The older man seems to notice her distress, and walks back towards the bed slowly, sitting next to her."You can tell me whatever it is, you know," he states gently, a warm smile playing on his lips.She swallows thickly, glancing up at him hesitantly."It's... It's nothing," she answers shakily. She hates herself for sounding so weak. She hates it. She wants him to know that she's strong and brave and independent. Sergio raises an eyebrow at her, a playful smirk appearing on his face. "If you say so..."She bites down on her lower lip anxiously, avoiding eye contact with him."Don't worry about me, alright?" She says. "It's nothing."Sergio frowns. "Nothing?"Serena nods."Are you sure?" She shrugs."Okay… Well, if you need anything, I'll be downstairs," he replies with a small smile, standing up and putting his hand on her shoulder reassuringly, squeezing lightly. "Just remember that I love you, okay? Don't forget that."She smiles weakly. "Yeah."His expression softens, and he l

He frowns slightly. "I...don't really want to talk about them right now. It's really embarrassing.""It wouldn't bother me, Sergio," she assures him earnestly. "Whatever you wanna tell me, I will listen."He takes a deep breath and shakes his head. "It's nothing important.""It's obviously something," she insists. "If it bothered you, you wouldn't have brought it up. Come on, spill it."He gives her a small smile. "Nothing. Forget about it. It was just a silly memory anyway. Now we better get going before Dad realizes that we've been gone all morning.""Good point," she agrees, taking a quick glance out of the window. There's no sign of her father' car yet. She guesses that he must be driving around town. He usually drives around during the weekends anyways, so it doesn't really make sense for him to be here already.She follows Sergio upstairs to their room, closing the door behind them. He takes off his jacket and hangs it up carefully by the closet before sitting down at his desk

He sighed heavily. Things were going to be different now that they were going to spend the entire weekend together. This was the first time they had gone out somewhere together for more than five minutes in months. He was sure that they would enjoy themselves very much, but…Sergio shook his head, trying to rid himself of those thoughts.The sound of the front door unlocking broke him out of his thoughts, and he quickly got out of bed and straightened out his uniform as best as he could. He quickly walked out of his bedroom and headed downstairs towards the living room, hoping that he could avoid his mother and father for some reason or another. He was afraid of what they would ask him about his sister, and he just wasn't ready to deal with it. Maybe he should tell them everything, but for now, he was hoping that they wouldn't ask. After all, he knew exactly how they would react if they knew how badly Serena was feeling. They would probably scold her for not telling them sooner, and

But she also knew that there were some things that she simply couldn't comprehend. Maybe they were just too complicated, too difficult to understand. Her brother was stubborn it didn't surprise her. He could be very stubborn when he was determined to achieve his goal. She couldn't imagine him ever breaking his promise to her. But she hoped that he would be able to break this promise if he really wanted to. She hated to see her brother in pain. It made her angry and upset, but she also wanted him to be happy. She wanted him to be happy because he deserved it more than anyone. She wasn't saying this to make herself feel better, she just had a habit of saying the things that she thought others needed to hear the most. She wasn't sure if it was healthy, but who cared, anyway? It was probably for the best. She would get used to it eventually, right? She could deal with it. She hoped that she could. She wished that she could help him, but she wasn't entirely sure that she could, even th

"Are you okay?" She questioned, concerned.His eyes flew open. "Y...yes." He replied quietly.She seemed unsure whether or not she believed him. Her eyebrows furrowed together in worry as she stared at him intently, searching his expression. She was obviously still worried and confused about everything that had just happened. She didn't understand why he had reacted the way that he did. She didn't understand why he had pushed her away. She didn't know that he was trying to save himself. She didn't know that he didn't feel the same way about her anymore. She couldn't understand why he wasn't saying what he wanted to say. She couldn't understand why he wasn't being honest. She couldn't understand why he kept blaming her.Her hand dropped off of his arm. She stared at him for a moment before turning around to leave the room. She didn't understand what was happening. She was completely lost and confused. She didn't understand anything that was going on with him. She didn't know what wa