The Truth Behind The Womanizer

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❝ I'm sorry that I hurt you. ❞
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Pedri's POV
The moment I feel Lucía's lips on mine, I immediately push her away. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" I shout at her. She starts to smile, which only makes me angrier. "Pepi," she begins.

"NOTHING PEPI. SHUT UP," I snapped, my tone edged with a sharpness she clearly underestimated.

Anger surged through me like a wildfire. The audacity! My fists clenched involuntarily as frustration and disbelief boiled within me. Lucía, oblivious to the storm she'd unleashed, seemed to brush it off as a casual gesture.

She chuckled, interpreting my reaction as a mere display of jealousy. "Relax, Pepi. It's just a kiss. We're having fun."

I took a deep breath, trying to rein in my temper. This wasn't just about a kiss. It was about boundaries, respect, and the blatant disregard for the turmoil I was already going through. Did she not understand anything I said about Sofia? Did she not see how shocked I was when the brunette stood before me and how much panic I felt when she walked away? "Fun? This isn't fun. You can't just do whatever you want without considering how it affects others."

Lucía's nonchalant demeanor only fueled my anger. She failed to grasp the gravity of the situation, and that ignorance infuriated me even more. "Pepi, don't be such a buzzkill. It's a party!"

The condescending tone in her voice heightened my frustration. "This isn't just a party for me, Lucía. I've got enough on my plate, and I don't need your drama adding to it." A few people near us glance over.

Her eyes widened, finally sensing the intensity of my displeasure. "Oh, come on, Pepi. It's not that serious. We're just having a good time."

The dismissiveness in her words pushed me over the edge. "You have no idea, Lucía. This is serious, and you're not helping. Excuse me." I turned away, needing to distance myself before I said or did something I might regret.

As I walked away from the chaotic scene, anger coursed through my veins, mingled with a sense of frustration and betrayal. Lucía's ignorance of the storm she'd created left me questioning the choices that led me to this tumultuous moment.

Alright. First, I need to find Sofia. She's been gone for too long, and I'm worried. I walk through the club, scanning the crowd, but she's nowhere in sight.

"Pedri!" I hear a voice behind me. I turn around, and Ferran, Indigo, Gavi, and Kiki stand behind me with panic in their eyes. "Have you seen Sofia?" I ask. Gavi shakes his head. "We were about to ask you the same."

"She can't just be gone, right? Isn't she in the restrooms? That's where she went," I say, and panic begins to set in. Kiki shakes her head wildly. "No. I just came from there, and she's not there anymore," she says in a panic. "I should've followed her right away."

"I ran into her when she left the restrooms. She was very upset and had been crying. She said she wanted to go home, but I thought she'd go with Indigo and Kiki," Gavi says.

I look around and sigh deeply. My anger from before gives way to concern. It's not safe for a girl to walk alone at night, especially not in the neighborhood where Sofia lives.

"What's wrong with you, by the way? You seem very frustrated," Ferran remarks. "Lucía kissed me," I sigh. "Excuse me!" Indigo exclaims, and I get a slap in the face.

"Indi! Behave yourself," Ferran says irritably, grabbing his niece's arms. I rub my face for a moment and immediately feel the warmth. "I deserved that."

"What's going on with Lucía now?" Kiki asks. I shrug. "I pushed her away, and I got angry. I didn't want to kiss her at all. I can't stop thinking about Sofia all day," I say desperately.