Flaritza// Writings on the wall

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Flaca stopped while looking down at the ground. "Hey it's okay, I work here" she said while lifting her head up. Before her was the most gorgeous girl she had ever laid her eyes on. She took in all of her features from head to toe until she heard the girl clearing her throat. Shit. She totally got caught checking her out. "I've never seen you before?" She said questioning while crossing her arms. "I'm new here, my name is Marisol. I started working here a week ago." She cringed at having to say her real name it made her feel all old and shit. She usually just went by her nickname, but at work, you can't. "I'm Maritza" the other girl said. "Yeah, I could see it on your name plate" of course. She mentally face palmed herself. Anyways "I just came to get my charger. I left it in there" Maritza nodded and walked away. She grabbed her charger that had fallen off the table and couldn't help but look in the stall. Someone wrote back ! "Hello" it said. She immediately grabbed her sharpie "I didn't think someone would actually reply wow" she quickly scribbled. After that she went out of the stall and waved goodbye to Maritza a little embarrassed still. After the girl left Maritza smiled a little to herself. Marisol. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Maritza had always found women attractive, she'd never done anything tho. "I ain't one of those lezzies " she thought. The girl had always considered herself straight. She was definitely straight. Right ? Right. And so she tried to shake it off like it was nothing. But it wasn't nothing, for the rest of the day the girl thought about Marisol and about their encounter. It was small but it was something. The way she looked at her just made her feel a certain way she couldn't describe. Her mind wondering if Marisol was also thinking about her.

On the walk to her car she walked past an alley where 2 people were, by the looks of it, hooking up. "Gross" she said. "Fuck Ian" she heard and once she got a second look. "La madre que te parió !" Flaca whisper yelled. She grabbed her phone and took a picture of them. Her heart shattered, that's why he had been so "busy" the last couple of months and always "out of town" she fought back tears and continued to walk to her car. Once she arrived home she immediately took a shower and cried. "Fucking asshole" she said inbetween sobs. Her shower lasted over an hour and once she finally got out she decided to text him. "When will you be in town again ?" After 15 minutes she got a response. "I don't know, could be a few months" she gritted her teeth. *attachment 1 image* "I want your stuff out by tomorrow you lying fuck, don't ever fucking talk to me again." And with that she shut off her phone. "I need a drink" Flaca wasn't much of a drinker, but this was too much. Without thinking she grabbed her keys and went to the closest bar which was also where she worked. She parked her car and started walking towards the bar when she saw Maritza still working. She totally forgot.
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End of chapter two
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A little short this time but otherwise it would've been really long so I decided it would've been better as 2 different chapters.