Aline Ribeiro
Luciano was plssing her off. He was being so incredibly stupid—she couldn’t even begin to understand his thought process these days. He had Gio, who was quite literally the best boyfriend a person could had, and YET he wanted to explore a past relationship that had ended with him being cheated on. In what world did that make any sense whatsoever??
The past was in the past and she saw no need to delve into those events that had already taken place, but since he was gonna so that, she didn’t get why he wouldn’t just tell Gio. Like. Not telling him about it just made him seem shady and deceitful but she couldn’t seem to get that through his thick skull. And up until this moment in time, she had been conscious of the unspoken rule between the two of them that involved keeping the secrets between them, well, between them, but she had somewhat broken that when she’d recklessly messaged Gio.
Technically, he DMed her first and she just responded. She had been under the impression that Luciano would be telling Gio about his meeting, though considering he had been avoiding both her and Gio recently, she should’ve known that wasn’t the case before Gio confirmed it. That was upsetting to realize. So anyway, she was going to do what was best for their relationship and insert herself into the middle of it.
Gio deserved to know if Lui’s ex was in town, and she couldn’t just keep the lie like that. Especially not after that discussion they had at the funeral. Luciano would probably be p!ssed but this was for a good purpose, so she was sure that he’d get over it quickly.
She had been held back some time after the bell rang as her teacher wanted to talk to her about a recent test score, so she was a bit delayed in meeting Gio. On her way to his locker, she picked up her phone and dialed Luciano, and lo and behold, he didn’t pick up. She huffed, tucking her phone back into her jean pocket.
Reaching his locker, she sighed, leaning against one of the lockers nearby. “Okay I’m here. Finally.” She rubbed her temple, looking up at him. “Yes, so, to lunch we go and you will probably be plssed too.” Aline started walking through the school hallways, but paused talking, a frown pulling at her lips. “Don’t think I should be encouraging getting mad at my brother… but you know what, he deserves it. That assh0le,” she muttered.