No Ordinary Love

Chapter 48

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Zayra felt the rooms energy. She was helping the band set up their instruments. Mr. Christensen had explained the lineup when she had returned from Peru. She grind her teeth.

Every time she thought about him or any of his ilk she felt like swearing. It wasn't their fault of course but she didn't care. She had text Rudy Happy Birthday. He had called her and as soon as he brought up Roman's name she threatened to hang up.

It was the same with Daniella and Nico and everyone else. She didn't want to hear Roman's name even uttered around her. She felt the burning agony inside her bones and soul, consuming her. Hate was easy for Zayra. Anger was easier. She knew both very well. She held on to it like a life line. No one was getting through to her.

She kept replaying what she saw. Why was he there? Did he lie to her? Tell her he was going to be gone for a month and go somewhere with her?

She growled silently.

The whole week went by like a blur. She heard everyone's voices and saw everyone's faces but it was as if they were somehow blurred. Roman had called her numerous of times. Even Carlos, telling her she was sorry she found out that way but that he was there for her.

She had gone to therapy and stood quiet the whole time. No words came out of her mouth. He told her if she didn't cooperate it would go into her report. She didn't care. She wanted them to take her somewhere where she could suffer in silence, alone. She was tired of smiling and waking up everyday. She thought about her family. She wished they were around.

"Zayra!" Ryan's voice snapped her out of it.

"Huh?"

"Are you sure you want to be here?" his eyes were full of concern.

"Yes."

He nodded. "Okay."

Zayra walked away and went into the girls restroom. She had brought some alcohol and began to drink. She had spiked her soda. Keeping the flask in her purse. In 30 minutes, Prom would officially start. Thomas was ready, he was excited. He looked at Zayra and smiled. He didn't seem affected by her mood.

"Zayra, Nico is looking for you." Angie saw her exiting the restroom.

"I'll be there."

"Zayra, come on, I know your heart is not in it but, do try to have fun. I brought something." she takes a joint out of her breast.

That made her smile and it made Angie smile larger.

"We'll smoke it after we play."

"okay."

She walked to where Nico sat waiting. He was on the phone smiling so she assumed it was Daniella.

"Yeah hold on she's here."

She made a face at him. He made one back. "It's Daniella I promise."

She grabbed the phone.

"Hey Zayra, I'm calling to tell you I'll be in L.A next weekend. Do you have any plans?"

"No none."

"Good, pencil me in then."

"I will." she said goodbye and passed him back the phone. Before she walked away he grabbed her hand. His eyes full of concern.

She shook her head. "I'm almost starting, wish me luck."

"Good luck." his eyes searching hers.

She walked away.