Hello, My Name Is...Beautiful

Shouldn't have believed:Chapter 9

Love makes you hold onto something, you shouldn't.

Previous chapter cliff hanger:

"You can't rebuild something that can't be fixed." The voice taunted.

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[Jennifer's POV]

I couldn't stay there. Why would I? Why would I ever stay with that dumbass of a Hector? I can't stand when people lie to me and especially him. Why would he do this to me? Isn't he supposed to know that I care deeply for my mother and that she's the one that I only have? For all I care, he can forget about me.

As I walked down to the path of my house in this very long day of a weekday, I see my house. "What happened here?" I sighed as I see the shattered windows and the open door.

As I walk in, I see everything destroyed. The couches, the TV, everything!

"Did someone rob us?" I mumbled.

I kept walking. I heard clashing and thumping’s onto the kitchen floor a few feet away from me.

I walked in and saw my crazy mother. The mother that pushed me down and who had returned was behind the counter looking into the tan cabinets under  the sink.

"Get the fuck out!!!" She screamed as she lifted up her head from the cabinets.

"What?" I answered stunned as I come closer. "Mom, are you alright?"

"I told you not to leave out of the house."

"Ma, but all I did was to stay over at Hector's house." I pleaded. "What happened here?"

Instantly, I watched her rush over to me. I felt a huge pain coming down on my wrist.  "What did you do?"

"Do what mom?" I pleaded trying to get out of the massive pain of the hold.

She looked at me with narrow eyes, and then I understood what she meant.

"Mom, no. It will never happen!"

"Why couldn't it happen, you guys knew each other if ever since you were five."

"Mom, it doesn't mean-"

I stumbled over on my words as I felt the hand across my left, light skin cheek. I felt my blood  coming down like a hot bath running in water with the steam soaking up the curtains. I couldn't look at her it was just hard to believe. My mother, the only person I loved, slapped me. I fidgeted , again. Though, this time she actually let go.

"Go to your room." She demanded.

"Do I even have a room!" I shouted.

"Go." She demanded again.

I turned around not wanting to feel the sense of body heat, again. As I walked through the broken pieces of glass and cotton balls on the floor and into a clean, beige hallway that made my trail in order for me to go to my dark, cold room I wondered about Hector. Why am I thinking about him?!

I was tired and weak to the bones. I was too lazy to take a shower, but I felt that I should take the pain away, but somehow I noticed I couldn't took it away because this was my hell. I climbed onto my clean, cold bed and laid down staring at the ceiling wondering.

"Where are you now?" I sighed.

(Hector's POV)

"Ugh, Jennifer" I sighed as I rolled over scrunching up the sheets over me feeling a bit of drool on the pillow. As I turned over having an urge to go on the other side, I felt a body. I shot my eyes open.

"Who's this?" I mumbled as I reached for the white covers that covered a body.I pull the sheets back from the covering face.

"What the fuck!" I shouted in a whisper. "This is not what I wanted."

I rubb my eyes and got up from my bed going to the bathroom. As I got in, I scuffled into the mirror seeing my Dark brown, curly hair in a mess. "What happened?” I breathed. I slapped myself. "Bitch, what the hell happened?"

I turned on the sink letting the hot water and cold water mix in."I can't go to school, today even if it's Friday." I told myself as I splashed the water in my face. I decided to leave that whore with my puzzled memory. As I got dressed and put a fresh white t-shirt and Levi jeans with some black converse, I headed out to the kitchen. "Okay, now what the hell did I do?!" I shouted as I see bottles everywhere. What did I do?

I left the mess there confused if my mom knew about this. As I headed out, I see my blue Honda and slid in the passenger seat. She can get her own ride.

What else made me think was what name did I say?! Something in me told me that I was screaming someone's name, but who was it? Was it Caroline’s? Yea, it was Caroline, I bet because I love her, but why do I see this as a mistake?!As I pull in an empty spot in the school's parking lot I see Jennifer.

Jennifer! Then it hit me. Why'd she go and where?!

I climbed out with my book bag hunched over me and chased her down. "Hey." I called.

She kept walking and sighed. "Hey, I’m talking to you!"

"Why is that exactly?" She answered.

"Love makes you hold onto something, you shouldn't."

"Are you saying you love me?" She stopped and whispered, but didn't turn around.

"Yes, I mean no-" I stuttered.

"Of course," She answered and kept walking.

"But, I meant as a friend!"

"Eventually, friends fall for each other." She called.

"Can you just wait!" I called back.

"Did I hear that you love her?" A snob voice said behind me as I felt warm hands covering my eyes, seeing nothing, but pitch black. "Because I know for a fact what we did last night was-"

"Nothing happened!" I shouted taking her hands off of me.

"Of course it did, you called my name!" She whispered and then her voice got higher. "When we did it!"

A group circled around coming quick and some guy gave me pat on the shoulder and said, "Good work, man."

"What the fuck?" I answered walking away heading towards the school feeling pissed knowing that it's exactly what I wanted, but not what I believed in. As I walked down the hallways everyone had a mixed expression. "What wrong with people?!"

As I walked, I heard footsteps and then it stopped dead end around my locker.

"Hey you heard that Hector and Caroline got together?!" One voice said.

"Oh, you know what I heard?' The second guy tested as if he had something brillant coming out.

"What?" The first guy answered.

"I heard Hector slapped Jennifer in the face because she was jealous that he didn't pick her."

"What is there to pick?" The first guy joked.

"Haha, I know right."He answered.

What is there to pick? What the fuck and what happened why did she get slapped?! My mind was going crazy. I told Jennifer she shouldn't have gone to her house with her crazy mother, but I guess she's stubborn as a mule that would never listen and now this happens?!

As I close my locker and see "my picks" on one side on the other, I feel as if something was going to go down. As I stared at Jennifer with her books close to her as always. Her hair was in a pony tail while....her face! Her face was badly bruised. As I stare at her coming closer to me, I was ready to smell in her scent.

"Get this clear, bitch. I was his first choice and always will be!" A voice threatened then I heard a crash onto the lockers. I stared trying to run, but somehow how I couldn't go forth.