Hey everyone! So just to let you all know, i've decided to start writing this book as a story instead of script form.
Tini POV
I can't believe that my father has died.
Well, he was murdered. By that twat Peter. Urgh. Why can't he just go and die in a fucking ditch.
Jorge's words are still replaying in my head though . I still don't know what's going on with me. It was late when me and Jorge got back so i went straight to bed, carefully, trying not to wake Lodo up.
I laid down in bed and started sobbing again. Not even Jorge's words can help me now. I've lost everything special to me. I still have my friends, but one argument and they're gone. At least my father was always there for me.
My phone buzzed as it received a text. Who would text me at this hour? I turned around, my cheeks still wet and turned it on, the light burning my eyes. It was from Jorge. Oh yeah, he added himself to my phone...
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Night princess <3
I felt so happy and loved when he called me princess. I know, i know. So cheesy and sappy. But it's cute!
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Night stupid :)
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Ouch. I call you princess and you call me stupid? What has this fucked up world become?!
I started laughing at his texts. He made me forget about Peter and everything that happened to me. How? How does he do it?
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Haha, how can you be so energetic at this time at night bruh?
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
I'm always like this *inserts proud emoji that doesn't exist*
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Ya, sure buddy.
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Oooh, buddy. That's an improvement.
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Oh shut up shit head.
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Oh man, it's gone down again. Shit head. Really?
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Yes, yes really.
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Aaah, so princess, how are you doing?
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Meh, i'm doing alright. Not great but you can probably imagine.
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
All i can imagine is a pretty little girl, in her bed and laughing at my texts. Ooo and, imagining how sexy i am.
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Hah, wow, modest much? And yes, i am in bed.
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Seriously though, don't cry about it. What's happened has happened and there's no changing it. You have been strong before, now it's time to be even stronger. You have to move on from the past because you are a little caterpillar turning into a beautiful butterfly and ready to face the obstacles of life.
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Haha, thanks. But seriously? Caterpillars and butterflies?
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Hey, it's 12 at night. What do you expect?
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Hahaha, thank you though. I don't know how, but you make me forget about all my worries just by your texts.
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
That's just what the great Jorge is capable of babezz. Hakuna Matata. It's your problem free, philosophy, Hakuna Matata!!
From me to Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known):
Pahahaha, goodnight and don't call me babezz again.
From Jorge (sexiest, funniest guy anyone's ever known) to me:
Night princess. And one more thing. DO.NOT.CRY
Seriously. How? How does he do that? It's like he cures me. Just from texts. He must have some sort of magical power. Definitely.
------ TIMESKIP-----
It's been a couple of days since Jorge had said that he needed me an texted me. I don't know. Those words, they just kept playing in my head. I need to tell Lodo about this. She knows Jorge.
"Hey, Lodo can you come here?" I asked my voice shaking from the nerves.
"Sure, what's up?" She asked.
"Um, well, i need to tell you something but i don't know how..." I awkwardly said.
"Well! Tell me. I'm your BFF, you can tell me anything." She said, laying her hand on my shoulder.
"Ok, well, at the theme park, when you and Rugge were going around together, an incident happened." I said.
"What incident?" Lodo asked.
"Well, it's a little too soon for me to talk about it openly." I said embarrassingly and looked down to my feet.
"It's ok, tell me what happened." She asked.
"Ok, um, this guy from my past events showed up and started talking to me and stuff and making me upset and showed me a video of my dad being tortured and, and then the gunshot.." I repeated, my voice trembling. Tears flowing out of me. Why can't i control it?!
"Aw my little Tini. Come here!" She said, pulling me into a hug.
"Then, after all that, the guy left me and Jorge alone. So because i'm such a wimp, i fell to the floor and started crying and saying all this deep shit. But then, when i said to Jorge that no one needed me in this world anymore, he said that he needed me. I'm not sure if he like meant it or not though. And ever since then, those words just keep on playing in my head. What is happening to me Lodo?!?" I said, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her back and forth.
"Tini, Tiniiii!" She screamed, grabbing my attention, before taking my hands off her shoulders. "That my dear, is a sign that you and Jorge like each other!" she squealed with a huge grin on her face, jumping up and down in excitement.
"Come on Lodo, do you really think that Jorge likes me?" I scoffed.
"Of course you naana! I am a love guru" She, once again, squealed. "Jorge like Tini, Jorge liked Tini, Jorge likes Tini!" She chanted, while dancing.
Just then, the door creaked open and the worst possible person at that moment walked through the door, causing me and Lodo to freeze in our positions.
"Who likes Tini?" Jorge smirked.
"Y-" Lodo started.
"Nothing!" I quickly exclaimed, saving my butt.
"Oooo la laaa, who's Tini's secret admirer huh?" Jorge asked, raising his eyebrows curiously and cheekily.
"Do you have no idea?" Lodo asked, as i nudged her hard on the side of her stomach. "Ouch!"
"Um. Oops, it was an accident!" I said, oh so innocently.
"Uh huh, i'm gonna find out this secret admirer of yours." Jorge smirked, again raising his eyebrows in excitement.
Does he seriously not even have like a hint of jealousy in his voice. Lodo was wrong i guess. He doesn't like me...
"Yeah, um, yeah" i said with disappointment in my voice. Wow, did i seriously have to say it like that?!
"Wow you're so dumb." Lodo bluntly remarked to Jorge.
"Lodo!" I, again, nudged her in the stomach.
"What?!" Lodo asked innocently.
"Um, ok then. Wow. You guys are odd." Jorge said. "Shall we go?"
"Go where?" I asked.
"To go and get some breakfast of course!" Jorge said as if it was obvious.
"Ok, yeah let's go!" I exclaimed.
Man. That was such a fake voice i just put on. But i don't want Lodo to think i'm upset because then she'll feel sorry for me and i hate looking weak. I am a strong person on the outside, but so fragile on the inside. I really had a shred of hope that Jorge actually liked me. But i guess love won't knock on my door again. I'm just destined to live isolated in a small hamlet. Lodo's love guru instincts were wrong in this case...
Hey guyss! Thank you for reading this chapter. I'm sorry if i bored you, which i probably did :/ Hope you liked it though xD
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