Florencio was smoking.

I've only seen him do it two other times.

He was outside with me. He joined me out here after Sam left.

I sat down on the steps leading to the front door and he stayed put in front of me.

"Do you smoke often?" I asked quietly.

He stopped. He dropped the cigarette to the ground and put it out. "No. I don't."

He was obviously angry and I didn't want him to be.

"Are you okay?" I took a deep breath. "Is this about that guy named Tyler?"

He turned to me after I said that. His face was unreadable.

"Eavesdrop, much, Parker?" He murmured.

I felt small in his angry presence. "It's not like I know what you're talking about. It doesn't matter if I hear." I was starting to feel angry too.

He didn't say anything as he walked back into the house. I followed him.

"Is Tyler like you?" I asked, following him upstairs to his room. I don't know why I was pushing for answers I wasn't going to get.

Florencio laughed bitterly. "No. I would never do what he did."

I stopped outside the bathroom door as Florencio hastily brushed his teeth and washed his face. I hesitantly walked into the bathroom and did the same with the her's sink.

Florencio pushed past me and took off his shirt. He laid down in his bed and closed his eyes, exhaling softly.

I sat down next to him. He jerked slightly but calmed down. I slowly ran my hand through his hair.

"Are you okay?" I asked again. I was nurturing him when I should have been leaving him.

His lips twitched. "Yeah. I am now."

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I woke up to Florencio's face pressed against my chest.

His breathing was even and his arm was around me. I watched as the light started to pour in the room and his skin glowed. I lifted up my hand and placed it on his shoulder blade. I trailed my hand down, letting myself feel his smooth skin. I lightly traced the scar on his hip. I wondered how he got it. I sighed. I might as well stop wondering now. He was never going to tell me.

Suddenly Florencio's hand grabbed mine.

I was blushing furiously.

"U-um, I'm sorry," I stammered, I tried to pull myself out from under him, but he rolled himself on top of me.

I huffed out a breath as his weight crushed me.

Florencio's tired eyes looked down into mine. He was beautiful even now after just waking up. My eyes winded thinking about what I looked like.

I put my hand over my mouth as I spoke, "get off of me." I did not want him to smell my morning breath.

He grinned. "I don't want to." He pressed into me teasingly. "I remember what you said last night. That you wanted to kiss me."

"I was lying." My words were muffled.

He leaned in and bit my finger covering my mouth.

"Ouch!" I put my hand to my side. "What was that for?"

"Scared, honey?" His eyes gleamed with mischief.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He was so tried and angry last night...I wondered if his mood had really changed or he was forcing himself to be this way.

"I need to brush my teeth," I admitted. "And use the bathroom, wash my face."

Florencio was about to say something but his phone rang. He got up and answered it.

I sat up quickly and fixed hair. I awkwardly pushed my knees together and crossed my arms over my chest. I wasn't wearing a bra and I didn't want Florencio to notice more then he already had.

Florencio left the room as the conversation started to get deeper and I let out a breath.

I always felt so tense when he was around. Like he would pounce at anytime and I wouldn't be able to escape.

I left the bed and did what I needed to do in the bathroom.

I walked downstairs and Florencio was in the kitchen, eating an apple and his phone in the other hand.I watched as he took big bites, keeping his mouth closed while chewing, and then throw the apple core gracefully into the trash bin.

He noticed me and grinned. "Hungry?"

I shook my head lightly. "No. Not yet." I remembered to cross my arms over my chest. He watched me.

I started to get nervous as he approached me. I gave him more of myself then I had ever given anyone. I was scared and excited for what would come next.

"Well, I'm hungry, honey," he said softly, his eyes warm. "And I think you could help me."

I started to feel myself hyperventilate. It was too early in the morning for my heart to be beating this fast, my stomach to be flipping.

"I can make you food," I offered, stumbling over my words.

"It's already made." He finally reached me and grabbed me. I felt overwhelmed at the sensation of his hands touching me roughly.

His mouth was on my neck and I desperately wanted him to kiss me. I bit my lips, trying to suppress the noise I wanted to make.

Just when he was about to kiss me, the doorbell rang.

Florencio sighed and loosened his hold on me. I reluctantly let go of him.

I calmed my breathing down before I joined him at the door.

It was Sam.

"He said it would help—" Sam stopped talking when he saw me. He smiled. "Hi, cutie."

I smiled back. "Hi." I turned my head to Florencio when he started to walk away. He went up stairs and I told Sam to come in before I followed him.

Florencio was in his room and my face heated as I watched him strip. He put on a black long sleeve, pants to match, and boots. He grabbed a backpack and threw some stuff in it.

I started to panic. "Where are you going?" I asked. "Is everything alright?"

He looked at me, his eyes tired once again. "Nothing you need to worry your pretty head about," he replied quickly, pushing past me and going down the stairs.

I was starting to get angry with the way he was acting towards me. I caught up to him quickly and grabbed his hand.

"What?" He asked, annoyed.

"I'm just confused," I murmured, hurt.

His expression softened. "Honey." He grabbed my waist, bringing me close.

I resisted slightly.

"I have to go," he started off, staring at my lips, "get your stuff, I'm taking you home."

Before I could protest, he kissed me hard. My senses overtook me and I grabbed onto his arms, kissing him back. I moaned softly into his mouth when he bit my lip. He pulled away slowly, his breathing off. Then he let go of me, leaving me there.

-

Florencio stopped his car in front of my house.

Before I got out of the car, I boldly grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him softly. He stayed still and let me kiss him.

He smiled. His eyes fluttered open. "What are you trying to do?"

Suddenly I felt sad.

Trying to make you miss me.

I didn't know where Florencio was going and no doubt it was dangerous. I was stupid to care this much. I doubt Florencio ever thought about me. Maybe not at all.

I said bye and left the car, feeling empty.

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