe I'm reading too much into it. I'm sure it's nothing, but when we're together it's like she's in a whole different world. When she's with me, she always on her phone and texting some guy named Camilo."

My three best friends all stopped eating and I got their undivided attention with that last sentence. It felt a little better to get out my thoughts to my friends, but it also made me feel even more like a f-cking loser. "But it's not a big deal," I tried to brush it off without looking like too much of an idiot.

"Camilo," Leo was the first to question with her eyebrows creased.

"She laughs every time that he texts her. Her eyes light up, she gets super excited and all of that sh-t. And I know, I'm probably just paranoid, but it's starting to f-ck with me. If she's f-cking with someone else, I know I'm going to flip the f-ck out," I admitted.

Leo laughed. "Crazy Andy is the best Andy."

Rafael leaned over the table to smack Leo lightly in the face. "Don't encourage her, fool!"

Leo rolled her eyes as she rubbed her cheek. "You guys are always hitting me."

"Because you're dumb as f-ck, knucklehead," Lin reasoned as she smacked Leo on the back of her head.

"If one more person hits me, I'm going to f-cking pistol whip them in the middle of this restaurant!" As if we already didn't look peculiar enough, a couple of people sitting around looked at us in fear. An old woman scooted her chair further away from our table.

Leo's sudden anger honestly made me laugh. "Crazy Leo is the best Leo," I taunted.

"Look, Andy, all jokes aside, I don't know Delaney entirely well but I doubt she would ever cheat on you. You guys really like each other. Whenever you two are around each other, you guys don't notice anyone else. I'm sure Camilo is her cousin or something." Rafael put his hand on my shoulder and tried to put me at ease, but his cousin theory didn't exactly help anything.

"She's adopted. She doesn't know her real family and I doubt she has a white cousin named Camilo," I reasoned.

"Still she wouldn't cheat on you, Andy. She knows about your past. She wouldn't put you through that again, no matter how early it is in your relationship," Lin tried to bring me back to my senses.

I looked at Leo for her input but she was too busy looking around the restaurant for any hot girls. When she noticed that everyone got quiet, she continued her girl search but added in her input. "Delaney and I argue every time we see each other and even I know she wouldn't cheat on you. I mean, come on, you guys have each other whipped like-" Suddenly, Leo stopped talking and her mouth dropped.

Thinking she saw a hot girl and got sidetracked, I nodded my head. "You guys are right. Delaney would never do that to me. I just really miss my girl. I'm about to text her and let her know."

"Um...Andy," Lin said gently. I looked up from my phone and to my friends. They were all looking in the same direction. Damn, that girl Leo saw must've been really damn hot especially for Lin to break her neck looking. I followed their eyes and bit the inside of my cheek when I saw what they all were looking at.

Delaney was sitting at a table with a guy. They were sitting next to each other in a booth and were way too close for comfort. Whatever they were laughing about couldn't have been that funny. She squeezed his arm and then pushed him playfully when he tried to grab food from her plate. I took in a sharp breath. Why the f-ck was she with a guy when she was supposed to be with Tyra? Why did she f-cking lie to me?

"Is that Delaney? Who's that guy," Leo asked slowly and carefully.

One thing my friends knew, I was a ticking timebomb. When I got angry, things always got f-cked up and messy. My anger issues were something I never could control no matter how hard I tried. I've tried working on it plenty of times with no avail. When I get angry, I just don't think rationally and that was my major downfall.

'I don't know, but I'm sure as hell about to find out," I responded to Leo as I started to stand up from the table. Rafael quickly yanked my arm and made me sit back down. "What the f-ck, man?"

"Don't do anything crazy," Rafael warned me. "We don't know the facts. That could be her..."

"Her what?!"

"Her, um, it could be her gay dance instructor or something. I don't f-cking know but don't do anything drastic! We all know how you get. This is a nice restaurant. I don't want to get banned."

"Crazy Andy," Leo muttered. Lin elbowed her. "Now, what the f-ck did I just f-cking say about the next person to hit me." Leo acted like she was going to pull out her gun but Lin just ended up smacking the back of her head again. "F-ck you!"

Now, we were definitely getting judgmental looks from the surrounding tables. Rafael smacked his own forehead and mumbled something in Spanish. "Maybe you're right. I'm going to text her where she is and let's see if she's honest." I didn't want to make an ass out of myself. I doubt Rafael was right, but the guy could've been her gay dance instructor. No straight guy would wear jeans that tight anyways, right?

I sent out a text, simply asking Delaney where she was at. My friends who had calmed down watched Delaney like vultures, waiting for the second she got the text. When Delaney looked down at her phone, my heart began beating copiously. She picked up her phone and then put it back down, as if she didn't even think of replying. "Okay, I'm five f-cking seconds from snapping. How f-cking dare she ignore my text like that!? I'm going to f-cking call her and she better answer."

I looked up to my friends as to look for a sign of confirmation for me to call her. They just looked scared as f-ck about what would happen if I actually snapped. Lin was biting her nails while Rafael looked around to see who was paying attention to us and Leo was shaking her head as if she was a bobble head. "I should call, right?"

"I mean, if you weren't so angry already, I would say yes but I don't think you should because if she doesn't answer then you're-"

"I'm going to call." Before Lin could snatch my phone from me, I clicked on Delaney's contact, stared and waited for her to answer. She picked up her phone and rolled her eyes before forwarding the call. It took all of me not to throw my f-cking phone across the restaurant.

Not only did she have the audacity to forward my call, but she got an attitude because I called. She got upset with me for ruining her f-cking date. Cool. Now, I really was about to ruin it. "I'm going to f-cking kill him."

"Hey, buddy. Let's not jump to conclusions," Rafael told me as softly as he could. He grabbed my shoulder but I shrugged his hand off.

I tried to take a couple of deep breaths. Maybe this wasn't the right route to go. Leo was right. There was a very crazy Andy, and that side of me was always fun to watch for everyone else, but it always got me in deeper sh-t. Maybe I should just try to talk to Delaney about this like a decent human being. She's probably not even f-cking him. I exhaled and closed my eyes for a few moments, but when I opened them again, Delaney had her hand on the guy's forearm. "That's it! He's dead. I was going to let it go, but she's going to f-cking forward my call and touch him?! I don't think so. I'm going to f-cking show her not to f-ck around on me."

Before I knew it, I had jumped up from the table and walked over to Delaney. When Delaney saw me, her eyes got wide as if she was seeing a ghost of some sort. Her hand left the guy's forearm and she came pale. "Babe, what are you doing-"

"Who the f-ck is this," I yelled over her question as I pointed towards the guy. He seemed genuinely confused. He was pretty for a guy, of course, Delaney liked f-cking pretty boys. Let's see if he would be so pretty once I got done with him.

"Andy, it's really not what you're making it out to be. I-"

"Really? Because you're all up on a guy when you told me you were hanging with f-cking Tyra! Last time I checked, Tyra wasn't some pretty, punk ass Spanish boy. I sat right over there and watched you roll your eyes and ignore my motherf-cking call so don't tell me how I should be reacting to this." I grabbed the guy's plate of food and threw it at him, just to provoke him.

We became the main focus of the restaurant. Waiters stood around not sure how to stop the situation or what to do. People who were enjoying their meals stopped eating for a little bit of entertainment. Of course, some people were pulling out their phones and recording but I didn't give a f-ck. I was ready to beat his f-cking ass for touching what was mine.

The guy stood up with pasta dripping falling from his head, even for what I just did, he still seemed pretty relaxed. "Hey, I suggest you calm down. This is not what-"

"Hey, shut the f-ck up! You know what? Are you f-cking her!?" I pushed the guy into the table and grabbed him by his shirt. "Huh?! Are you f-cking her?"

Delaney stood up from the table and grabbed my arm. "Andy, calm the f-ck down! Everyone's looking."

"Do you think I give a f-ck about who the f-ck is looking?!" In the heat of the moment, I turned around to face Delaney. "You know what? Don't f-cking touch me, b-tch. I know you're f-cking him. Do you think I'm stupid or something!? You ruined your f-cking chance. We're done." I pushed Delaney so she would let go of me, and she ended up pushing me back.

"I'm not f-cking him, dumbass! If you would stop yelling and listen, you would understand that!"

"You expect me to f-cking trust you? You've been lying to me all f-cking week. You f-cking played me. How long have you been f-cking around on me?! Is this why you've been ignoring me all week? I bet you've been f-cking anyone you can get your hands on, huh?" That's when the guy finally snapped. He pushed me away from Delaney and stood in front of her, as if to protect her. She wasn't the one who needed protection, he was the one that I was going to f-ck up.

The restaurant eerily became quiet. People were starting to leave the restaurant without paying their tabs. The guy standing in front of Delaney looked towards a table filled with about five Latino guys. They began walking over to us. I could tell by the tattoos that they were gang affiliated but I didn't give a damn. I would f-ck them up to if they came in between me beating their homeboy's ass.

When the Latino guys approached, so did Leo, Lin and Rafael. I felt like a brawl was coming and I was ready for it. "Is everything good, Camilo," one of the guys asked. So, that's the guy Delaney was always texting. Now, I was even angrier. "Because we can handle things if you need us to." The guy flashed his gun as if I was supposed to be afraid or something. I laughed at him. What a f-cking p-ssy. Did he not know who I was?

"Two can play that game, p-ssy," I told him as I flashed my glock. The remainder of the bystanders didn't find this sh-t funny like I did. They began running out the door and I was pretty sure the police were bound to come soon.

Before anything could go down, Delaney stepped from behind Camilo and walked over to me. "He's my brother. Camilo is my brother, Andy."

Once again, I was laughing. "You expect me to believe that?"

"Andy, I swear, it's a long story and I can tell you if stop showing your f-cking ass." I looked from Camilo to Delaney. They looked familiar. I guess they could be siblings, but that just didn't add up. Camilo was more protective than aggressive, more like a brotherly figure than a romantic one, but how? How did she have a brother that I never knew about? I clenched my jaw with confusion and covered my face with my hands. "Come on, let's go outside and talk. Please, baby. Calm down. I don't want anyone getting hurt, so can we please just go," Delaney begged.

I moved my hands from my face and looked into her pleading eyes. It seemed like she was telling the truth. I looked over at Camilo, he was with his boys and telling them to stand down. His buddies were reluctant but they slowly walked out of the restaurant. Camilo followed. My friends stood there with a bit of relief on their faces. Leo had already pulled out her gun, ready to kill anyone who tried anything but she tastefully put it away.

"Can we please talk, Andy?"

"Yeah," I said simply. I followed Delaney out into the parking lot. There were a couple of people from the restaurant out there. They looked confused yet scared when they saw us. I was still a bit angry so I jumped at a few of them to scare them even more. Delaney led me to her car and we got inside so we could have a little bit of privacy.

"So, what the f-ck is going on, Delaney," I spoke up as soon as we got into the car. I wanted the truth. Who was Camilo? Why has she been ignoring me? Had she been cheating on me? The whole spill.

"I don't know, Andy. You tell me."

"No! No! Don't f-cking do that with me right now. Just answer the f-cking question. I'm the only one allowed to ask questions right now. I'm the one who has been lied to. Not you."

"Why should I answer any of your questions after you just disrespected me?" I looked away from her and out of the passenger window. She grabbed my chin and made me look back at her. "Andy, what is wrong with you? I don't know who you were back there."

"I'm the one asking questions. You're the one answering questions. If you're not going to answer my questions, then I don't want to talk. Simple."

Delaney looked defeated. She took her hand from my chin and bit her bottom lip. "What do you want to know?"

"Who is Camilo and are you f-cking him?"

"I told you. He's my brother, my twin brother to be exact. So, no, I'm not f-cking him and it sucks that you don't trust me enough that that's the first thing you think. I found out about Camilo a couple of days before Lin's wedding. He came up to me and said I was his twin sister. I didn't believe him so I asked my parents about my biological parents. They confirmed that my biological parents were alive and Camilo is my twin brother. This whole week I did lie. Instead of spending time with my friends, I've been hanging out with Camilo. I've been trying to get to know my brother. That's why I've been distant. I'm not cheating."

The explanation was supposed to make me less angry, but it actually did the opposite. I slammed my fist on the dashboard in frustration. "Why didn't you just f-cking tell me about him?!" Delaney flinched at the abrupt loudness.

"Can you stop yelling, like f-ck, I get you're mad just stop yelling."

"Hell yeah, I'm mad. You've been lying to me for weeks! You had me thinking I f-cked up our relationship somehow but instead you've been reuniting with your brother and pushing me away! I mean, what the f-ck do you expect me to do, Delaney!? Do you expect me to be okay with everything? Hell no. You f-cking lied. You kept sh-t from me. This is your f-cking fault!"

"I didn't tell you because it was personal. Very personal. Mia's the only other person that knows. I wasn't trying to push you out or make you feel like sh-t. I wanted to get to know my brother and make sure he was all I ever dreamed of and then introduce you to him. I didn't know if he'd be a good guy or not. I wanted to take it slow and I thought it was best if I did that on my own."

"Well, you thought wrong."

"I guess I did. I thought wrong about a lot of things, like how you felt about me. Apparently, I'm just a cheating b-tch. You didn't even try to hear me out back there. Do you know how embarrassing that was? You were yelling over me like a child. It's f-cked up that you would think I would sleep with other people while we're together. You know what I've been through and you know I wouldn't do that to someone else." I sat there with my mouth shut and Delaney let out a sarcastic laugh. "There's sh-t deeper than Camilo being my brother, you know? He deals drugs and you were like his idol, Andy. He's not gang-affiliated, but he has a crew. A crew that you probably just pissed the f-ck off."

"Don't put this on me. This is your fault. You lied on top of lies. How can I trust you?"

"It was f-cking personal! I told you that. It's not my fault because you're overreacting. I admit it. If I knew it would go to sh-t, then I would've been honest with you but I expected you to understand. I thought you would be a good f-cking girlfriend and trust me until I felt the timing was right, but you were the complete opposite."

There was a long silence in the car. I still hadn't fully calmed down. I did lose control back there but it wouldn't have happened if she was truthful. What made things worse was that her brother was in a crew. Supposedly, he admired me but admiration seemed to always turn into jealousy after a while. He was in a crew now, but once his head got big enough then that would turn into a gang with a bigger amount of members. What if he ended up beefing with the De Palma Family? Him and his crew would end up dead and Delaney would never forgive me for it.

Hearing Delaney sniffle beside me brought me back to reality. I looked towards her to see her wiping away a few tears. "I don't know if I can do this, Delaney."

"I'm sorry. I should've been honest. I shouldn't have lied. It was just so f-cking personal, Andy. I didn't want to worry you with it. Don't be a f-cking dumbass and lose faith in us over this."

"He's in a crew. If he tries to come for De Palma then you're going to have to choose between him and I one day. I don't want to put you through that. It's just too much."

"He's just doing this for money. He doesn't want power or respect. He's just selling drugs. He would never try to come for the De Palma family. He told me that himself, Andy. He knows Kai."

"Kai West?"

"Yes. He made a deal with her so he's selling drugs under her name. He knows you two are friends and he admires you both. He would never try to come against you or the family. I know it."

"You don't even know him."

"But I can read him, and I swear, he would never try to pit me against you or anything like that. Just stop overthinking, please. None of that matters unless it actually happens. What matters is that you still want to keep this relationship. We need to talk through some things but it's not worth ending things between us."

This was giving me a major headache. I knew her brother would end up f-cking up our relationship one way or another, but I couldn't end things. Not now. So, I sucked it up. I'd worry about Camilo when the time came. "You're right. I'm sorry for being an asshole. But, you can't keep important things way from me. You saw the way I flipped out, Delaney and that was just the first stage of crazy Andy."

"Crazy Andy," Delaney asked with a small laugh.

"That's what Leo calls it. But look, all jokes aside, I'm sorry for pushing you and saying all of that stupid sh-t. I was just angry. I deserve my ass kicked for the way I talked to you. You can slap me if you want." I turned my cheek and waited for Delaney to smack but she didn't. Instead, she gave a light kiss. "Um, ouch?"

She giggled. "You're a dork. I'll let it go this time but if you ever do some sh-t like that again then you're not going to be as lucky. Do you know what you really deserve to be smacked for?"

"What?"

"Throwing good ass pasta on my brother! You don't waste pasta, you should know that, you're Italian, you testa di cazzo!" Delaney punched me in the shoulder and I grimaced. I don't think she meant to punch me as hard as she did, but her true emotions for pasta came out. "Sorry, I get really upset over wasted food."

I grabbed my shoulder as I continued groaning. "Note taken."

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Who side were you taking in this chapter? Andy? Delaney? Neither?

Do you guys trust Camilo?

It's kind of ironic that I'm posting drama the day before Valentine's Day. Lmao.