Chapter 7

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•Kerime's POV•
It was the end of the day, and I was putting my stuff in my locker. I grabbed my phone and bookbag. As I turned I was met face-to-face with Zabdiel. We just stared at eachother with no words included. "What do you want?" He just looked at me. He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. I looked at it. "Zabdiel, I-" He bent down and kissed my cheek and just walked away. I put the paper in my pocket and just walked away. I walk home alone. I text Christopher about it so he wouldn't worry. When I get there Christopher's "mom" is there. "Hola mija, tienes hambre?" I shake my head,"Eh, no estoy bien." I go upstairs to my room and lock the door. I put my bookbag away and pull out the paper and open it.

'Dear Kerime, I'm sorry for what I said. Yoandri told me that he forgives you, but that it was all left to me to forgive and make you forgive me. And I know, you said to not ever talk to you again, so this is the only way I could tell you that I'm sorry and it might be too late, but I'm really sorry. You're important to me. When I said that, well I didn't mean it. I was jealous that you were worried so much about Yoandri. And well yeah. Again I'm sorry.
Your's Truly,
Zabdiel'

I sat there on my bed. I was important to him? After he heard what I said about him? I'm still important to him? I mean he always asks me how my day went. He always explains things to me before anyone else. He kissed my cheek. He's always gives me random hugs. But me. I talk bad about him. I try to ignore him. He cares, but do I? Truth is, I do.
But what if it is too late to say
Sorry?

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