Violetta One Shots!

I Was Breaking | Jadangie | 121

Thanks for the request @loveGermangie

J A D E  P O V

"I wish this wasn't a secret," Angie whispers into my hair.

I know what you're thinking. Angeles and Jade. Sworn enemies because we both liked the same guy now. . .liked each other?

Well it went a little like this.

I walked to the Castillo household where I would be meeting my boyfriend German. He told me that he had something special to tell me tonight, so I thought I would come by a little earlier and give him a little surprise.

I smiled giddily to myself.

German is the man of my dreams! He's handsome, he's caring and thoughtful, and handsome. It's a key feature that I just had to mention twice.

I smoothed down my gold dress, and fluffed my hair a little bit. I could only pray that my makeup still looked alright. I take out my key and open the door.

What was I expecting?

-maybe the dinner table set up neatly
-German in a tux
-I was kinda hoping for flowers
-German waiting patiently

What wasn't I expecting?

Well of course it was what I saw.

German was on the couch -almost naked might I add- with a blonde on his lap -also almost naked- and they were in the middle of a make out.

I will never get this horrific image out of my mind. . .

"German!" I screech.

German holds up his hand -acknowledging my presence- telling me to hold on a little. He kisses the girl for a little longer, as I force the threatening to tears to stay right where they were.

German actually didn't care. He didn't care that his girlfriend was watching him cheat. He was such a jerk.

Even though I wanted to cry because I thought he was the one, I didn't. People like him didn't deserve my tears, he didn't deserve my sadness. German deserved nothing from me.

Well except my anger of course.

German finally comes up for air -he should think about diving- and looks at me.

"Oh, hi Jade," German says and I raise my eyebrow.

Oh, hi Jade? OH HI JADE? My god, what did I ever see in him?

"You know, never mind," I sigh, and walk out the house slamming the door behind me.

It was only when I leaned against the wooden door did I finally let out a strangled sob. I hated that I was crying over him.

Over him.

He didn't even give a shit when I walked in on him, and here I was with tears running down my cheeks. I was disappointed with myself to say the least. But still, the tears came.

He still had a part of my heart, and he just ripped it out. I eventually wiped my cheeks, and cursed as I saw black stains on my palms. How was I supposed to know he was going to cheat? Maybe I would've worn waterproof makeup.

I spend a few minutes trying to help my disastrous face, which was difficult considering I had no mirror. I eventually decided to walk to the park, and sat on an empty bench, and continued with my eyes. My hands were black by the time I thought I looked alright.