My Rules

chapter 26

Hey guys! So this will be a confusing chapter where a lot happens so just maje shure you read carefull

Ohyeah, i just wanted to warn all the peaple who dont like bad language cuz that will come a bit more than normal in this chapter

Tok tok

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Martina stoessel's POV

I was in a pool nobody around me because it was lunch time. My ears under water so i only could hear the water splashing on its time against my ear.

It was calm, way calmer than back home. Your proberly asking why i'm here, why the hell i am in a swimmingpool and why the hell i'm not home. I still can see it infront off my eyes

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Jorge and me just ended a fight and we sat in silence on the table. I dont know what happeed to him but he changed totally, its lie i dont know him anymore.

"jezus why are you here anyways? Why cant you just get the fuck out of my life" he mumbled loud enough for me to hear but to soft to hear for his mother

"I'm leaving" i stood up from my chair "why am i even here?! All i get here is a fucking mad dude who is angry at me for things he did himself!" i turned around while stomping up the stairs to my room

I grabbed my suitcase and trowed all the clothes out of my closeth in the suitcase "fuck him! Fuck my life!" i screamed in frustration tears streaming over my cheeks

I heard a soft knock on my door "fuck off!" i screamed to the one who was standing behind the door

"its me sweety" i heard the soft voice of jenifer

I slowly walked to the door and opened it to see jenifer with her arms open for me to fall in, which i did

"are you shure, deary?" she asked stroking my hair while hugging me

I nod slightly "yes, yes. I am shure i will leave" she hugs me even closer

"i will mis you so mutch" she kissed the crown of my head "and i know he wont admit it, but he will mis you to"

I knew who she ment "i doupt that" jorge would never mis me. Thats imposible

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So here am i now at a hotel, jenifer gave me money to get a room for a couple weeks

I still cant believe it that im not with jorge, but i cant. He is an asshole and i bet that he almost fucked every girl on school

But now im done there, i started over completely. Im not in buenos aires, im not in argentine anymore. I left everything and everyone behind so i cabt even think about him

But still, even when im in New York, im thinking of him. Not about the bad him, the him i hated. But about the him, my him, i loved

The one that was broken when i broke up with him

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"there is nothing to explain!" i screamed frustrated "you killed peaple, innocent human lives!" i took a deap breath

"No one can explain that and whatever you have to say, i wont listen!" he grabbed my hand a pleading look in his eyes

"Martina please" i never saw him like this, he was on te edge of crying. All i wanted to do now was hug him, kiss him till his beautifull smile appears on his face

But i coudnt "no Jorge" i made myself ready to say the last 3 words "we are done"

I let his hand go and walk away hearing him scream after me that he loves me and i turn around for the last time "I dont believe you"