Two months ago
It can't be true. It isn't. He's not dead, and he's on his way back home to me with my chocolate caliente. Thoughts rush back and forth through my head as the blue and red lights of the police car skim over my vision, creating a purple shade that shines through the house. I feel lightheaded and like I'm going to pass out. It can't be real. He can't be dead. I look at the police officer's face and see his mouth moving, but no words are coming out. It's like the world is moving in slow motion. I want to scream, but I can't. It's like I've left my body with my alma (soul), so the being I see in front of me is just a vessel with no alma. Mi madre (Mother) turns to me, tears running down her face, and says something, something I can't hear but can see her say. I feel her shaking me before dark spots cloud my vision and I hit the floor.
Present time.
Sunday 30 September
Days now just pass like leaves in the wind. The happy, soulful girl that was here left with my dad's latido (heartbeat). I walk around like a zombie, not paying attention to anything. The constant bullying doesn't help either. I feel like I need to be somewhere else, or that there's just so much anger, pain, and blame all directed towards me because it's my fault that mi papá está muerto (my dad is dead). What's worse is that all those feelings are coming from inside me, so there's no escape. Well, there is, but it's not good. When I bottle up my feelings for too long, they come out all at once in the form of a panic attack. I harm myself, too. I've been burning and cutting all over my limbs to feel dolor (pain) that isn't emotional, to hide from the emotional pain. It's like the world has lost its color, and everyone around me doesn't notice it, but I do, and it hurts. I guess mi madre notices it too, but she drowns it out with hombres (men), drogas (dr*gs), sex, and alcohol. She's changed, too. She's not the bubbly, kind-hearted woman she used to be. She doesn't care about me and disregards my feelings like I'm not even there. She blames me for dad's death, which, to be fair, is cierto (true), but she also tries to get the men she brings over to sleep with me, leaving me traumatised. And the night terrors, the malditos terrores nocturnos (damn night terrors), they mess with me so badly that I can't even dormir (sleep) anymore.
I have school tomorrow and it's my first time back since the crash. I'm pretty sure everyone knows about it as my father was a huge figure in the technology world. That won't help at all. Constant ' Are you okay?' s and mis matones they'll just take advantage of the fact that my dad isn't here any more but i need to stop thinking about this before this gives me a panic attack.
Tomorrow is the first day back to school but all I can think about is that girl, I think her name is Estrella, and her father's death. I can already tell that she's going to have a hard time with all that she's already going through and what she was going through before her father's death. I'm going to make it my mission to help her come back to being happy.I know what it is like to lose somebody. I lost one of my best friends a few years ago from a shooting, and it was the worst time of my life. I guess that's what Estrella is going through right now but even worse as she lost a parent, and one that I know she was exceptionally close to even more than her mother. She used to be this bright and bubbly girl, but the last time I saw her after the crash she looked so gloomy. νιώθω τόσο άσχημα για αυτήν ( i feel so bad for her )
I miss my best friend so much but i know she needs time. Her father's death really took a toll on her and i don't think she needs more people around her or maybe she does I just don't know what to do. She's more alone than ever and i think she needs me but tomorrow is the first day of school we'll be back together by then τουλάχιστον ελπίζω να το κάνουμε ( At least i hope we do )
I feel bad for that Estrella girl and her family . I only know her because my best friend Helio has liked her for a while. I feel bad for him as well as her. He has a mission to help her but i know that if he will go through losing our old best friend again and i don't want that for him. And that estrella girl i hope they get together porque necesito uno amigo español ( because i need a spanish friend )
AN: That was just an introduction to all the main characters in the book that we will see the POV from. 957 words
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Las mentiras que decimos ( The lies we tell)
No Ficción"In the wake of her father's devastating car crash, Estrella's life is turned upside down. Alone and adrift, she's forced to confront the harsh reality of her mother's emotional abuse. Her mother's sole focus is on the men she brings into their home...