Memories

Susanna Martinez

"What the hell are you doing Felix?" I said as I felt my throat close up.

There he stood, Taylor inches away from his lips. Hell, probably not even inches, centimeters. He walked over closer to me, grinning. Why the fuck was he grinning? Was the way the tears swelled in my eyes fucking funny? I was angry, more angry than sad. More hurt than anything, but I don't get why. We only kissed. Once. Did that kiss mean nothing to him? Did him opening up to me mean nothing? I guess that's what I get for thinking I had a shot with a "bad boy". I saw Felix's mouth open, I readied myself for whatever excuse he was about to give me, but still nothing could've prepared me for the words that escaped his mouth.

"Susanna, I'm here for a good time, not a long time!" Is all he replied.

I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. An intense sharp pain stabbed me in my chest, and the pain moved its way up to my throat, causing a lump to form. I couldn't get out any more words, and my vision was starting to get blurry. I just felt myself being overtaken by anger. I stepped closer to Felix and slapped him. "Ooh!'s" filled the room as I stormed out of the house. I saw my friends turn and look at me with shocked and concerned faces as I walked out.

"Susanna— Wait!" I could hear from the crowd, guessing it was one of my friends. Instead of turning, I walked out the house. I didn't want to hear anything they had to say. I should've known better. All the stories, rumors, anything related to Felix, they were all terrible. Who do I think I am trying to fix him? Just because I knew him a little longer meant nothing. Well, to him.

I felt the night's breeze hit my tear-filled face, which I quickly wiped off. I slammed the door and took a seat on the staircase of the porch, my hair gently moving with the wind. I sniffled, Felix running through my mind. My stupidity running through my mind. How could I be so dumb? This is nothing like me. I always know what's good for me, so why don't I now? I shook my head, trying to get everything out my head. I leaned my head down into the palm of my hand, quietly sobbing to myself.

That was, until the door creaked open, footsteps slowly walking towards me. The silence between me and whoever was there was loud. I could feel the person towering over me, watching me sob. I couldn't help but speak up, not wanting anybody to bother me, especially when I'm like this.

"What?" I speak up, my voice trembling.

"You good?" The other voice spoke, but nothing what I've heard of.

It was clearly a guy, and not one I was familiar with. But that didn't matter, I was too angry to care. After everything Felix told me and how long I've known him.. Shit, he even has a picture of us framed from when we were little in his house.

I felt the silence grow just as loud as before when I realized I was too busy thinking about Felix, I kept my head down but spoke once again. "Obviously not." I said in a harsher tone, quickly regretting that. He was just checking up on me after all.

"Sorry.." I quickly added, softening my voice.

"Don't worry. I've been in your shoes before." He said, slowly taking a seat beside me. I finally took my hand off my face, taking a small peek at the guy.

He had dark hair and tan skin, just like Felix, but his hair wasn't as curly, more on the straight side. He wore a hoodie and jeans, everything black. I wasn't sure who he was, but his presence was comforting.

"What? You slapped someone you aren't even dating for kissing someone else?" I said with a slight giggle, clearly being sarcastic. He looked over to me with a small smirk on his face.

"Not exactly like that.. But close. Just something between me and an ex." He replied, shrugging slightly. "But, that wasn't your ex back there?" He added on, giving me a slightly concerned look.

"I don't know what we are.. 'Were'. He kissed and opened up to me, just to go ahead and make out with some random girl at a party he invited me to." I stared at the dark road in front of us as I explained, trying not to overshare much. I cross my arms, my throat sore from the 'angry crying' I did.

I could hear him turn his body and grab something, the sound of plastic ruffling. "Here." He said, handing me a bottle of water. I took the water bottle and opened it, taking a small sip out of it. I put down between us, still looking out to the street.

"Thanks." I replied, my voice sounding less dry than before. I looked over to him and gave him a small smile, him smiling back.

"Fuck him." He said as he slightly leaned back, using the palm of his hands for support. I looked at him, almost admiring him. "Yeah, fuck him." I agreed, both of us laughing together.

"Never asked for your name.. Who are you?" He asked in a teasing undertone as he looked over to me.

"Susanna. And you are?" I replied, looking back at him with my still, slightly blurred vision.

"Samuel, but just call me Sam. We seem to be on that level already." He said with a chuckle, both of us giggling together.

                                  Felix De la Rosa

"Ye-ouch." I said softly as I rubbed my cheek. It burned from Susanna's slap. Why was she even mad at me? It's not like I asked her to be my girlfriend or anything. Plus, I'm just having fun man.

"Bro what the fuck was that?" Edward asked, seeming mad.

"I don't know I guess she got mad 'cuz I was frenching Taylor" I replied, hand still on my cheek.  I turned around and Taylor was no longer behind me. Damn.

"Did you ask her to date you or something? Why'd she get so mad?" Luis questioned.

"Nah I just kissed her one time and now she think I'm all hers? She's gotta try harder." I said, chuckling, but no one else laughed.

"Alright man, I want you to get out. I don't want no drama in my house this was just supposed to be some chill party, not a place for girls to fight over you." Edward said sternly.

"Huh? You serious bro?" I asked, eyebrows raised.

"Yes man, now get out!" He said, opening the door for me.

Jaiden and Luis didn't protest. I didn't either. I was kinda glad I was being kicked out, getting bitch-slapped in front of everyone from school was fucking embarrassing. I walked out the door and Edward slammed it shut behind me. I pulled out my car keys from my pocket and opened my car door. I sat down in the drivers seat and put my head back. Fuck. What was I doing? I had kissed Susanna and been hella flirty with her for a while. I get why she'd be mad at me. It was just embarrassing I was finally getting called out on my shit. What made me want to make out with Taylor right then and there? My precious ego that only gets inflated by each pair of panties a girl throws at me? I ran my fingers through my curls, playing with them as a feeling of both embarrassment and regret washed over me. I had to apologize to Susanna, it was wrong of me to go and hurt her like that. I pulled out my phone and pressed her contact. Would she even answer me if I called her? She's probably too mad to answer me. Should I show up at her house? No, she'd probably think I'm psycho. Can I just go up to her at school? She'll probably just bitch slap me in front of everyone again.

Fuck man what do I do?!

I groaned as I placed my hands on the wheel, starting up the car's engine. I drove out of Edward's driveway and made my way towards my house. I'm pretty sure I didnt stop at a couple of signs, but I just wanted to get home and sleep, I was feeling shitty. Suddenly, lights started blinding me. Flashing red and blue lights coming from behind me. Fuck, should I pull over? I'll probably get in more trouble if I don't. I pulled over to the side of the road and a cop car parked behind me. A tall uniformed man walked out and over to my car. As he approached, I rolled down my window, wincing.

"Hello officer." I muttered out.

"Hey son. Know why I pulled you over?" The man replied.

"Uh...I didnt stop at a few stop signs?" I asked hesitantly.

"That and all the red lights you've ran. And matter of fact...." He trailed off.

"Your breath reeks of alcohol. You drunk, boy?" The officer asked me.

Not wanting to lie to the law, I muttered out,
"A bit."

"Please step out of the car, son." The officer commanded.

Fuck.