Mi Amor

Good Judgement, Bad Judgement

      I'm not gonna lie I do feel bad after the encounter I had with Fernando... He knows not to push my buttons or I say things I don't mean, I mean I did kinda mean what I said but I didn't mean for it to sound so harsh. He's been upstairs for over an hour and I have heard multiple loud bangs and shouts of different Spanish words that I don't understand but my guess is that they're not very pleasant.

     Going against my good judgement I decide to go upstairs to the fifth floor where I'm assuming Fernando's room is. The fifth floor is a long hallway with multiple doors lining the hallway that leads up to a two giant doors. I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that's his room, I slowly open the doors and to my surprise Fernando is not there. There is a dresser that is flipped over and broken glass from the shattered mirror in the corner of the room. I hear water running inside the door next to the large bed, hesitantly I knock on the door "Leave me! I'm fine." Once again I go against my good judgement and open the door anyways. "I said leave--" Fernando's face seems shocked to see me but that look is gone in seconds "what do you want" he calmly says as he is washing the blood off his cut hand. His face is so hard, I walk up to him and grab a towel and run it under the water before taking his hand in mine and applying pressure to his wound.

Kara: I'm sorry... I didn't mean what I said, I'm sorry

Fernando: Yes you did, my father may not be a model citizen but he loves my family very much. Kara, you have to know I am nothing like my father. I've tried my very best for it to be that way. I thought that bringing you here was a way for us to reconnect, pick up where we left off. But I don't think that's ever going to happen.

     With that being said Jorge came in and escorted me back to my room. I have no idea what just happened but I have this unsettling feeling in my stomach, the dinner Jorge brought up for me didn't help either. I laid down in my bed trying to fall asleep but I just couldn't , that feeling in my stomach just wouldn't go away.

For the third time today I decided to make another bad decision...