Arriba la nit ~*~ An Adrià Vilanova Fan Fiction

Chapter 4

Arriba la nit

Chapter 4

Zoe’s P.O.V.

          “I surprised you, right?” My dad said and I was frozen in my spot. I couldn’t move or speak. I have no idea what came over me. I didn’t know what lie to come up with, or what to say. He caught me sneaking in and I actually wanted him to not make a big deal out of it. I wanted him to just walk about without me having to explain myself.

          “Dad, I can explain.” I said not really knowing what it was I could explain. I ran my right hand through my hair and he just smirked at me. It was the most cocky thing in the world and if I could I would punch him right in the face.

          “You know Zoe, you think I don’t know what you are doing but I do.” He said standing up from my bed and putting my computer down on my bed. He fixed his shirt and pants and started making his way towards me. “This is just all a little act.” He said and stood in front of me fixing his tie. I looked up at him and felt the anger build up inside of me.

          “This is not an act dad, this is who am I because of you.” I said taking a step back. I didn’t want him to be standing this close to me. Having him that close reminded me about the things that happened back when he was still with my mom. The many times he blamed me for their problems and how he almost hit me, but my mom never let him.

          “because of me.” He said mocking me. He smirked again and I was waiting to hear what was going to come out of his mouth now. “Keep your stupid act, but it’s not going to make me ship you off to your moms.” He said and closed the gap between us. “You can do whatever you want, even better, keep doing it and I can tell the court how your mom is a crazy by letting you do all those things and then take custody away from her.” He said and lifted up my chin to look at him. “and that little tattoo of yours is just one of those things.” He said letting go of my chin and pushing me away. “You’ll probably end up pregnant soon, and that will be the icing on the cake.” I didn’t have to see his face to see the smug smile on his face.

          “I fucking hate you.” I screamed at him as he walked out of the room, but it didn’t bother him at all. I slammed the door behind him then tried to push the dresser to cover the door, but after many failed tries, I decided to just give up. I

          I sat on the floor and cried. I didn’t know what to do now. I can’t keep this up. I can’t let him win. I can’t live in this city. I don’t want to live in this city. I felt myself lose control and just curl up in a ball in the carpet floor. I felt myself slip back into the numbness that is my life. I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing. I laid there for most of the afternoon. There was no sound, just me and my tears. I laid there not caring that my stomach was killing me or how hungry I was. I just wanted to die because I knew no one would miss me if I did.

Adrià’s P.O.V.

          It was almost 11:30 and Alejandro messaged me already that the group was making it back to the hotel and if Zoe was still here. I had replied that she was gone and then made my way to the bed. I tried to make myself look a little bit sick and laid on the bed. I kept praying in my head that it would work, and when the teacher entered the room and believed my whole act, I was pleased. I told her that I felt a little bit better and could join the team in the afternoon activities and she said no.

          I spent the rest of the afternoon in bed alone looking at the ceiling. I didn’t call or text Zoe because I didn’t want to seem desperate. I just had to wait until nighttime to text her. I started to play with the mini Barcelona ball I brought with me. I kicked it and played with it. Once it was 8 o’clock and the group was done with the whole activities for today, I could head out. Alejandro and I started walking down the street. We passed Madison Square Garden but kept walking and spotted a restaurant then headed that way. It was a small italian place, that had just about 8 small tables in what could be a home living room. It had small tv’s on the top of the walls and smelled amazing.