Chapter 24
Josh's POV
" Hello?" I said into my home phone.
" Josh, it's Brice. I need something from you." Brice said. I was shocked but didn't hang up. I'm not angry at Brice. Not at all. We're still friends and I know that he'll always have my back. And I'll always have his.
" What is it man?" I asked.
" I need you to be with Caridad. You mean everything to her whether she'll admit it or not. I can't be with her anymore and I want her to be with someone who deserves her more than I do and your the only person that I know she'll be happy with." He told me. I gripped the phone tight out of anger. Not because of the request, but out of my own actions.
Why did I have to leave her? I thought she'd be with Brice and soon forget about me.
" I can't." I said.
" What? Why?" He said in shock.
" Because I know that she'll never want me back. She said it herself, she wants you not me. She's so faithful and attached to you. She wouldn't even comply when I kissed her. That's how much she loves you. Not me." I admitted.
" Just try. I already pushed her out of my life no matter how hard it was. She needs you right now. Just go." and then he hung up. I slammed the phone into it's cradle and buried my head in my hands. I sat down on the couch and nervously tapped on my jeans.
Why did Brice have to do this? He just had to put everything on me. I really didn't want to go back to Caridad right now. Yes I really loved her and yes I want her back in my life but things are beyond complicated right now. I just need some time... And I bet she needs time too.
Caridad's POV
" CARIDAD WAKE UP!" I heard Iris scream for one final time. She had been screaming and crying for about 10 minutes but I couldn't bring my body to wake up. She probably didn't see the couch syrup. It must have rolled deep under my bed after I dropped it.
I could finally twitch my fingers and she shook me one last time. I just hope she didn't call my parents.
" Caridad please wake up." She cried. My throat was clogged and I coughed to clear it of the unknown substance.
I pushed myself up on my elbows and propped my back against the headboard.
" I can't believe you did that again." Iris scolded. I just shrugged and tossed the blanket off to the floor. I slugged my way to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I was frightened by my looks.
My hair was sticking up in random places and my bangs were stuck to my forehead. My eyes were red, the bags under them allot more prominent, wide like a wild animal. My skin was pale instead of it's natural golden glow and my shoulders were slumped over.
" Don't try and ignore me Cari. You've done this three times already!" She yelled. I rolled my eyes.
" Please stop treating me like I'm doing such a horrible thing. I just needed to sleep. There's no way I could have without it." I said.
" Well you could get addicted to that stuff and you'll get to a point where you can't sleep without it. You've been out for a whole day!" She argued. I ran out of the bathroom and went to my cell phone. I had two missed calls from my mother and one text from Iris.
I opened the text and all it said was;
'I'm sorry for arguing with you.'
Tears burst from my eyes as I held tightly onto my phone. My fingers gripped the number pad and pressed random numbers. I could hear the phone ringing as it called a random number. I didn't care though. I just threw the phone on the bed beside me and cried.
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Hate is a passionate Emotion ( Completed)
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