Valentino's [3]

Jace glares at Cupid before turning to Rayah and softening his expression.

I look at both of them. "Cant you guys just get along?"

He sighs. "I've tried."

Cupid crosses his arms and glares at Jace. "I don't want to."

He shrugs. "See?"

I look at Cupid, a serious look across my face. "Well, If you don't than I'm going to tell dad. Do you know what happens when dad gets mad?" I ask crossing my arms.

He shakes his head, "I don't want to know."

I nod. "Good now make up." I said backing away slowly.

"Make up?" Jace asks, confused.
He looks at Cupid, unsure.

I nod, "Make up. Like eachother. Whatever you 'guys' do to not hate eachother."

Cupid takes a deep breath. 'I'm sorry I said I hated you..." He mumbles.

Jace studies him. "Okay. I'm sorry for kicking your face in on numerous occasions."

I look at Jace, slightly mad. "You kicked his face?"

Jace looks at her. "No. I mean, I punched him, but he punched me back and all that."

I swallow and run a hand over my face. "Oh god...Jace...he's only fourteen..." I mumbled.

"It wasn't just me, Ray." He pleads.

I nod and take a breath looking at Cupid, a smile forming across my face. "You punched my fiance?" I chuckled.

He nods and flinches slightly. I smile wider. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm proud. You actually had the guts to punch someone...Besides me." I sighed.

He turns to me. "Can I punch him again?"

I shake my head. "Nope."

Jace watches, somewhat puzzled by everything.