Omar left my room, pretending he did nothing. Pretending he didn't hurt me. I walked to my nightstand where my torn papers were. I held them in my hand. A tear slid down my face.
Aria, I would never do anything to hurt you. I promise.
Omar said that once to me.
Well look at me now asshole! You just hurt me! I thought.
I put the ripped papers back into the tampon box and the tampon box back into the Victoria's Secret bag. I brushed my hair and then went back downstairs. I went to the living room and watched Girl Code.
"Listen up girls. It's girl code." The announcer spoke.
I just sat there, still dwelling over what just happened. Tears went down my face one by one. He said he would never hurt me. That was a big fat lie! Cruz and Omar walked into the kitchen and saw me sitting there with my puffy eyes and tear streaks. I looked away and pretended they were never even there.
"Aria, what's wrong?" Cruz asked me. I just ignored him. "Aria? Can you tell me?" I didn't even look at him once. "Aria."
"Let's just go man, she's not gonna tell us." Omar said bumping Cruz's arm.
"Like you don't already know." I spat at Omar.
He had a confused look on his face. "About what?" Omar asked.
"You din't know what happened like five minuets ago?" I shouted at him.
"What happened?" Omar asked.
"You know what you did." I glared at him.
"What did I do?" He asked.
"You fucking retard!" I yelled at him.
I pushed him against a wall. "That's for pretending you didn't do anything." Then I punched him in the face. "That's for lying to me that you'd never hurt me." Then I kneed him in the balls. "And that's for tearing up the only letter I've ever received from anyone." I shouted.
"Aria, what did I ever do?" Omar groaned.
That's when I started throwing punches and kicks at him. I was hitting him all over. I slammed his head against the wall a couple times. Cruz came up to me and held me back from hurting Omar anymore.
"Aria, what's gotten into you? Calm down!" Cruz said holding me in a body lock.
"He hurt me." I cried still trying to get at Omar.
"C'mon Aria, lets go to your room." Cruz said still holding me in a body lock.
Once we got to my room he let go of me and closed the door and stood near it.
"Okay Aria, what happened?" Cruz asked.
"Omar hurt me." I said hugging him.
'How?" He asked me.
"It's a long story." I said still crying.
"I have time." Cruz said. "Tell me. Here, lets sit in the bed and you tell me okay?" He said taking me to my bed. "Can you tell me Aria?" Cruz asked seeming concerned.
I sniffled and wiped my tears away with the back of my hand. "So when Nichole came to give you the bag it wasn't hers, it was Sergio's, Montoya. It had a letter in it and it was the only letter I've ever received from anyone. It also had a little cut out of Batman and it tired to color but instead it was more like scribbled on. Then I texted him and then went down stairs. Then I told Omar it was none of his business. Then when i wasn't paying attention he went to my room and read Sergio's letter and he got jealous. Then her tore it up and he tore up the cut out too. Cruz, it was the only evidence I had that he liked me. And then no one has ever done that for me. No one's written a letter for me and confessed their feelings to me. No one has ever given me a Batman cut out colored in. No one's ever done that for me. And Omar didn't know how much that meant to me." I said in between cries. "I don't want to see him anymore." I finished.
'Who? Sergio or Omar?" Cruz asked.
"Omar! He hurt me," I paused. "He hurt me really bad." I cried.
"Why did he hurt you?" Cruz asked.
"Because he knows I like him and he flirts with me. He told me he would never do anything to ever hurt me. That was all a lie!" I said still crying.
"Aria, don't get too crazy over Omar. He's not worth your time. He never will be. You don't need him. You're good on your own, or even better, with Sergio. Omar doesn't deserve you. Especially if he hurt you. Don't listen to him Aria. He will never hurt you again." He promised.
I just nodded.
"I'm gonna go talk to Omar now. Stay here." Cruz said leaving my room.
I picked up the Victoria's Secret bag from my night stand and took the papers out of the tampon box. I looked at the letter and then Batman. I walked over to my jewelry box and got out my clear tape. First I taped Batman.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces.
I picked up the letter and taped that.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces.
I walked to my mirror with Batman and the letter and the tape. I taped my letter and Batman to my mirror. The corners of my mouth curved up into a smile.
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A/N: I know that is short ._. Sorry about that :/
Updated twice in one day! Maybe, over here in Arizona it's 8:45 but idk what time it is in your state/country.
Anyway, hope you guys liked this, what do you think about Omar's beat down? :O
Lol I don't even know what was running through my mind at that time :P
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