TRIXIE'S POV:
"When did she leave Jersey?"
I pulled Hendrix's hoodie over my head as he got into bed shirtless. I shrugged, trying to remember so I could give him an accurate answer but my mind was cloudy from all the crying.
"Like 6 hours ago, I guess"
I got into bed next to him, my head on his chest as he sat up against the headboard. He opened his nightstand drawer, taking out a remote control.
"We can go out tomorrow and find her if you want" he said, turning on the TV. I sighed and shook my head, pulling the covers up to my face as he played with my hair.
"I don't care where she is" I lied "I just want her to know how much she's hurting me by pushing me away like this. It just makes me push Dad away, the whole situation is so fucking stupid". I took a breath, watching him flick through the sports channels.
"They're your parents, baby. The situation will always be stupid"
I felt my lips curving upwards as he put the Lakers game on, causing me to look at him in annoyance. "I wanna sleep, Hendrix"
"Nah, I don't think so" he said "Kuzman is making an appearance tonight so we're watching this game whether you like it or not". I rolled my eyes at him, putting my head on the pillow instead of his chest and sleeping with my back towards him.
"Oh my god, fiiine"
I heard the TV switch off and the covers shuffle a little. The lights went out and I felt his muscular arms around my waist, pulling me towards him. I turned around, staying in his arms as I stared into his eyes. The orange ray of light from the streetlights shone in and reflected off his face.
"I love you" I whispered, gently caressing his cheek with the back of my hand.
"I love you, wifey"
He placed a hand behind my neck, pulling my face closer and leaving a kiss on my forehead. His lips were soft against my forehead, the heat between our bodies leaving me content. I closed my eyes for the little moment but it was swiftly ruined by my phone going off.
"It's Mom" I said, quickly sitting up and holding my phone in both hands. Hendrix sat up too, turning the lights on and keeping a hand on my back as he nodded at me to answer it.
"Trixie? Can you hear me?"
I heard her voice going through the phone before I'd even raised it to my ear. I took a shaky breath as I thought of what to say.
"Hi Mom" I said, looking straight ahead at the door. I felt a slight rush of adrenaline going through me as I spoke to her. It was 1am. Neither of us should've been awake. But in a sense, it felt as if we had been waiting for this call to happen.
"How are you-"
"Save it" I interrupted "what made you remember the fact that you had a daughter?"
"Trixie I've been busy-"
"Doing what, Mom? What could be more important than calling me and letting me know you're alright? Cause the last time I checked, I'm your daughter. Or did you forget about that amidst all the fucking arguing between you and Dad?"
If there was one thing I'd gotten from Mom? Her attitude.
"Watch your mouth, Trixie Polibio" her tone was serious, setting a small amount of fear in me. After all, she was still my Mom. And the use of my government name had silenced me completely.
"I know you're upset that I haven't called, I know that. And I know you're growing tired of all the arguing but so am I, Trixie. I decided to get away for a couple days before your Dad drove me clinically insane"
"How can you just leave and not even tell me? Do you even care about me at all?"
"Trixie don't ever ask me that question again, that's the stupidest fucking thing you've ever said. How can I not care about you? You're my daughter for God's sake"
"Exactly!" I said loudly, becoming annoyed "but lately you haven't been acting like the world's greatest Mom! You're not a teenager anymore that you can just run away when shit gets real. You chose to be a Mom, so start acting like it"
"Trixie calm down-"
"No, don't tell me to calm down because I know you saw this coming" I said, feeling Hendrix's hand gliding across my back to try calm me down "you need to understand that every time you and Dad argue, it hurts me"
"I hate the position you both put me in where I have to choose between you both" I said "right now I hate both of you"
There was a silence on her end. I heard her sniff quietly, had I made her cry? Guilt instantly set in me but so did relief. It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders at her expense.
"Goodnight, Mom"
I ended the call, staring down at the screen. Hendrix gently took my phone out of my hands, placing it on the nightstand. He turned back to me, holding my chin to make me face him.
"I've never been prouder of you, Trixie Rosario"
I felt butterflies swarm my stomach as he placed his last name in front of my first. Before either of us could say anything else, I leaned forward and let our lips meet. He placed his hand around my neck, slowly pushing me down into the pillows without breaking the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he deepened the kiss, smiling against my lips.
"It's almost 2am, we should sleep" I whispered, pulling away when he broke the kiss. He kept his arms around my waist, his head on my chest as he closed his eyes.
"Fine, as long as we can stay like this"
MATTIA'S POV:
I sunk to the ground, holding the small box in my hand.
I looked at the messages on my phone, she'd left me on read. No matter how many times I tried to get through to her, I was always left on read. My eyes made it difficult to see since they were sore from all the nights I'd pathetically cried myself to sleep over something I'd caused.
I took a deep breath, turning my phone off and placing it on the floor. I felt my chest becoming heavy as I looked at the tablets in my hand. Six, white tablets. It was never the way I'd imagined I'd go. But Trixie and Liv were my only sources of happiness.
Without them, I had nothing to live for.
