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The Forgotten Fuentes

That Kiss Tastes Like Summer

Vic's POV~

I heard Mike and Lilly giggling outside, and I knew they were in the tree. Alli seemed to have heard it too, because she looked at me with a very worried expression.

"Don't worry Alli, they're just being children. They're in Mike's treehouse," I chuckled. Mike had never even brought me up there, so I knew that Lilly was really special to him. Alli seemed to relax some, but she was still listening intently. She was really protective over her sister, and with good reason. I knew I'd take a bullet for my little brother, and I know she's gladly do the same for her little sister, because we both knew what loss felt like.

I heard her stomach growl, and I remembered that she hadn't eaten lunch. "You want something to eat?" I asked, already walking into the kitchen. She looked hesitant at first, then she nodded. "Is a grilled cheese okay?" I asked and she nodded again.

After inhaling our grilled cheeses, we sat on the couch and talked. She scooted closer to me and laid her head on my chest, and I put my arm around her. She fit perfectly. She and I were made to be that way.

Without warning, she sat up. "Is everything okay?" I asked, concerned that I'd said something, or did something she didn't like. She nodded and laid back down. "I thought I heard something, but it was nothing," she explained. I nodded and we continued our whispered conversation. I could see her eyes getting heavy as she began to doze off. I started to sing one of the songs I'd written a while back to her, and she fell asleep. I didn't want to move, but I needed to clean up, so I gently moved out from under her and lifted her into my arms. She's so beautiful, I thought as I carried her up to my bedroom. I laid her on my bed gently, and pulled the covers up over her. "Goodnight Ariella, I love you," I whispered as I kissed her perfect lips softly.

With that, I turned and left to tell the other two that Lilly and Alli would be staying the night. I knew Lilly had her own car, but I figured she wouldn't mind staying here, and I knew her grandmother wouldn't care.

After informing the younger siblings of the sleeping arrangements for tonight, I went back into the house and finished cleaning up from dinner. Once everything was neat and clean, I went to take a shower in the bathroom next to my bedroom.

I tried to be quiet because I knew the walls were thin, but our shower is really old and really loud. I stripped myself of clothing and climbed into the warm shower, slightly wincing as the water cascaded down my arms to my freshly torn skin. As I stood in the shower I had a terrible realization; I hadn't brought in any clothes and there was a sleeping girl in my bedroom.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped my lower half in a towel, trying to walk as noiselessly as possible to my bedroom. I was almost to my bedroom when I bumped into something- er, someone, actually. My towel fell and I reached down to grab it, and when I looked up, Alli was smirking at me, trying to stifle a laugh.

"If this was your plan, Mr. Fuentes, perhaps you should've thought it out a little better," she giggled.

I felt a hot blush rise up into my cheeks. She moved out of my way to allow me access to my bedroom, and I hurried in, but she followed. "I kind of need to put on some clothes, and I don't think you want to see what you just saw in the hallway again," I said, laughing a little.

"And why wouldn't I?" she asked playfully. I raised my eyebrows, and she tackled me onto my bed. I was confused now..... this was the same girl who'd run off when I kissed her cheek earlier, so what gives?

I guess she sensed my confusion, so she laid down next to me, and whispered in my ear.

"I love you too, Victor," she whispered softly. Then, the damnedest thing happened. She kissed me. I kissed back at first, and she straddled me, pulling off her shirt. But I stopped and pulled us apart. This was way too out of character for her. I sat up and she pouted, but I rolled my eyes and pulled on a pair of boxers. As I looked around the room, I saw why she was acting that way. I saw the bottle of whiskey that I kept hidden in my room out on my desk, half empty.

"Why'd you stop Viccy?" she whined. "Alli, you're drunk," I said plainly. I knew this was too good to be true. "Am not!" she said, crossing her arms like a child. "Why did you do it?" I asked, then I noticed something else; I'd left my razor out this morning. She'd seen it, and it was covered in dried blood. She thought I'd done that while she was asleep. I caused this.

"Because, you hurt and it's my fault," she explained, confirming my thoughts. I sighed and shut off the lights, laying her back down in the bed. "Alli, you need to go to sleep. Goodnight," I said as I tucked her in and started to leave the room. "Don't leave me alone, Vic. I'm always alone these days, and I don't want you to leave. Please stay," she pleaded. I smiled slightly and climbed into the bed next to her.

"I'll stay, just for you. But we need to go to sleep. It's nearly two am, and we have school," I reminded her. "Schooooool," she whined. I nodded, I knew how she felt. I didn't want to go either. Maybe we'd just stay here all day. "You're right, let's just stay here. But you still need to go to sleep, you're going to have killer hangover in the morning," I said. "Goodnight Vic," she whispered, turning away but curling up into me. "Goodnight Alli," whispered back, and with that I dozed off.