【Chapter 15】

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He? He's gone

🪀𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥🪀

ᴊᴜɴᴇ 1ꜱᴛ 2021

It's been a year since I met Marcelo and since he gave me the flowers for my birthday, this year he gave me a book called "Un cuento perfecto".  Yesterday I received a message from him and it said "Today at 11:15 see you in the schoolyard". And I hope it's already to be his partner, I've been wanting it since I met him.

"Valentina, Valentina ven un momento y escuchame porfavor es muy importante" Suddenly I heard Julian's voice and then he grabbed my shoulders and led me to an empty classroom.

"No vas a creer lo que hemos descubierto"Sofia told me as soon as Julian and I got to the classroom.

"Marcelo en realidad no quiere nada contigo, es todo un montaje" Julian told me, standing next to Sofia.

"¿A que te refieres con eso? Y explicarlo bien" I said while placing my hand near my chest, and Sofia and Julian may have been good at analyzing the whole Marcelo and me thing, but sometimes when they have to explain something to you, it's strange to understand them at first.

"Es todo un plan entre el y Andrea para "convertirte" en hetero" Sofia said and this was the moment where I did not let myself be blinded by my love for him and I began to remember some things. I think that now everything fits me, when she used to send me messages it was usually when she finished doing something, making me feel watched and even Alicia told me that sometimes she felt like they were watching me, Andrea was the observer and Marcelo was the one who acted, I can't believe that she wanted to be the girlfriend of that cretin

"Hijo de la gran chingada" I said while hitting the table that was closest to me and it was here when my friends added another piece of information about everything that was happening. "And that's not all, they've been a couple since Marcelo was still in the capital" With that I decided that it was enough, I thanked my friends for telling me, now I will deal with this alone when the time comes, which in fact would be soon

11:15ᴀᴍ

The moment arrived when supposedly Marcelo would have to say something to me, but he will save his false words, because who is going to say something to someone, it will be me to him. I was not waiting for him as I had imagined a few hours ago, but I was in the yard as if it were another normal day, but this time without Julian or Sofia. When at one point I heard his voice behind me, and Andrea could be seen out of the corner of my eye, I think it's her job to spy on people who don't fit in with others, and if she doesn't, they should pay for it, maybe she can go to Italy as she wants so much.

"Oye se supone que no deberia ser recibido de esta manera" He said with a very noticeable annoyance due to his tone of voice, so I turned around and answered him. "Y se supone que si una persona esta enamorada de alguien, no seria abase de hacer que "se le vaya lo lesbiana" y mucho menos mandar a su verdadera novia a espiar a la "lencha" ". At that moment, Marcelo felt trapped, poor man, he thought that his plan (which he also did with his girlfriend) would work. Obviously I did not answer him in the same tone of voice that he had, I was not going to lower myself to the level of a single-neuronal human being. 

"Habras aprendido mucho de mi este ultimo año, ¿no es asi Andrea?" I turned my head to look at her, I don't know what was wrong with her, but she ran from where she was to come towards me and slap me, Julian and his sister, seeing that, took her away from me, I decided to go to the bathroom to clear my mind, it was the right thing to do. better than i could do. But it was difficult since there was a big crowd after the previous event of the slap, but suddenly I heard some words from a very familiar voice. "Si, pero tienes que admitir que si te quite lo lencha" When Marcelo uttered those words, my body reacted in this way: push him against the ground, it might seem a little immature but I had the need to do it, overall I think I already got into trouble. I got to the bathroom, I began to read the book that I had brought to class today (before, I decided to go to class) to clear my head, that is, after having washed my face.

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