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aliciacastillo:

Alicia listened to her brother, rocking on the heels of her feet. To say this was an uncomfortable situation was an understatement. She nodded her head, running a hand through her hair. “I do understand where you are coming from Javi” she said the familiar nickname rolling off her tongue like they just saw each other yesterday. “Javier, I understand what I did was horrible and it hurt you and I’m sure mami and papi, but at the time that I left I didn’t think about all that, I was thinking about drugs and sex. And when I was finally getting clean I wasn’t thinking about coming home because I was scared.” She said shrugging her shoulders. “None of it excuses my behavior. I understand a text, an email, a phone call, or even a letter could have worked but I didn’t send it because I was afraid that if I did you’d come look for me, and I wasn’t ready nor strong enough to face you or my past” she said honestly. Alicia wasn’t expecting her brother to forgive her over night if at all but she was hoping they could slowly start building up something eventually. “But please don’t blame Rebecca” she said nodding her head. “She wanted to tell you where I was so many times, but I made her promise she wouldn’t or I’d walk away. If she did not even she would know where I was.” She said sighing, watching as he rocked the babies crib. “You can be hurt by her actions if you want, but don’t blame her or hate her. I love you hermano and I know she does too.”

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Javier’s shoulders rolled back, the tension in his back radiating between the blades. He wasn’t someone who enjoyed situations like this. He wasn’t one for heart to hearts or long disgusting confessions. In fact, he was more stubborn than that. He knew it was one of the reasons him and Stevie didn’t work out. He wasn’t someone who saw the world the way she had and this was one of the reasons. He spent so many years, pulling himself out of hole he dug as a teenager, the blame of his sister’s disappearance and potential death weighed heavily on him to the point where he kept people at arms length for so long. He crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head a little as he glanced down towards the sleeping baby. “You have no idea what you did to this family,” he raised his eye back up towards her. He hadn’t talked to their parents since. All the insults they threw his way because he was truly to blame for the path Alicia took. “You can leave.” He gestured towards the door. “If you’re sticking around, I’m sure I’ll see you soon.” He said, reaching down to pick up the baby in the rocker. He moved towards his office, shutting the door behind him.

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Javier leaned against one of the tables, looking down at Ali who was asleep in her stroller. He had taken the baby off Stevie’s hands so that she could spend some time with the twins and Johnny. All of them kind of agreed that Zoe had to start getting used to having Johnny in her life and maybe it would help the outrageous fits at home so taking his daughter was nothing. He raised his eyes up to find Jo across the way, his tongue brushed along his lower lip as he recalled the last time he had seen her. He had truthfully gone to her B&B to talk to her, maybe take another one of their walks and discuss everything the small town didn’t have. But one thing had led to another and his head ended up between her legs. He cleared his throat, tilting his head down to look at his shoes. It was a welcome distraction, the fact he still hadn’t tried to reach out to Becky after everything that happened and working through the break up, one wild night between the sheets was just what he needed even though it wasn’t like Jo was the first woman he hooked up with since him and Stevie called it quits. He glanced over at sleeping Alli, leaning down a little. “Please don’t judge daddy for this,” he muttered as he pushed away from the table and started walking towards Jo with the stroller in front of him, knowing that he had it lined up to gently nudge what Jo was standing near. The wheel of the stroller made contact with the object enough to make it move but not enough to startle his daughter. “Sorry.” He raised his eyes up to look at Jo, knowing fully it had been her. “Oh, it’s you. Hey.”

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steviexrivers-deactivated202210

closed starter for @javicrcastillo at the Cherry Blossom Festival

Everyone knew that Stevie went all out for holidays and events around town, and the Cherry Blossom Festival wasn’t any different. She got her and her girls matching outfits and Logan an outfit that matched with the colors as well and had them all around the Hilltop Cafe booth for a time to let everyone see how cute they were together. Now, she was still having them all around the booth while she was waiting for Javier to show up so they could take the kids around the festival together for a bit and get some cute pictures with Ali. She had her back turned when she heard Zoe yell his name and she smiled as she turned to see her oldest hug the man. “Hey.” She said and wiped her hands before she went to pick Ali up from the bassinet she had set up and walked around the booth with her and Logan. “You look good. Ready to go?”

javicrcastillo

Javier knew if the stuff with Becky, Alicia and Stevie hadn’t happened all at once a lot of things would have been different. It was why he had started to come around a little more, taking the twins on their own special outings with him and making sure he let Zoe talk out whatever she needed but also informed her there was absolutely nothing that was going to take him from her because she was kind of stuck with him now. He walked over towards the booth, adjusting his leather jacket when he heard the oldest yell his name and run to hug him. He bent down, giving her a hug as he lifted his eyes up towards Stevie. “Hey,” He tapped Zoe on the top of the head and walked over towards Stevie. “So do you,” he reached out, taking a hold of Alli with a smile on his features. The love he had for his daughter was unconditional, it was the best gift that Stevie could have ever given him. “Yeah. How about you?”

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melisaosmcn:

Who: @javicrcastillo

Where: cherry blossom festival (shhh)

The bell dinged behind her as Melisa pushed out of the coffee shop. The scent of the roast wafted up and she gave a soft sigh. It’d been a long day and it was barely half over. So the coffee with an extra shot of espresso was just what she needed. As Melisa came out of the coffee shop, she almost tripped over a stroller and the man attached to it. Stumbling, she came to a halt and blinked in surprise as she recognized the baby. It was Ali. Her, for all intents and purposes, her niece. Letting her gaze roam up the stroller she came to discover it was Javi pushing the stroller. Quickly, a warm smile blossomed over her lips. She knew of course that Stevie had broken up with him, a mistake in her mind but it wasn’t her relationship. Still, she didn’t want Javi to think that because Stevie was her best friend that she she would automatically take her side. Plus, there’d been something she wanted to talk to him about for a few days now. “Javi.” Melisa greeted him. The pair had met a few times with Stevie when they’d still been dating, and one of the pregnant photoshoots Melisa did for her friend included Javi. “I’m glad I ran into you, I had something to ask you.” Her gaze dropped to the stroller and she waved her fingers at the tiny baby. “Hello, sweet girl. Having fun, huh?”

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Javier had decided to give Johnny, Stevie and the twins some family time. Swiping Ali from her as he headed towards the nearest cafe to get a cup of coffee. He didn’t even notice Melisa come out of the door until she was tripping over the stroller. He took a hold of the handle, pulling the stroller towards him and making grimace face. “Shit, sorry.” He murmured. “I mean... shoot,” he cleared his throat as his eyes raised up to find Melisa standing there. A chuckle leaving his lips as he looked down at sleeping Ali in the stroller. “I’m still learning how to control this thing,” he joked. Mainly because this should have been something he was much better at. He pushed the stroller out then back in, rocking her a little as he noticed her start to stir. “She just had a bottle so she’s slipping into her milk coma.” He teased. “How have you been? I haven’t seen you in a while.” Now that he hadn’t been living at Stevie’s house, there were less run ins with the woman in front of him.

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JAVIER CASTILLO | CHERRY BLOSSOM FESTIVAL 2022

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joflores:

It was impossible to think about not having his way with her because of how intoxicating she was. Every single thing she did from the moment he walked onto the apartment drove him to this moment, a moment that was not exactly rare but something he usually didn't feel the desire to have her screaming so loud that every single person in the B&B would hear her. He kissed up her inner thigh, letting out a little groan as her legs spread wider for him. He raised his hand up, pushing the short silk fabric higher as his dark hues lifted up to look at her as he tugged as close to the edge of the counter. He dropped his hand towards the edge of her panties, moving them to side as he closed the distance between his mouth and his core, his tongue sliding along her slit. Exhaling a satisfied sigh, his arms wrapped around her legs to tug her closer to his face as his tongue explored her core, touching every spot of her except for the sensitive bundle of nerves. His tongue teased her entrance, sliding into her with a muffled sound. He darted his tongue in and out of her slowly. Every so often he would flick his tongue up to the area right below her clit, knowing he was stubborn enough to make her beg for the build and release.

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adelexcaruso:

“Great,” she smiled at him, unable to help how good looking the man. If he wasn’t waiting for someone, Adele hoped that he found himself unattached in general. Since her move to Fallbrook, she hadn’t done much than putz around Dog River Motel to keep getting it fixed up. It was open and functional, which slowed down the timeline of the renovations but the woman couldn’t afford to shut it down and do a full revamp, it would, in the long run, be easier to do it this way. And it was why she felt the need to reward herself with a drink after the day. “Adele,” she offered her name to him as she sat down, catching the bartender’s attention with a smile, “thanks for letting me squeeze in here. This is a popular place?” She questioned curiously, looking around the busy bar.

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Javier turned his head to look over at her, a sly smirk crossing over his features as he glanced down towards her lips for a second as she offered up her name. It had only been a few days since his break up with Stevie and his old fuckboy ways were creeping up the more his eyes drank in the brunette next to him. “Nice to meet you, Adele.” He cleared his throat, turning his head to face the glass of whiskey being placed in front of him. “It’s on and off. For some reason it feels like these places are getting more and more busier.” He told her as he adjusted himself on his stool to create a little more room for her as he looked over at her again. “You new in town?”

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I'ma smoke this joint then I'ma break you off I be lying if I said you ain't the one All these tattoos in my skin, they turn you on Lotta smoking, drinking, that's the shit I'm on Heard you not the type that you take home to Mom Is we fucking when we leave the club or nah? I ain't spending cash for nothing, I wanna see you take it off I'ma pop this bottle, you gon' give me brain or nah?

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aliciacastillo:

Alicia looked at Javier, hurt evident across her face. But she didn’t really have a right to be hurt, she left without word, he had every right to not want to speak to her. “It started back when I got hooked on drugs” she said looking down to the ground. “I can skip the part of me dealing, and doing drugs daily because you know about that. But one night when I came home from the club with Diego we were high on coke. Everything was normal like every other night, and then it wasn’t. He overdosed in our living room. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to call you because during that time I was so far gone, I hated you for what happened to me. So I left, I moved to California. I was stealing drugs from people on the way there, I was doing drugs, and hooking up with everyone” she said nodding her head. “When I got to California I also over dosed, except I lived and then I got checked into a rehab and I cleaned my act up. I was sober for a whole year and moved to Hawaii and got a job as a marine biologist. I never came out of hiding Javier because I was afraid if I ever went back I’d fall down that path again. I saw things, did things, that are engrained in my brain that I still have trouble coping with. Yet I have to get through all of it with no anxiety meds or anti depressants in case of me getting addicted to it.” She said shaking her head. None of that excused her actions for leaving him and her family, but she hoped he understood even just a bit.

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A soft coo caught his attention although his gaze never left his sister. He raised his foot, putting it on one of the bars on the rocker and began to rock his daughter back to sleep. He visibly flinched at her words about being mad at him for the path she took because he had been the one who brought Diego into their lives. Someone he had considered a friend until he decided to start messing around with his twin sister. He pressed his lips together and shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “I never said I didn’t understand.” He commented after a few moments a silence. It had been the hurt expression on her features when he hadn’t been sure if he wanted to hear her out or not. Brushing his tongue along his lower lip as he turned his head to look away from her, glancing down at his daughter. “You act like I didn’t blame myself every day for the path you took.” He murmured, looking back at Alicia. “But... You left me believe I buried you. Switch the roles, understand where I’m standing in this situation.” He kept his voice calm, soothing because of the baby in the rocker. It was one of the reasons he didn’t start loosing his temper. “I named her after you because I thought you’d be lookin’ down and be proud of the hell I crawled myself out of to actually become a father..” Inhaling. “I understand why you did what you did. Any person who has to fight to get out of that life do what you did. I moved here... but forgive me if I’m havin’ a hard time understanding a single phone call. Text. It’s all I needed.”

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joflores:

Jo reminded herself that she didn’t have any attachments to the man in front of her. Light eyes moved down to the beer in his hand, following it up until the bottle touched his lips just as one side of his lips tugged into a smirk slightly more than the other side. God, she wanted to roll her eyes. He knew exactly what he was doing to her, she was absolutely sure of it because no man that looked like him was innocent in their intentions, much less in their actions. However, all she could really do about it was wait for him to decide after she finished her pitch. He was quiet for a long time as if he really was considering her words and figuring out the best avenue, all while she was ready to show him a shortcut straight into bed so he stopped thinking so much. At first Javier came off as unruly, trouble but the good kind. And maybe she was being to presumptuous because she didn’t really know him but the way his eyes shifted into something …hopeful… had her second guessing everything. Her chin pushed out a little as he gave a nickname to the mother of his child, she had to admit it was nice hearing him speak so candidly. She appreciated the truth more than most, even when it was hard— which this wasn’t, at least not to her. And all of a sudden he started moving towards her and she straightened.

“What—" Jo didn’t finish her inquiry as he picked her up like she was nothing and moved her on top of the counter. Her hands moved to his chest and Javier’s moved up her thighs. Good grief, she was thanking La Virgencita for picking out her cute silk slip after her morning shower. Her cheeks went hot and the look on Joana’s face was obviously torn between surprise and the sudden need she felt between her legs. A panting mess? “And why are you so sure about that?” It was a challenge because something else jolted in her chest at his words: seven weeks. She wanted to lean in and kiss him, this was quickly starting to become torture, especially when she realized she’d been holding her breath when his lips neared her all while he still seemed completely at ease. Her hands moved, teasing her fingertips up his neck until settling at the nape. Jo inhaled, regained her confidence, and smiled. “You still haven’t answered my question.” Her statements were small, breathy whispers now. “My bed’s right there,” She oh so generously gave him some options, “And a nice date is out the door.”

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joflores:

“Only every second of every day since you left me without as much as a goodnight kiss, sweetheart.” She was only partly joking but her tone was confident. Joana wasn’t shy. Having men think she was needy or too forward wasn’t an issue for her either, she knew what she looked like and she wasn’t afraid of wearing her heart on her sleeve. Not anymore. Not after what staying silent about the things in her heart had gotten her in the past, that kind of heartbreak wasn’t one she ever wanted to live through again. Joana Flores was no fool, not anymore. Besides, if Javier didn’t find her at least a little intriguing then he wouldn’t have knocked on her door. That, she knew. Her eyes moved from her now glossy lips to him, smiling at his cool-guy stance. She turned in her seat and looked at him more directly. “So she’s in town.” Jo deduced, unbothered. A hoedown, throwdown type of horse girl wasn’t going to be a problem for her. “You have a kid.” Okay so maybe the mother of his child was enough to make her take a step back. Joana stood up, eyes still on Javier as she slowly moved towards him. Her body language was still relaxed and not because she forced it to be but because she genuinely was relaxed around him. “Your baby is two months old.” She repeated what he’d just told her. “So… like,” That valley girl accent would always be there.

“Was it a one-night stand type of thing or an I Love You and I’m Going to Put a Ring on Your Finger kind of thing?” Admittedly disappointed, Jo sighed and walked to the mini-fridge, pulling a beer out for herself. “By the way, you lost one gentleman point for not offering me a beer in my own house.” Hotel room, technically. “It’s a good thing I like trouble, you know that.” The playful look in her eyes was back but only for a second. “Look, Javier.” She stated, mirroring his stance against the other wall. “I get you trying to fit into the small town thing and take a girl out, get to know her, and maybe even date her. But if you came here for a quick fuck just let me know.” Her expression was still easy, honest. “I don’t like games, so just say it how it is. I’m not here to fall in love with your cute little kid, because if they look anything like you then they’re cute as hell, only to have you come to your senses and realize fucking a city girl was just a fun throwback. I’m not saying actually ‘date me’ or anything, I just wanna know if you wanna take my clothes off and never see me again.” She would never string anyone along, and honestly it’d been a while since she had a good ol’ fashioned railing.

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Javier didn't move from his spot nor did his eyes leave her. He nodded his head once at her words as he tapped his index finger against the top of the bottle. He decided he was going to remain quiet until the information truly sunk in. He knew it didn't matter what he did in his personal time because Stevie wasn't in love with him. None of this was going to create drama between him and his baby mama so if he did in fact want to strip her down and take her right there he could without the guilt of having someone waiting for him at home. Truthfully, the night he met Jo changed him. She brought out something in him he didn't think was possible and maybe he thought that's what Stevie did for him but he learned over the last month he loved the blonde simply because she gave him the best gift he ever had, their daughter. He cleared his throat at her words but decided to keep quiet until she let herself talk out whatever was on her mind but his eyes never left her. Not for a single second because everything she was saying was everything he wanted to hear and everything he didn't even realize he wanted. He brushed his tongue along his lower lip, clearing his throat at her words because those few words were enough to wake up the organ downstairs which was not something that happened so quickly.

He smirked when she confessed that he was cute as hell, he reached behind him and put down the beer bottle. "Stevie was... A one night stand that turned into something but she wanted her ex." It was the first time he had ever openly discussed it with someone other than Harrison. He shifted closer to her and reached out, placing his hands on her hips and swiftly lifting her up. He plopped her down on the counter and moved his hands on to her knees, spreading her legs apart to stand between them. "As for losing gentleman points, that's fair. I should have at least offered you a beer in your own home." He raised his hand up towards her chin, catching it between his index finger and his thumb. "I don't fuckin' do games either. If I was here for a quick fuck... You'd already be a panting mess somewhere in this hotel room." He breathed out, leaning closer to brush his lips against hers. "I honestly would have fucked you that night we met if all I wanted was a quick fuck and to never see you again." He brushed the tip of his nose against hers. "I'm here because I find you so fucking intoxicating that you've been on my mind for the last seven weeks." He dropped his hand to her knee, sliding his hand up very slowly so that she had a chance to smack his hand away. "I know what I want and right now it's you."

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joflores:

“Know anyone else who fits the description?” Joana gave him an easy wink, hoping he’d see it as a bit flirty because she definitely meant it that way. “Mhmmm.” She nodded, agreeing with his comment about the gossip in town even though she’d somehow missed any that revolved him. The realization of that made her eyes turn into small slits of thought for a moment before she pursed her lips and shrugged it off. Jo thought about her best friend for a moment. Jaz would probably be giddy about the mysterious man in her living quarters but Astrid would most likely start listing off all the reasons why we don’t let men we don’t know into our homes, like the probability of airing as the inspiration for an episode of Criminal Minds. Good thing Joana always enjoyed a little media attention. “What?” She made sure to sway her hips a little extra as she reached the small vanity on the other side of the room.

“Did you already forget what city girls are like?” She took a seat and sorted through her unorganized collection of makeup scattered over the surface. Some were for her personal taste and others were from PR packages. She picked her favorite mascara and leaned in to swipe it onto her long lashes. Her eyes moved to look at his reflection in the mirror, watching him take a swig of the Corona. “You never know when it’ll be your last day,” She commented, still thinking about all the warnings Astrid would give her despite knowing that the only thing under that hard exterior Javier carried was a soft heart… and probably rock hard abs. “And I want to look cute if today’s mine.” She grabbed a bit of blush and some gloss. “Y'know, there are better ways to ask a girl out than showing up unannounced.” Joana gave him a little smile to let him know she was teasing him. “My no-makeup face is usually reserved for the fourth date.”

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Javier brushed his tongue along his lower lip as he brought the beer bottle up to his lips. "Fair point," although no one had ever referred him as the devil before but for some reason he was so far from being insulted about it. He thought it was cute, hell, it was kind of hot to think about the fact that he had been on her mind. "Does that mean you've been thinkin' about me?" He asked, crossing his foot over the other as he leaned back against the counter, keeping some distance between them to make sure she was comfortable. "Actually, yeah. My ex... isn't much of a city girl." More sensitive. He raised his eyes up to look at her, watching her as she started to put on her make up but he couldn't figure out why she was doing it because in his eyes she looked beautiful without it.

He arched a brow at her words about asking her out on a date, another chuckle left his lips as he put his arm down to his side, letting the bottle of Corona dangle from his fingertips. "There are probably some things you should know about me before you consider dating me." He commented, keeping his dark hues on her. "For instance I'm a dad of an almost two month old." He didn't know why his heart began to beat a little quicker. He met this girl once in a cafe. Why did it matter if she decided that was a deal breaker? It shouldn't make him this nervous, should it?

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joflores:

It’d been more than a little while since Joana’s run-in with the cute, no, scratch that— hot man who toured her around town a couple of weeks ago. She was the breezy kind of woman, the type the liked to get dressed up real nice and make a whirlwind out of someone else’s life before leaving them with a sweet smile. She was the kind of woman others thought about, couldn’t get off their minds. It was never the other way around, so why couldn’t she stop thinking about Javier with that beautiful art that decorated his arms and, what she suspected were, other places on his body reserved for the one. Romantics. She scoffed at the very thought, as if she wasn’t a fully fledged one herself. He was one, she could smell them a mile away… but then again, she’d been wrong before. There was a knock on her door and she looked up, moving from her comfy position on the couch with a crease between her eyebrows before she opened the door and saw him. “Hablando del diablo y aparece.” Speak of the devil and he shows up. She smiled, reaching out without a second thought. Her fingers tightened over his shirt and pulled him into her temporary home. “I’m not going to ask how you found out where I’m staying because I know this is a super tiny town, but you have to give me a second to get glam. There are some drinks in the fridge, help yourself.”

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It had been a month or so since his last run in with the woman whose room he was now standing in front of. Somehow that walk stuck with him, her unknown words of advice was something he carried with him for the days that came and went. Finally informing Stevie it was time for him to move out of the guest room and start actually sharing custody of Alli. His sister being alive, breathing, and not afraid to make him feel bad for being mad she had been alive this whole time without a word. He lifted his eyes up when she opened the door, sliding his hands into his pockets. Her words brought a smirk on his lips despite the bullshit he carried on his shoulders. "Talkin' about me?" His cocky tone of voice shined as she reached out, tugging him into her home. His eyes shifted through the place, knowing it well enough because he stayed in one similar until he got his apartment when he first moved to town. "Yeah, this town doesn't play around when it comes to its gossip." Truthfully he wouldn't have been surprised if Jo already heard all about him, the slight scrunch of his nose as he thought about the number of pity glances he got from the old ladies whenever he passed by them holding Alli in her carseat or pushed her in her stroller. "Get glam?" He turned his head to look at her as she strolled towards a separate part of the room. "Alright." He chuckled lowly as he walked over to the fridge, pulling out his hand an reaching for the handle to pull the door open, glancing at the drinks she had in her fridge. He reached in and pulled out a beer, shutting the door carefully. He popped the lid off and tossed it into the nearest trash can, glancing around the room once again.

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aliciacastillo:

Alicia looked at her brother, and felt her heart break as he moved to stand in front of his daughter. Shaking her head, she always knew he’d be mad but somehow she still felt as though he’d not be too mad. A fantasy she always lived in. Hearing her cousin’s name she never wanted to give her up, so she’d lie to protect her at all costs. “No” she said biting the inside of her cheek, Alicia was stubborn so she wasn’t going to go down this easily. “So you don’t care to know where I was or what happened?” She said knowing that was going to piss him off. “Seis años, ¿no quieres saber dónde estaba?” She said crossing her arms staring at her brother, intensely.

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Javier shoved his hands into his pockets as he remained quiet, staring at his twin. As he stood there, the last few weeks began to sink into the back of his mind. How come everyone tried to make him feel bad for the way he was feeling? How come everyone pointed out how their actions made them feel and never once did they think about him? He straightened his posture, brushing his tongue along his lower lip when she lied through her teeth about Becky knowing about her from the start. It was the only way Alicia would even know he was in Fallbrook. “I never said that,” he cleared his throat. “Just talk, Alicia. Explain your side.”

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steviexrivers:

She watched as he sat down before she did as well in the chair and listened to him before shaking her head. “You’re not telling me that. You’re saying you’re not comfortable having them around our daughter and that’s all I need to know. You don’t want them around our child and that’s that.” It was easy to say because she was fighting with Becky right now and she didn’t know his sister, but from what he said and the woman letting him believe she was dead, she didn’t want to get mixed into that either. She couldn’t imagine if Zoe did something like that to Logan and Ali one day. She took a deep breath as he then talked about her and she swallowed. “Javier, that’s not…” She didn’t want to get into that again. Not while their daughter was was sleeping right there. Stevie knew she did love him. Or at least, the way he could be when they were together. When they thought this was going to be the end game. Before she ruined it.

She felt tears line in her eyes and all she could do was listen to him at the moment as he laid it out for her. She bit her lip before nodding to him. “You know, for not being one to open up, you just did that, you know?” She tried teasing a little to make this whole thing less awkward and tense. “I’m sorry for what your cousin and sister have done. I am. And I am sorry… so sorry for me. You know I never meant to do any of this.” She told him for what felt like the millionth time since they broke up. “But you’re right. All that matters is our daughter and I don’t want anything to ruin our time bonding with her. So, if you don’t want someone around her, let me know. Like when this first happened with me and Becky and I told you. That’s how this works right now. It’s not telling me or you how to live our lives. It’s making sure we’re doing what we think is best for her.” She wiped her cheeks as the tears escaped. “I know it’s going to take time to get to a place where we can communicate better and I’m telling you that I’m not going to flaunting whatever Johnny and I do to you. We’re not even… together right now.” She didn’t know if she tell him these things, but she wanted him to know that whatever happened, she wasn’t going to flaunt it. She wasn’t that person. “I’m going to feel bad because I do. I hate what I’ve done and I’m sorry I didn’t think about these feelings before. Maybe you were right when you said it was from the pregnancy hormones. I mean, we didn’t do this until after I found out so maybe…” She shrugged before swallowing. “And I’m sorry I told people about the break up and that they told other’s. Word gets around a small town and I know everyone and everyone has been asking me when you’re going to propose to me so what else was I supposed to do? Let them keep thinking we were fine? That you were going to ask for my hand any day now? I couldn’t do that. And I couldn’t let them think you were the one who broke up with me because instead of pity, you’d be getting rage and you don’t deserve that. Not when you’re being a great father to our daughter and have always been amazing to me.”

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"At least right now.” Javier didn’t know how to deal with the feelings he had. Each little thing piled higher and higher, it was truly suffocating. On top of all of this, the way people in town were looking at him. He wasn’t used to being the center of attention and having this much chaos dancing around him so yeah... He shut down even more the last few weeks than he would have if their break up had been the only thing he was dealing with. In his eyes, Becky not letting him know his twin was alive and taking care of herself meant there was truly not a single person in his life that had his back. His gaze drifted towards their daughter, brushing his fingertips against her forehead as he thought about it. All the times he had tried to be there for his cousin, the awkwardness of not being able to let someone in because losing Alicia... He inhaled as he lifted his eyes up towards Stevie.

“I don’t care if you get together with Johnny.” He cleared his throat. “In fact, it’s probably one of the reasons we should talk about alternating days between us with her.” He pulled his hand out of the bassinet. “Staying here is helping no one. It’s giving Zoe false hope that something could change. I think if I had more space to work through my stuff it would be easier.” He glanced over at the blonde as he set his hands on his legs, brushing his hands against the material of his jeans. “I’m never going to be good at the communicating thing especially when it comes to Alicia. And I’ll work on it. I’m sorry.” He said quietly. “But if we are going to have tough conversations... might as well have them all.”

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Rebecca had enough pulling at her heart strings and the last thing she wanted was for her cousin to be upset with her for not breaking Alicia’s trust. She would make up with Stevie of course, she loved that woman more than some of her own blood family, but she was realizing just how callus her cousin could be. Of course she was comprehending the situation at hand, having lied to him for so long. He was likely hurt more than anything and she had to suck it up. From the day she made the promise to Alicia to keep her secret, she also vowed to take any consequences that came with it in stride and this was just another.

“Noted.” she spoke softly before nodding her head slowly at her cousin. She wasn’t about to pick any fights with him or try to regain his trust, she simply wanted the ball of emotions building inside of her chest to dismantle itself as soon as humanly possible. “You have a great life, Javier.” and with that, she pulled her purse onto her shoulder, giving one last look to the car seat before finally excusing herself from the flower shop.

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