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A lot of things change in two years, engagement's, death, trauma, new faces and incredible skills.
Briella Luna De...
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We all arrived in New York and were immediately brought to the hotel and casino. I could see Briella was nervous for tonight, I would be too if I were her. She hasn't seen her family in two years AND her ex is going to be here. What a shit show.
Miguel walked into our hotel room, greeting us with a bright smile.Briella ran up to him and squeezed his torso, the height difference was hilarious.
"Miguel!" Briella shouted. "I missed you!"
Miguel held Brie close to her, swaying side to side.
"I missed you too Brie!" He happily replied. "Do you want to call your brothers, I don't think it'll be a good idea just to show up."
"That's probably a good idea, I called my siblings and they were glad" Vivi told her, convincing her to call Marco. Brie held her hand out to get Miguel's phone. He handed her it and she instantly rang Marco.
"He hung up on me! How rude!" Brie said while pressing call again.
After the third call, Marco finally answered.
"What the fuck Miguel! I'm in a meeting!" Marco shouted over the phone. Brie's face lit up by the sound of her brothers voice, I've never seen her this ecstatic before.
"Wow," Brie spoke. "Such a rude way to talk to your sister."
"I... BRIELLA OH MY GOD!!" Alejandro shouted over the phone, interrupting Marco.
"WE THOUGH YOU WERE DEAD-YO FUCKTURDS! BRIELLA'S ON THE PHOOOOOONE!" Alejandro screamed.
"Is that really you Brie?" Marco spoke.
"Yup, I'll be seeing y'all at the ball tonight!" Brie said with a smile.
"Oh my god Brie, what the fuck happened?! Why haven't you texted us?!"
Briella looked up at us, making a funny face, she took a deep breath in before explaining.
"I broke my phone and didn't remember your numbers, I'm really sorry Marc" she honestly replied.
"Don't be sorry, amore" Marco softly spoke. "I'm glad you're safe."
"BRIELLA?!" Beckham shouted. "I TOLD YALL SHE'S NOT DEAD! HA! IN YOUR FAT FACES!"
I-
Now I know where Briella gets it from.
"Guys I have to get ready! I'll see you all at the ball, I love you all" Brie explained.
"We love you too!" Her brothers said on cue, they hung up and Briella turned to us. The biggest smile rested on her face, her eyes lit up with the reassurance of her brothers.
"Thank you Miguel" she said, handing his phone back.
"You're welcome Briella, now go get ready!" Miguel replied before leaving us.
