Chapter 37 - Boyfriend

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I burst into my apartment, fuming with anger

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I burst into my apartment, fuming with anger.

I've never hated myself the way I do now. I'm the biggest dumb fucking idiot in the world. I let my jealousy control me.

"Why are you back so soon?" Mamma questions as I enter the kitchen.

Her and papa become concerned when seeing the rage filled expression on my face.

"You're in a horrendous mood, Azrael. What happened?" Papa demands to know.

"I think I lost them." I run a hand through my hair.

"What do you mean you lost them?" Mamma seems very confused.

"Catalina's son's father is back in their lives." I start, jealousy filling me all over again.

"Orion seems to love him and I've impulsively made the decision to back off. I don't want to get in the way of them potentially created a family." It sounds even more stupid now that I'm saying it out loud.

"Non essere un idiota, Azrael." Papa sighs, making a motion with his hand.

"Just because the boy has his father back it doesn't mean he will forget about you. Did Catalina tell you that she still felt something for him?" Mamma motions for me to sit.

I only shake my head.

"Then what is the problem?" She questions, her and papa awaiting an answer.

"I just can't help the jealousy." I admit. "I want them all to myself."

"I feel replaced in a way. I hate the thought of losing them both and watching it happen in front of my eyes so idiotically I chose to distance myself instead." I already regret it.

"You can't be serious." Papa rolls his eyes.

Mamma on the other hand gives me a hug when sitting beside me. "I'm sure that if you talk with Catalina she will honestly tell you what she feels. She wouldn't hurt you. I only met her once and that was enough for me to know that she is a good woman."

"I don't think she wants to see me any time soon. She got very angry at me." I think it's what is hurting me more. My heart bleeds knowing I made the woman I love angry.

"Then fix it. You love her." Papa states, making me confused. How does he know that? I haven't admitted it to anyone yet.

"It's obvious you love her." Mamma responds to the question I don't even get to ask.

"Call her." Papa seems sure of it. "If you don't want to spend the rest of your life regretting letting her go then fix things."

"I know she has grown to have feelings for you as well. It was obvious in the way she looked at you when we met her and it's even more obvious now because she got mad at you for walking away." Mamma's words are more gentle.

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