chapter 31

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Jorge's pov

*I woke up and looked at the empty spot next to me. It's been one day and I'm getting crazy. Should I go there? I'm giving up because my need to see her is stronger than anything. After getting ready, I walked to her parents' house and rang on the doorbell without thinking... damn. I rang without thinking. What will I say? Before I could make out any sentence, Alejandro was standing toward me*

Td: Hello Jorge

J: Eh... hello Alejandro. Is Martina here?

Td: No, she had gone to work but come in

J: I-

Td: Come

*Slowly, I walked in, quite scared of what will happen*

Td: So, I'm going to ask directly. What happened between you and Martina?

J: Eh... we are in bad moods because of our work and it haven't gone really well. So she came here to calm down a bit. It was her decision.

*In that moment, someone came in. I looked at the door where she was standing.*

T: Hey dad, I forgot my- what do you want here?

J: Martina-

Td: I'm gonna leave you alone

T: No, you don't have to. Jorge was about to leave anyway, right? And I'm going away

*She walked up to her room and I followed her. She wanted to lock her door but I was fast enough to get in*

T: Why are you here?

J: We need to talk.

T: We have nothing to talk about.

J: I want to explain everything

T: You already said everything. Did you tell my father what happened?!

J: I told him that we agrued because of work.

T: Great. Now you can go.

J: Martina

*I said as I walked closer. I pulled her close to me and looked directly in her eyes.*

J: I love you. Everything I've done was because of you. Please, forgive me

*She thought for a while as I brushed my nose over hers*

T: You're totally crazy Blanco!

*She pushed me away and started walking around like furious*

T: You think you can get me back with these nice words and touching me? I'm not a freaking slut! You can try this on another girls but I'm not a doll! I have my brain! And my brain says to kick you out! Bye!

J: Who said I think you're a slut?! I really want you back. Don't you miss the mornings when we cuddled in bed? Or everytime we are in kitchen cooking together? Or-

T: Enough! Go. Now!

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