V i o l e t t a
That awful feeling was still there. The following day had come and I was tucked under my covers, crying my eyes out, because, let's face it, I stupidly trusted a guy I had just met.
We were together for almost a month, and I did believe that he had changed. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case, and now I was facing the consequences of my rushed actions, that involved crying and a lot of swearing.
All I wanted was a new beginning and that chance is now gone. Emotional, romantic pain is a very difficult kind of pain and takes a lot of time to get over it. I just hope that it's soon enough.
Reluctantly, I got up from bed when my alarm went off, and put on whatever I found in my closet. It was not a day I cared about my appearance much.
I went downstairs and sat on the table without a single word, my eyes never leaving my plate. I poured a glass of fresh orange juice and picked up a toast of bread with butter to eat.
"Vilu?" My dad tried to make conversation, "Good morning."
"Where is it good, dad?" I answered sternly and he gulped.
He knew something was wrong, but I couldn't tell him what it was. "Um, sorry then. Go back to your food."
I chose not to answer and just continued with my food. After a few minutes, I opened my phone. I had turned it off last night because I somehow knew Leon would call and text.
And indeed, he had called and texted.
23 missed calls and 16 messages from Leon♡.
I stared at the contact name. I had put a heart next to 'Leon' last week because I had thought it fit him. Now, I wanted to take it off. My curiousity about what he had sent me got the best of me and I opened the messages, not bothering to remove the '♡'.
"I miss you."
"I didn't want to do that."
"Forgive me, princess."
"It was a misunderstanding."
"I would never, ever cheat on you."
"I know I'm a jerk but not that much, please believe me."
"I'm honestly so sorry Violetta, you are one of the best things that happened to me, please listen to me."As I read some of the messages, I felt myself tear up but controlled myself because dad was next to me. Last thing I wanted was him to find out.
I can't. I can't forgive him. Even if he regrets what he did, I can't. I did it once, not again. I'm not making the same mistake twice.
I am afraid that I might get hurt once again.
I finished my breakfast quickly and without another word, I left for the Studio alone.
- - -
As I was walking and was lost in my thoughts, a voice I didn't want to hear again snapped me out of them. No, not now..
"Violetta. We need to talk." He said sternly and I raised an eyebrow to myself. Is that a.. demand?
I mentally laughed ironically about his stupidity. He makes the idiotic moves and now he is the one demanding? As if.
I kept on walking.
"Violetta! Come over here, we need to talk about what happened." I heard him trying to catch up to me and I walked faster.
It was now or never. I had to ignore him.
"Violetta, stop." He grabbed my arm and annoyed, I let out a huff.
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I'm in love with my bully (Leonetta)
Fanfiction"Because, what's a better love story, than two people from completely different worlds crashing together?" Violetta Castillo is your ordinary girl, who moves to Buenos Aires from Madrid. She makes unexpected enemies at first, but things take a turn...