I hate you, I love you

Chapter 6

The school day was boring. Peter kept pushing me again and now I have a few bruises on my face and on my body. It hurts so bad. I followed Lodo home so I'm in Lodo's house now. She gave me a few ice cubes for my bruises. We sat in her couch and she fixed snacks for us. My phone was laying on the table in front of us next to the snacks. We were watching a movie.

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked

"Yes but sit down, I'll go get the drinks"

"No, sit down, I'll do it." I said and went to the kitchen.

L O D O

Martina went slowly to the kitchen. She couldn't almost go, because of her bruises everywhere. Poor girl, she doesn't deserve this. I feel so sorry for her. I'll kill that dickhead Peter. Ugh.

"What drink do you want?" Martina screamed from the kitchen

"Coke please" I replied

I took my hand into the bowl and took some snacks. But suddenly I saw Martina's phone vibrated, she got a message. I became curious, so I took her phone in my hands and checked who the message was from. The message was from... Jorge. Who's Jorge?
I read the message and it said:

"Hey beautiful what's uppp?"

Are they dating? I think I've missed a lot I see. Why didn't Martina tell me that she have a boyfriend?

Martina came back with the drinks. She saw me holding her phone.

"Why ar-" she started but I interrupted

"You got a message from someone named Jorge. Who's that? Are you dating" I said and winked at her while Martina blushed.

"He's nobody, just a friend" she whispered

"I don't believe you"

"Why?"

"Cuz he wrote this" I said and showed her the message. Her cheeks got red and she was nervous.

"Uh.."

"Is there something I should know?" I asked her and laughed a bit.

"Uh no, he's just a friend nothing more. But let's just watch the movie"

"Okay then" I still didn't believe her, but I kept my mouth shut, cuz otherwise she would get angry. We continued to watch the movie. The movie was bad though, but Martina seemed to enjoy it.

M A R T I N A

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I was now home. It was pretty late so my mom was sleeping. I went to my bed and turned on my phone. I went to the messages I've gotten. And of course it is from Jorge. That jerk.

Jorge: Hey beautiful what's uppp?"

Martina: what do you want?

Jorge: oh someone is in a bad mood.

Martina: stop it

Jorge: do u want me to come to you with chocolate?

Martina: yes pls

Jorge: seriously?

Martina: no, don't come

Jorge: why?

Martina: you don't even know where I live

Jorge: let me guess, hmm.. Mexico?

Martina: not even close

Jorge: Spain?

Martina: nope

Jorge: Colombia?

Martina: almost

Jorge: Venezuela then?

Martina: noooo

Jorge: Argentina?

Martina: mhm..

Jorge: what? You live in Argentina? I also live there.

Are u kidding me?