He was so not ready to get that text.

The notification had bugged him since that morning before he even was fully awake yet. He ignored it.

The day went normally, Elena was finally better (and he didn't want to think about that moment when he feared that maybe she wouldn't get better) and everything was like before Victor ran away at the quinces.

A few days later he got another text, and he couldn't ignore him anymore. They talked, awkwardly, for a little bit until Alex made up his mind, he needed to see him, because it wasn't right to talk like nothing happened, not after how long took to get Elena back on her feet.

When the day arrived he made up some excuse about hanging out with his friends and after a kiss in the cheek from abuelita he walked to the address his father had send him. Some apartment building much like his own, but at the same time completely different.

"Hi" here he was, standing on the doorway with something that wasn't quite a smile but wasn't quite a grimace "come on in" said Victor letting him get in and sitting on the couch.

"Hi" his throat was dry and his hands sweaty, already regretting coming.

"I'm so happy to see you papito, yo..."

"No" he said, interrupting abruptly the other and realizing how wrong this was "No, you don't get to call me papito after everything you did" his father frowned.

"Alex you have to understand..."

"No!" Suddenly he was felling so... angry "I don't understand and I will never understand, why would you do that to Elena? On her quinces? Do you know how crushed she was?"

"Alex I couldn't stand it, I told your mother to not tell the family and Elena decides to show up in a suit? Just to embarrass me?" His voice showed how much what happened indignates him like if it was all a plot against him instead of her teenage daughter getting to know herself.

"Oh my god, I can't believe you" all he could think about right now was how sad Elena was, how thin she looked, how he could hear her crying herself to sleep for five nights in a row... "you're the typical cisgender male who thinks that things are always about himself"

"What do you even mean by cisgender!?" He said and Alex vaguely realized they were both standing now.

"You're so full of yourself that you couldn't be man enough to see something new and learn, and instead choose to hurt your own daughter" he said deciding to ignore his previous statement, if he cared he would look it up later.

"Listen, my intention never was to hurt Elena..." Victor was starting to get defensive and that was the moment when the fights got serious, he had heard his parents argue enough to know that.

"Well, you did" he said choosing to keep his boice stable onstead of raising it to start a yelling match. he wished his father understood how difficult this was for his sister "Talk to me when you're ready to apologize to Elena".

And he went back home, said hi to abuelita and Schneider who were making dinner, and then cuddled with Elena watching buffy, because that's the best he could do to cheer her up.