Prompts: 4. “Why are you lying to me?” “Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”
Pairing: Angel Reyes x Ana ( @hennessyauntie )
Warnings: Angst, arguing, worry of cheating
Word count: 947
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You sighed and rubbed your temples as Angel continued to try and defend himself.
“I’m telling you, it’s nothing Ana! She’s just a fuckin’ associate of the club. There’s nothing else going on!”
Angel was exasperated, trying desperately to convince you that there was nothing happening with him Adelita. Angel did not tell you much about what he and the club did, sheltering you from the bulk of it. You were not a stupid girl, despite the age difference. You were smart and loyal and always protective over Angel, and there was an unspoken knowledge that you knew it was more than that. Angel never clarified though, and you never inquired.
Except now.
He was on a run he had said. Off over the border with the club. He had told you that he would not be back for another three days, so you were shocked when you had found out through Chucky that they were back already. That confusion had transformed into shock with then turned into anger, Angel guiltily returning home to plead his case. Things had been tense to say the least, you still upset and confused at to why he would lie. The straw that broke the camel’s back had been tonight though. It was nearly three in the morning and you had been woken up by an unfamiliar ringing from a phone that wasn’t on the nightstand charging. Angel had slept through it and you had followed the sound until you found a brand-new burner you had never seen before inside his kutte, kept away from you unlike his usual cell. Having had enough, you had answered it, only to be told to tell Angel to call back. The female voice with an accent had stopped then as she hung up.
Now you were here.
“What do you mean there’s nothing going on? She called you at 2:30 in the morning on a burner that you were keeping hidden while you’re in bed with me after you just lied about where you were! Business associates don’t wake you up in the middle of the night, and if they did, they’d be calling Bishop, not you.”
Your voice was raised now, unable to believe that he was still trying to lie his way out of the situation rather than just be truthful. Your tight curls bounced and swayed as you moved your head, your irritation animating you. He had been happy to back with you and see your beautiful face, by his own hand that face now held anger and suspicion. Still, he continued, now trying to shift the blame.
“Why were you going in my kutte anyway?! Answering my phone and shit, invading my privacy. What makes you think you can interfere when it comes to the MC?”
You stared at him blankly, in shock that he would try and turn everything around on you. Your mouth was open as you tried to let your brain process the fact that he was trying to make you answer for your actions while not answering for his. With a shake of your head, you continued looking at him, shoulders dropping from their defensive position now sagging.
“Why are you lying to me?”
You glared as you tried to will him into simply being honest. He stayed quiet though, lips tight and nose flaring. Your voice was tired when you spoke again.
“Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”
With that you turned away from him, your anger and adrenaline far too high for you to sleep. You were walking to the back window then, opening the blinds to watch the lightning in the sky and listen to the rain in hopes that it would calm you. Angel’s footsteps following you told you that wasn’t going to happen though. He stood behind you for a minute, maybe expecting you to turn and face him. When you didn’t, he sighed and stepped closer until you could feel him right behind you. The subtle height difference allowed him to peer over the top of your head and watch the rainfall as well.
“I’m not cheating. I know that’s what you think, but you’re wrong.”
Your soft scoff was all he got in response and he sighed, knowing that if he was going to get out of this, he was going to need to come clean.
“She’s an associated. Not of the club really, not yet. I lied about that. The club can’t know that we’re dealing with her. It’s me, Coco, and Gilly. I got the burner so I could talk to her privately and not risk any of the club members finding out. I’m not hiding it from you, I’m hiding it from them.”
You turned around slowly to face him, your eyes cautious, wondering if you should believe him.
“She can help the club get on the right track. Make things so that they’re not so dangerous. “I’m just trying to do what’s best for the club. Best for us. I don’t want you getting tainted by it, that’s why I keep it from you.”
With a sigh, you shook your head.
“That’s all you needed to say, Angel. Just tell me the truth.”
The Mayan nodded, reaching to cradle your face in his hands, his thumbs running over the apples of your cheeks. It was dark, only the moonlight illuminating the two of you with random lightning, but he could see the frustration in your dark eyes. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to your cheek, your skin soft under his lips.
“I’m sorry, Ana.”
You nodded as he looked at you.
“Stop keeping things from me and lying to me.”
“I won’t. I promise.”