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You’re supposed to love me

How could you be so heartless?

Send me a sliver of light

A tiny star for my sky

La oscuridad no es mi amiga

It's my prison of anger, mi peor enemiga

Algo tiene que cambiar

I need you to break this chain

Porque no puedo respirar

Drowning in all this pain

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Luna

The beat drops as I finish applying lipliner while my hips roll to the music. The song is sexy and flavorful, making your body move almost involuntarily in a way only reggaeton music can. I don't stop dancing, even as I apply my eyeshadow. Then the beat transitions to a soft, sensual vibe.

"Es Rio," a soulful voice croons, and my back stiffens. Though his voice complements the beat to perfection, my lips curl.

Mami, se que me extrañabas

But no sweat cause Daddy’s here

Pa calentarte la cama.

The music keeps playing, but my hips still, like my grandma's old ones, Fernandito Villalona scratched records.

"You didn't know he dropped this song with Niko and Chico?" Adina asks from my bed.

I shake my head. "Why would you play one of his songs?"

She shrugs. "Because it's good, and you should have seen the way your hips shook. You were about to twerk."

I roll my eyes at her in the mirror. "I was not. And you don’t twerk forreggaeton.Perreas."

"Whatever. The song is hot, and he's perfect on it." She sighs. "You don't have to hate him anymore, Lu. I'm over him."

She's not. Her gigantic crush on Rio is still going strong despite what happened six months ago. She practically drools at parties when he’s there. I don’t know what she sees in that sleazy shithead who gets into one mess after another.

"Nope," I say, as snappish as I can. "No one tries to play with my best friend. This beef with Rio is forever," I say in my best Cardi B voice.

Her fingers form a heart. "We can still enjoy the song, right?"

Her gaze is on me through the mirror, and knowing her like I do, I shrug. It's better not to elaborate, or she will get in her own head, and I have no desire to rehash the night when fuckboy almost destroyed our friendship. "You can enjoy it."

I apply eyeliner and grab the black sheer-swirl bodysuit from the bed, shimmying into it. Then I put on my faded jeans. She watches my every move as I slip my earrings on and finally take off my doobie wrap, carefully combing down my hair. I’m wearing it straight tonight.

"You look so good, Lu," she says softly with a tiny smile on her lips. "You always find creative ways to style all that body."

There's a catch in my belly, but I dismiss it and smile at her.Because this ass is a weapon I proudly wield. "Thanks, this thing is a legend.” I wiggle my butt, adding, “You look gorgeous too."