"This isn't funny Mak!" Whispered a certain Spanish singer through gritted teeth. She removed her glare from her friend to the screen in front of her, reading the shopping list.
"Now come on, let's leave this aisle before a fan spots us." Said Olivia as she nugded the dark skinned girl forward.
"Ok, ok I'm moving. But seriously Elle it's still not here?" Questioned Makhyli as she pushed the trolley.
Elena sighed. She really hoped that her fears wouldn't be confirmed.
"No. And it's honestly stressing me out. Like I can't deal with this right now, with tour rehearsals and preparing my next releases it wouldn't be ideal." The Spanish girl was losing sleep over the situation, which was out of her control.
"Maybe that's why it hasn't arrived. You know stress is a big factor on your health, in general." Suggested Olivia.
"And I know just the thing to cheer you up. Ice cream and hair dye!" Exclaimed Makhyli.
"Yes to the ice cream but pause it on the dye, Anais will kill me if I change my hair colour again. It will mess up all of my planned outfits." The colorful girl nodded as she opened the refrigerator to grab multiple pints of ice cream.
"You got everything?" Asked Olivia as she looked at the list over her cousins shoulder.
"Almost, I'll get the last thing and you guys can go ahead and pay." She said as she handed them one of her cards.
Rushing to the aisle she'd avoided she looked around before taking what she needed and heading to the self checkout.
It was going to be a long night.
22:40
Mariella Sainz-Rodrigo was a very talkative woman, but for once in her life she was completely speechless. Her daughter had just told her something that was life changing.
"Mama, please say something." The brunette cried as she looked at her mother from where she sat. They were currently locked in Elena's bathroom, the older woman having arrived that morning to travel to Texas with her daughter the next day.
"What do you want me to say Elena? I don't know what I can say to make this better."
"Just tell me that everything will be alright. I just need to know that you are not mad at me." Elena said with teary eyes.
"Oh mija. I'd rather die than let anything bad happen to you. And I'm not mad at all, trust me I've done way worse than you. And I'll be right with you through it all." Mariella quickly pulled her into a hug.
She promised to herself, a long time ago, that she would be the parent that she wished she had growing up. And accepting this was part of it.
𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
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