Chapter 29

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{The next Day}
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Martina's pov
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~i haven't sleep this night. I have a baby, a baby inside of me. Jorges baby. He even doesn't know about it. But how could I explain this to him? I really thought that it was safe. What started as a lie. Began to be a horror story. I don't know how to tell this to my mother, My father, fran, Jorge and Peter.
He will break-up with me. And Jorge? How will he react on this?

Mechi:Martina?

Martina:Eh yes?

Mechi:Why is Jorge sleeping on the counch?

Martina:Stephie and Jorge broke up. So i said he could stay over here

Mechi:"Oh, Okay"

Martina:How was your date?

Mechi:Great

Martina:But who is he?

Mechi:I can't tell you yet, But don't you worry. He is such a cutie

Martina:Ah

*i look at the door, and realise that Jorge is watching us*

Martina:"Hey"

Jorge:Good morning

*he enters my room and sat down on my bed*

Mechi:Ah, shall I leave you two alone?

Martina:You don't have to

*she winked to me and left the room. I pinch myself in my arm. Nope I'm still awake. Everything is reality*

Jorge:Did you have some sleep?

Martina:Ehm. Not really no, You?

Jorge:Eh yes. I just deleted all the pictures of me and Steph..

Martina:It will be fine Jorge

*i grab his hand and kissed it*

Jorge:How do you know that? I wanted to marry her, having babies with her. And now I'm single again

Martina:You will become father

Jorge:Yeah right, When I'm fat and old

Martina:No .. no you really will

Jorge:No, I never will

Martina:No seriously Jorge

Jorge:Please Martina. Don't give me false hope

Martina:But Jorge I-

Jorge:I'm going tonight to an hotel okay?

Martina:You don't understand me Jorge. Let me expla-

Jorge:Okay?

Martina:But Jor-

Jorge:Nothing Jorge, No one ever want to make my dreams come true. Maybe I better should Move again to mexico

Martina:You can't

Jorge:No I know I can't

Martina:Whatever you do Jorge, You have to stay with me. Your whole life is written with me

Jorge:I really don't understand where this is going to, You love peter right?

Martina:Yes I do.

Jorge:Than why do you say things about us?

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