-> synopsis: seeing your bestfriend get engaged should be a happy feeling for you. Unfortunately, it's not. Not when she's stealing your man.
-> theme: angst and fluff.
-> format: imagine/story.
-> warnings: mentions of infidelity, mentions of trapping, mentions of manipulation (if you squint).
-> authors note: i've had writers block, sorry for how long ive been away guys. Hope you enjoy! 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝🌸.
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𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. You could hear the scraping noises of the suitcases that was being lugged to the cabin that was illuminated with a warm light, colours of orange and yellow pouring out of the windows. It was currently nighttime but there were structures of light that lit up the land around it.
Snow was pummelling down some mountains while some trees subtly moved due to the slight, cold breeze that cascaded over the group. It was a getaway with some friends, a ski trip. Well needed due to the busy lifestyle you have of being a fashion designer in Miami, the constant demand of clothes and the myriad of fabrics making your mind go crazy.
So when your friend, Miyah, proposed a trip you were more than happy to go. Well, that before you knew Armando was coming. For all you know, you thought it was a girls trip but when you found out more people were coming... it wasn't all smiles anymore. Frustrated by the idea of Miyah and Armando even being together, you felt as if you were more deserving to be with him.
However, you pushed your feelings aside and settled into the cabin. Greeting your mutual friends around you. Walking around, you noticed the rustic theme within the house. The natural and organic vibe of the house, littered with logs and pure wood which was accompanied by the aroma of a slight cinnamon scent, making you feel at peace. Loads of your friends were beginning to go upstairs to unpack their things so, following their lead you begin to head upstairs.
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The next few days were torturous. Quite the opposite of what you thought this holiday was going to be. Standing back while the others congratulated the couple, you couldn't believe what was happening. The rose petals scattered amongst the floor while a white light illuminated from the fairy lights bunched along the wooden structure covering the people, a big fat ring sat on your best friend's hand.
He proposed.
He really proposed.
Walking up with your lips tight, you hugged your bestfriend while she was rambling about how beautiful the proposal was. Glancing over at Armando, he dapped up his friends while his face was.. blank. Smiling every now and then to please people but you struggled to believe if he was truly happy.
Regardless, you felt sick at the whole situation. Happy faces that were spread out around you, loud talking and people jumping up and down caused the sickness in your stomach to bubble up even more. Excusing yourself, you retreat back to your bedroom before plopping down on the bed.
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A knock was heard on the door, slowly moving, you sat up. With your curls flat at the back and compact, you realised you fell asleep as it was now dark outside. Another knock was heard causing you to now stand up, your throat being a bit groggy due to the mucus that now developed over the past hour. "Damn who the fuck knocking on my door like the police?!"
Opening the door, the tall, hispanic man now hovered over you. His eyes flashing a split second of worry before going back into his nonchalant state. "Can i come-"
Not even letting him finish his sentence, you shut the door on him before turning back and walking towards your bed. The door opened on response and was slowly closed by the male who didn't want noise, not taking your rejection as a final answer. "No seas así."
"Don't talk to me in spanish, that shit don't work on me like the other girls motherfucker."
"It sure worked on you last time.." a whisper was heard from the man which made you whip your head around towards him.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing mami, come over here and talk to me." Now walking towards you as you were laying on your bed, you rolled over backwards still wanting some distance between the both of you.
"Armando, what do you think this is? I can't look at you in the face right now!!!"
"Stop being loud. Did you think i wanted to do this??"
"At this point, i don't give a fuck what you didn't or did want to do! I'm done with you and her. Clearly you don't give a fuck about what us two have!"
A huff was heard from the male who slowly moved to your position. Reaching out his hand towards yours, however, your arms were crossed.
"Escúchame... i'm trying to buy us sometime. I'll long out the process so we can sort our shit out and then we can just go, me and you. I'm doing this for us."
"Are you? Or are you trying to please the both of us? I can't do it anymore Armando!"
"¿Por qué me importaría complacerla cuando eres a quien amo?"
"Well it doesn't seem like you-"
Failing to finish your sentence, you was pulled into a deep kiss from Armando, who was now sitting right next to you with his arm around your waist. The feeling of his soft lips touching yours dissipate the anger streaming from you, now turning it into calmness with a hint of sadness.
"Listen. I'm going to leave her baby, tienes que confiar en mí."
"Okay Armando, i'll trust you."
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[🌸] 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒: "No seas así." : Don't be like this. "Escúchame" : Listen to me "¿Por qué me importaría complacerla cuando eres a quien amo?" : Why would i care to please her when you're the one i love? "tienes que confiar en mí" : you have to trust me.
