Jorge's P.O.V
This is it. This is the moment when I'm breaking up with Stephie. I will try not to hurt her as much but I know that it's gonna hurt.
It's 9 o'clock in the evening.
Now I'm waiting for her in our, actually my apartment. She's out with friends.
5 minutes later she came as happy as ever. She was wearing a colorful dress with a loads of makeup.
As soon as she saw me, she came and sat right next to me.
"Hey, Stephie... How was it?" I
"Ahh, it was amazing. Julia is soo crazy, you know her, and Danielle made out wi-"
"Stephie, we need to talk" I stopped her
"What is it? Is everything okay?" She said not understanding.
"Ok, this is really hard for me to say"
"God, Jorge. Spit it out, I don't have all night."
"I-i think we should- "
"Get married?!?! Yeees!!" She screamed
"No, no. Stephie wait. I think we should break up"
Her smile suddenly faded and she looked at me in disbelief.
"You want us to break up?" She said slowly. Trying to process what I just said.
I just nodded.
"Jorge, are you insane? We were for 8 years together. I waisted 8 years of my life with you " she screamed in anger
"Look, I know all of that, but I-i can't lie to you anymore"
"Why are you breaking up with me? Have you found someone else? Is it that little rat Martina"
Oh no she didn't
"Yes, actually it is. And don't you dare call her rat ever again! Understood?? And because this is my apartment I think that it's the best for you to move out this week."
"You are going to beg me to come back to you. But, guess what? I'M NOT! Have a horrible life, Blanco"
"Stephie can't we end our relationship in a good way"
"Yes, I know a perfect way how to end this" She slapped me as hard as she could and stormed out of the apartment.
Well, that was not pleasant at all.
First thing that was in my mind at that moment was to call Martina, she needs to know this. I took my phone and dialed her number, hoping that she'll be happy when she hears this. Finally we can be together
Tini's P.O.V.
I'm laying on the floor right now. Bruises and blood everywhere. My body has never been in this much pain. I tried to fight back and run away, but he was too drunk, too strong and too crazy. I couldn't. He beat me up so hard that I can barely breathe. I am crying with all the power I still have. Why do I deserve life like this? What have I done to him or to anyone to deserve something like this.
Something started to vibrate in my pocket. It was my phone. I took it out of my pocket to see who is it.
It's Jorge. I can't answer it, he will know that something is wrong. I waited for him to hang up so that he thinks I'm asleep. I decided to call Mechi. She will help me, because I can't do anything by myself at this moment.
I dialed her number and put her on speaker. Phone was right next to me because I couldn't hold it, I couldn't.
"What's up Tinita" she said happily
"Mech, Mechi please come here. I'm begging you" I said desperately.
"Oh my Gosh Martina, what's wrong?"
"I can't explain it to you right now. Please come here as soon as possible"
"OK, OK I'm coming honey. Bye, luv ja"
"Thanks, luv ja too"
I tried to move my legs, but they were bruised and in pain. He tread on them too many times. Hopefully he didn't broke anything. I decided that I need to stand up. I tried to use my arms to sit up. It's soo painful, I can't even. But I'm not going to give up. I will try one more time. I tried one time and it just didn't work.
I feel miserable. I can't even take care of myself in this moment. Maybe a bodyguard wasn't such a bad idea. But thought of someone following me everything isn't that pleasant.
I laid back on the floor crying silently and waited for Mechi to come here.
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