14. YOUR SUCH A FUCKING DICK

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PEDRIS POV-

i come into the hopuse and take off my shoes

i look around but i dont see amoras shoes on the floor 

hmm? she said she was coming home?

she was also rlly stressed when she came home

i rush upstairs looking for clues but her stuffs all gone?

what the fuck

i lay on her bed thinking 

did i see anything when she was at the game?

jude and jobe left for the game i sais bye to them and then i rushed into the changing rooms and then into my closet after that i got out and she had red ayes as if she was.

crying

shit pedri htf are you this dumb

you got worser thing to wrry about 

why was she crying

why was she in gavis closet

fvck!

i call gavi angrily

PABLOS POV

i storm out of the room leaving her there

i take a shower and think about what just happened

i order a taxi and rush out getting wierd and confused looks from the team

as i get into the taxi i realise what i have done

fuck i called her a slut

PABLO TF WAS WRONG WITH YOU.

YOU HAD ONE FUCKING CHANCE AND THAT CHANCE YOU FUCKING MESSED IT UP!

YOUR SUCH A FUCKING DICK

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as i open the door to my room 

i call amora a thousand times but she dosent answer

i lay down in my bed thinking about what i did and regret everything until i get a call from pedri

i answer it and a mad pedri appears on my screen

"THE FUCL DID YOU DO PABLO!" pedri svcream

"I-I REGRET EVERYTHING PEDRI I CALLED HER A SLUT IM A BAD BEST FRIEND IM A BAD BROTHER IM A BAD SON IM A FUCKING SLUT NOT HER ME I LEFT A FUCKING BRUISE ON HER PEDRI I-I" i start to cry

"PABLO SHE GACVE YOU ONE FUCLING CHANCE THET YOU MESSED UP WTF PABLO!" He answers angrily

he ends the call and i sit back crying my eyeballs out

AMORAS POV

i wake up to pedri calling me

i didnt want to call anyone but hes brother i love him to much

"hola amora are ypu okay Pablo told me everything" e says stressed

"no pedri im not im not fucking okay he put scars on me not just physically but menatlly i have a bruise on my fucking wrist right were dad used t put his ciggerate out" i start crying

"amora calm down ive go you"

i weakly smile at him

he smile sback and we end up talking for a few hours

i end the call and fall asleep 

ik this is a short chapter but i dont rlly feel like writing today anyway ily!

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