Lucia's POV
I feel someone poking my cheek. I open my eyes and see Ethan.
I forgot I was here.
I groan.
"Wake up sleepy head" he chuckles.
"What time is it" I mumble through the blanket.
"Eleven in the morning" he shuffles out of the bed.
"It's still too early. I get up at noon or even one sometimes" I whine.
He gets up from the bed, and I hear him walking around the room.
"Well, wake up. It's Sunday, so let's go do something. Something fun to get your mind off of things" I hear him close the bathroom door.
Yeah, to keep my mind off of my "parents".
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"So what are we going to do that's "fun". There's nothing fun to do here in New Jersey" I slump down in the passenger seat.
"I'm taking you indoor rock climbing" he smiles.
"Uhhh no" I say with attitude laced in my voice.
"Uhhh yes" he mocks me.
"Ethan. That's not fun" I say seriously.
I hate rock climbing. The last time I went the guy dropped me.
"You'll love it. Trust me" he flashes me a smile.
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"Welcome to Climbing the Rock. My name is Thomas, and I'll be your helper today" this tall thin blue eyed boy smiles.
We put on the harvest, and Ethan's complaining on how tight his harvest is on him. He keeps tugging on his pants.
"You look like you have something up your a.ss" I say referring to him pulling on his pants every minute.
"Language young lady" he points his finger at me.
"A.ss a.ss a.ss a.ss a.ss" I smile.
He gives me the really b.itch face.
"Ohh come on. Lighten up" I poke his cheek.
"I don't like it when you curse" he says firmly.
"I'm sorry, but I can't help it. It's a disgusting habit. I hate it too" I tie up my hair.
Thomas comes back and leads us to the beginners rock for us to climb.
"You want to race" Ethan asks me.
"No because I know I won't win" I reply.
I hate losing.
"Come on. It'll be fun" he suggests.
"Fine" I huff.
We stand next to each other facing the wall.
"Ready, set, go!!" Thomas yells.
I start trying to climb up the wall, and Ethan is already halfway. I grab one rock after the other and feel myself get tired.
Man I need to workout.
I notice Ethan staring down at me, and he stops climing. I pass him and hit the buzzer. I let go of the rock and "fly" back down to the ground.
"Looks like the winning title goes to the lady" Thomas holds up my hand.
"You fucker. I mean, you punk. You let me win" I whisper to Ethan.
"Wow, what a save. But no I didn't, you won all by yourself" he defends himself.
"Liar. I hate winning like this" I whine.
"I'll get you ice cream if you stop whining" he smiles.
"You know my weakness??" I say confused.
"Oh baby, I know you better than you know yourself" he hugs me tightly.
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"One scoop of strawberry ice cream please" I tell the worker.
He hands me two scoops of strawberry ice cream and winks at me.
Wtf? Is he hitting on me?
Ethan scoffs at the boy.
We sit in silence as the worker kept walking over to check on us.
Ethan looks upset. No. He looks mad.
"Why so tense for" I ask him.
"I'm not" he snaps.
Well damn. Okay.
"We should get going. It's late" I stand up to throw my trash away.
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As Ethan pulls up to my driveway, I notice an unknown car.
"I've never seen that car here before" Ethan puts the car in park.
"Me either. Goodnight Ethan. I'll see you tomorrow" I open the car door.
"Wait" Ethan comes running out of his car.
He embraces me into a tight hug.
"Remember, you're worth it" he whispers into my ear.
We release from the hug, and I walk up to the front door. I make sure to wave goodbye one more time before entering my home.
I'm about to walk up the stairs when I hear my name being called. I turn around and see my Aunt May and Uncle Frank.
"What are you guys doing here" I say shocked.
"We heard you found out" my Aunt May speaks.
"Why did you give me up. Why did you give me away to them" I feel myself on the verge of tears.
She walks up to hug me, but I pull away.
"I wanted to keep you; we wanted to keep you. Trust me we did, but we were young. Your mom and dad have been wanting a baby girl, so we gave you to them because we knew they could give you everything we couldn't" she wipes away my tears.
"No. That's not true. They couldn't give me the one thing that I needed most; They couldn't give me love" I say with hurt.
By now we are all in the living room. Me, my parents, my Aunt May, and Uncle Frank.
"Of course we gave you love" my dad speaks up.
"Maybe you but not her" I point to my mom.
"You know. She always treated me like shit. She made me feel low about myself and how I'll never be good enough. She never loved me, in fact, she hates me. She always use to tell me I was nothing when I was younger, and you know what, I believed her. I still do. She's fucked me up emotionally" I point to my "mother".
"You gave me up just so I could be emotionally unstable. Thank you" I sarcastically add.
"I'm so sorry, Lucia. I didn't know she was treating you like that" my Aunt May says sincerely.
"Of course you didn't, no one did! She's a two-faced bitch, and I hate how no one will ever get to see her treat me like shit" I yell.
"I hate you all" I walk out of the living room with a river trailing behind me.
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