My day was going pretty normal. By normal I mean shit. I was frustrated about Angie's breakup with me, which happened a month ago but it still hurt. I can't just wipe the memories of him from my mind. How he hugged me and made me feel so, so safe. But now when I'm suffering, Angie's gone like a unicorn into the rainbow. I was so mad that he could just leave me and then just avoid me so casually.
But this time it's worse. He's with my frenemy. Katye. Kuminova. The only reason she's my frenemy is because she hangs out with my friend group: Mario, Derrick. AND NOW SHE'S GOT ANGIE. I never knew I could be this petty or jealous in my life but I can't handle seeing them so happy in each other's company.
Just like how I was forced to watch them chatting by the lockers as I got my Henry VIII book. I felt my soul grow bitter as I saw them laughing. Somehow I had the emotional strength to walk past them and mutter a strained 'hey'. Katye blew me a kiss that reeked of malicious intent as Angie just looked guilty as if he committed a felony (which in my opinion he did).
I let out a huff of annoyance and I plopped down on my seat as the teacher began to ramble on about Henry's six wives. I tried to focus but my mind kept bringing me back to the unpleasant memory of the past few months.
"You seem down, Sanchez." Mark stated curiously.
"Mark. I will chop your balls off. If you don't leave me alone. Now."
"Geez you don't gotta take it out on me that your boyfriend broke up on you. It was bound to happen-"
I punched him in the eye. He winced loudly as I grabbed a chunk of his hair and yanked him inches away from my face. "Mark I swear to god-"
"DANIELA. SANCHEZ. OUT OF MY CLASSROOM. NOW." My history teacher screeched loudly. Furiously, I stood up and slammed my chair under my desk as I swung my bag onto my shoulder. I ambled out the classroom and to the principal's office.
The next thing was a blur due to how made I was and the next thing I remember was me eating my dad's flabbergasting spectacular enchiladas as I bawled in my room. My mom entered the room and comforted me.
"My life is over, Mama!" I sobbed into her shoulder.
"Honey, this period in your life will soon be over." My mom stroked my hair. "Plus you should be ecstatic! Your quinceanera is coming in a week! Aren't you excited?-"
"HOW CAN I BE FEELING GOOD WHEN ANGIE HAS BEEN ALL OVER FUCKING KATYE!" I blurted out angrily. My mom just stared at me blankly.
"Sweetie, I know your going through a lot but you need to think. If a boy doesn't want you, then forget him!"
"I'm so sorry mama.." I sobbed. "I'm so useless.."
"You are not useless! You are my brave, amazing baby." My mom comforted me. "Should I get ice-cream?"
"Y-yeah.." I sniffled. As she exited the room, I heard someone throw pebbles against my window. I yelped. I gazed at the window confused. I cautiously went up to my windowsill and swung it open. And I saw Angie. He was holding a few flowers in his hand as he looked up at me.
Why was this motherfucker at my window? After all the pain he created? I clambered down my wall and hopped onto the ground.
"Daniela-"
I slapped him.
"Why the fuck are you here? I don't want your bullshit!" I yelled at him.
"Daniela I need to talk to you." He said in a demanding tone, rubbing the cheek where I hit him.
"Well you can shove it up your ass because I don't want your apologies." I hissed. "First you break up with me and now you show up at my house. How do you even know where my house is?! I live in the middle of the goddamn forest. Now go away!"
