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"Ow!" I yelp as my head bangs under the table of my vanity, trying to find the necklace that Elena gave me for my fifteenth birthday

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"Ow!" I yelp as my head bangs under the table of my vanity, trying to find the necklace that Elena gave me for my fifteenth birthday. "Fuck," I grumble, crawling out from under and rubbing the back of my head.

I remember putting it on top of my vanity and now it's gone and I'm sad because it's really special to me especially since Elena gave it to me. It's a gold chain with a pendant of La Virgen de Guadalupe.

"Mija, are you alright?" Elena's soft voice comes from outside my door as she lightly knocks on it.

"Yeah, I just bumped my head," I let out a frustrated sigh, my eyes scanning around my room wondering where the necklace might be.

She opens the door and quickly makes her way towards me once she sees me kneeling on the floor. It has to be around here somewhere. I'm not careless when it comes to jewelry, especially jewelry that has sentimental value.

"Are you looking for something?" She asks before leaning down to place a kiss on the spot where I bumped my head.

"The necklace you gave me for my fifteenth birthday...I can't find it," I quietly admit, a frown begins to form on my lips. I don't want her to think that I don't care for it when I do. I will always remember the morning she came into my room and woke me up with a vanilla strawberry cupcake that had a white candle on the top. And the necklace was in a small box that was wrapped with beautiful floral wrapping paper.

Both in her hands, as she sang Las Mañanitas to me. Which she has been doing since I was a baby. I'll never forget the emotion in her eyes, the happiness and the warmth in them as she gave me the necklace. It was important to her which made it more important to me. Which is why I need to find that necklace.

"Don't be sad, pequeña león. I'm sure it's around here somewhere," she says, caressing my head while looking around my room. (Little lion)

I nod, agreeing with her and taking a deep breath as a small silence falls between us. I want to ask her about what I saw yesterday but honestly I'm scared. She always gives me short and rehearsed responses when I ask her about my mother.

But I want to ask her about my father and Ivan.

What happened between them?

"I'm so glad nothing happened to you, Lina," she exhales in relief, like she's been waiting all day to tell that, she immediately wraps her arms around me, squeezing me tightly. I put my hands on her arm, caressing her in a reassuring manner as I lean my head on her chest. "I don't even want to imagine what could have happened," she rasps out, placing another kiss on my head.

"I'm fine, Elena, nothing happened to me and nothing will happen to me," I soothe her, trying to reassure her and myself. If I show her that I am worried then she will worry. And if I think Ivan is bad when he is worried, Elena is worse.

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