Sergio came back still a little mad with everything off his face. He came back on my bed and took away my Justin Bieber blanket and covered himself with it.
"Hey! That's my blanket! Go get your own Bieber blanket, this one is mine." I shouted at him.
"But it's warm and comfortable." He said.
"So? It's still mine." I said taking it back.
I wrapped myself in a cocoon, so he couldn't get it back.
"Race you downstairs." He said jumping off my bed.
"Hey! That's not fair!" I shouted, trying to untangle myself from my cocoon.
Once I untangled myself I just walked downstairs because I already knew I lost. I went straight to the kitchen and saw Sergio and Cruz talking. Almost immediately Cruz stopped talking. I narrowed my eyes at Cruz.
I decided to break the silence and say, "That was not fair Sergio. I was wrapped in my blankets and you knew I was gonna lose. That wasn't fair." I pouted.
"Awe, por que estas enojada?" He asked. [Why are you mad]
"Por que no se vale. Esteva envuelto en mis cobijas. No se vale, pinche pendejo." I shouted not meaning to say the last part. My jaw immediately dropped. [Because it wasn't fair. I was wrapped in my blankets. Fucking idiot.]
He seemed so hurt. "If that's what you think abou me, then, then," He paused. "I'm just gonna go now." He said pressing his lips together, his eyes getting a little watery. He marched out of the kitchen pissed as hell, like a few minuets ago.
"Sergio. I didn't mean it." I started chasing after him. "Serg, it accidentally slipped out. I did not mean it whatsoever. I swear it was-" I said but was cut off by Sergio.
He turned around and I bumped into him. I took a few steps back avoiding eye contact with him. I could feel his glare burning holes through me. "If you didn't mean it, then why did you say it Aria? Tell me why you said if you didn't mean it Aria." He said a little harshly taking a few steps so he was right in front of me.
I looked up at him. He was still glaring at me, but not as much. I bit my bottom lip. "I said because," I paused thinking for a reason.
He just kept looking at me, waiting for me to give him a reason but I couldn't think of one. So i just stayed quiet. "Yeah, that's what I thought." He spat at me and turned around leaving me alone in the middle on my yard.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I saw his drive off. I dropped to my knees and tears spilled down my face. My bottom lip was quivering uncontrollably. I can't believe this. I just let him slip away like that. I'm such an idiot. I shouldn't have let him go that easily.
I heard the front door open but I didn't bother looking back because I already knew it was Cruz. I could hear him walking up to me. He knelt down right in front of me and pulled my head up. My face probably looked like crap.
"Aria, are you okay?" He asked.
I just shrugged not wanting to answer the question. I didn't want anyone to see me right now. I just wanted to be alone and cry to myself.
"Aria, please answer me." He said.
I stayed quiet, having nothing to say and wanting to say nothing.
"Aria. Just tell me if you're okay." Cruz said almost in a plead.
"Does it look like I'm okay? Do you not see me crying? Are you blind or something? I'm not okay. I never will be, okay?" I hissed at him.
He looked a little startled at first but then he said, "Okay. Just wanted to know." and then left.
A few minuets later I got up and sat on the porch swing. I was still crying a little bit, but not as much. I searched through the tips of my hair for dead ends, which was extremely hard. Turns out I only had a few. I stopped playing with my hair and just looked around the street. Soon enough my dad came and sat with me. I looked up at him and gave him the best smile I could, but it turned out as a weak smile.
"Que paso mija?" My dad asked concerned. [What happened mija?]
"Well, I started growing feelings for this guy for the past three months and then he finally came and visited me. I was happy. Then this morning I accidentally called him a pinche pendejo and he got hurt. He got mad and left and I tried to stop him but it didn't work. I didn't even mean it, it just slipped out. I should've thought twice about what I said because now, I lost him Apa. I never wanted that to happen. I just wish I could change that." I said feelings tears scroll down my face.
"Look mija, he can't stay mad at you forever. He's gonna forget about it one of these days. He's gonna forgive you mija, I promise. If he really cared about you he would forgive. And I have a pretty good feeling about this Sergio. He really seemed to like you, and I don't think that would change. Mija, I know he cares about you, and I know he's gonna forgive. And if he doesn't forgive you anytime soon, then go to his house apologize. Be nice, and give him something if he does't forgive you any time soon,okay?" He said.
I just nodded.
"Okay mija." He said and then kissed my forehead. I smiled at him and he left.
Did Sergio like me? Does he care for me? Will he forgive me? Will I have to apologize?
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A/N: Thanks for reading guys :) I hope you liked this chapter. I know I did. Next chapter will be mcuh longer k :)
Next update: @ 350 reads
BTW: Aria and Cruz do have a dad but not a mom, you'll find out about her later, mkay?
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