*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧—chapter two: don't talk to me

iMessage
Today 4:27 PM

unknown
hey, i don't know if this is
still your number. but i was
just checking in to see if
you're okay?

unknown
i watched the race. that was
a really bad crash :(

javier
sorry, who is this?

unknown
it's charles

javier
leclerc?

unknown
yes.

javier
i could've sworn i blocked
your number

unknown
clearly not if i'm able to text
you
Not Sent

unknown
hello?
Not Sent

unknown
oh come on...
Not Sent

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August 20, 2012

JAVIER IS SITTING ON THE WINDOWSILL, STARING OUT OF THE WINDOW OF HIS BEDROOM. His back is resting against the wall and his face smushed against the glass, the coldness of it doing nothing to distract him and calm his nerves.

He turns thirteen today. It's his birthday and his parents hadn't found the time to throw a party for him. With them at work, that just leaves him and his sister at home by themselves for the day.

There's a knock on his bedroom door and he doesn't bother to go open it himself. The door's already unlocked anyway.

"Javi, can I come in? It's Julie." His sister calls from the other side.

"Sí." It's all it takes in response in order for Juliet Ibarra to open the door and find her brother looking upset as he sits on the windowsill.

"Javi..." She frowns as she goes to sit beside him, back resting against the opposite wall. He doesn't look at her, his gaze still focused on the empty bit of road just outside their Monaco apartment.

"I want a party," the boy says, crossing his arms as he sits up, a pout on his face as he stares at his sister.

Juliet sighs. "Sometimes birthdays go without a party, hermano. You can't always have one every year."

"But, I want a party," he repeats, dropping his arms and bringing his legs up to his chest. He rests his chin on his knees, still looking at her.

"Do you want me to call the Leclercs and see if Charles and his brothers are free?" Juliet questions. Javier nods.

"Okay, I'll be right back." She climbs down from the windowsill and leaves the room.

Javier sighs, staring back out the window. A frown forms on his face, watching as either cars or pedestrians pass by in the street below.

It's about ten or more minutes by the time Juliet comes back to the room. She takes a seat beside her brother once again, a grin on her face.

"They're coming over," she informs. "Now you can't rot in your room anymore."

He smiles.

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iMessage
Today 6:00 PM

juliet 🎀
you have to talk to him
eventually

javier 🍊
i'm aware of that

juliet 🎀
he misses you ☹️

juliet 🎀
esto no es justo para él

javier 🍊
¿podemos hablar de etso en
otro momento?

juliet 🎀
javi

javier 🍊
i'm busy, julie

juliet 🎀
fine

juliet 🎀
i'll leave you be

javier 🍊
gracias

juliet 🎀
:)
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hi :)

10.03.24