Fatal Attraction. (Mindless Behavior Story)

Chapter 05

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Part 5

Recap:

I know shes my little sister and all but she thinks that just because we’re not blood and I live in her house that she can talk to me any kind of way and if I learned anything from living in california it’s that no matter who you are if you didn’t birth me, don’t get crazy cause I will snap. I can’t believe that she really believes that I like Roc like that. I mean he’s every single shade of fine but I only said that because I was in denial about my own feelings for Jacob. He’s perfect. His eyes are captivating, his voice is heart warming and the way he talks is just something else. He’s so smart and when he dances it’s just magical. Ever since I first met him I knew he was special. Jacob has been there for me through everything. Through my elementary bullies, through dance school, through my parents going to prison but then he left. I thought he was gone forever. A wise man named Jess Liar once said “If you want something very, very badly, let it go free.  If it comes back to you, it’s yours forever.  If it doesn’t, it was never yours to begin with.” I’m so happy Jacob is back in my life but i’m just scared that If I catch feelings like I did last time, he’ll just have to go away again and I don’t know if I can handle that.  

End of Recap.

--Maricella POV--

After hours of endless laughing and talking Jacob got a call from Walter. Walter told him that he had to go back to the hotel because they have a long day of CD signings and interviews tomorrow. Him and the boys were staying at a hotel about a mile away from my house. I knew he was going to have to leave sooner or later but I don’t know I didn’t want him to leave.

“S- so, Walter is on his way.?” I stuttered. I was fighting back so much emotion. I have only cried in front of Jacob once and that was such a long time ago.

Flashback:

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU.! I HATE YOU.!!” I scream as I run to my room and slam the door. I can’t believe my father, I understand my mom is practically a stripper but thats her job. I'm only 11 I’m a child he’s an adult. He should be smart enough not to bring all these hookers around his child. That’s not even the bad part. When I walked out of my room to see what all the noise was, I walked into the living room to see my dad with all these females, when I questioned him about what they were doing here he smacked me in the face so hard that I fell to the floor and told me that if I said a thing to my mother he would have me sent away. I pulled out my phone and called my best friend Jacob and tell him what happened.

-Our Conversation-

Me: Hello .

Jacob: Hey chica.! Wassup .??

Me: He hit me again...

Jacob: QUÉ! ¿POR QUÉ? ¿QUÉ PASÓ?! (WHAT.! WHY?! WHAT HAPPENED.?!)

Me: Shh shh , I can’t tell you over the phone. ¿Está en casa ahora mismo? (Are you at home right now.?) (Struggling to fight back tears)

Jacob: Si , Please get out of that house, I’ll be on my porch kay.?

Me: Okay. I’m leaving now.

Jacob: Alright, Bye

Me: Bye.

-End of Conversation-

Since my room was on the bottom floor of our house, I left out my window. I was not going to risk going out the front door. Jacob lived a few houses down so I walked to his house. When I got there Jacob was sitting on the porch like he said he would be. As soon as I got under the porch light he jumped up and began examining the area where I was hit. I didn't look at my face at home so I wasn’t aware of the damage. He opened his front door and we went in. His mother must have been asleep since it was about midnight. We went into his room and I sat on the chair in the corner of his room and he sat on his bed. We may be good friends but I know Ms.Teresa’s rules. He already wasn’t not allowed to have girls in his room when she wasn’t there. We sat in silence for a good 5 minutes before we said anything. I broke the silence with the sound of my crying. I was trying so hard not to cry but all the built up emotion just came out. Jacob got up and pulled me out of the chair and into a hug. At that point I was crying very hard making very little noise. We sat on the floor and I explained to him what happened.