Jorge's POV
"Facu! What? How? You live in Mexico!""Not anymore! I moved with my family to Argentina."
"That's so nice to hear!" And I gave him a bro-hug.
"And... Who are these beautiful and delicious ladies over here?" When Tini heard that she rolled her eyes and walked away. What happened yesterday? I only remember a halve of it.
"She's burned... Like a chicken"
"Don't call her like that! Call her Tini. Martina. Something like that."
"Looks like I missed a lot. You really have to say a lot. I mean. Kissing with one and defending another? Dude... That's not possible"
"It is, trust me. Tini is just angry about something"
"About what?"
"I don't even know"
"Ask her!"
"No... She will not approve that. She'll walk away again."
"Trust me boy" He walked to me and put his hand on my chest. "A girl who really loves you, doesn't walk away"
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Okay Tini has to know who he is, I mean, she can't walk away from my friend. Why would she walk away? Okay yes, it wasn't that handy from Facu to say that Tini is delicious, even though she is... NOT! Even though she's not! Man I have to realise that... Okay where can she be? I looked seriously everwhere.
While thinking and looking for Tini I bumped into someone,
"Hey dude watch where you're going!"
"Wow Tini... Take a chill pill will ya?"
"What do you want Jorge?"
"An explanation"
"For what?"
"Uhm... Let me think... Ignoring me and walking away from a conversation with you, me and Facu, who I didn't see in ages"
"First of all, you're not the only one who needs an explanation. I need one too. You can answer it for us both and second of all, our conversation ended and the conversation between you and Facu was about me. Not with me."
"Our conversation wasn't over."
"Really? 'Cause it was for me. It already ended when you choosed someone above me. While not even knowing her!"
"What happened that night? Why are you so pissed? And why are you keep repeating that I choosed someone above you? I will never!"
"Really? So what you want to say is that there is another Jorge on this school, another one who knows everything about me, another one with a sister called Lodo and another one who was kissing someone infront of me when I needed you or 'Jorge 2.0' the most?"
"What happened that night with you? With me and Lodo?"
"You don't even know?" She asked me with disbelieve and with getting harder and louder every word.
"No... I don't"
"Come on! Everyone knows it! Don't you think it's suspicious that you see on every corner in the building a paper with me in my dress what says: Tok, tok, the chicken is as single as a pringle again. Please if you want a wing of me, fly to my house. We can give eachother our eggs."
Shit... Is that about her...
"Yes it is! Your beloved sister went in bed with my boyfriend!"
Ah shit...
"Sorry my Tinita..."
"I'm not yours. Never was. Never be."
Like a knife through your heart. And she was gone.
"No wonder that everyone is talking about her as the burned chicken." I felt a hand on my shoulder. The one of Facu.
"With this picture... I would go for that other girl man... Looks like she could kiss good. And most important from it all! She doesn't look like a chicken..."
"Come on... Why is this happening to me? Why do you have all the nice girls?" I asked with having no clue.
"They call me the King of the Girls... Get it? In a kingdom there's only one king. I'm the one. So sorry for you. But just to let you know, to give you a tip, that chicken... You hurt her. But now... You broke her."
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The End《Jortini》
FanfictionSometimes you think that it's the end while it's just the beginning. × Martina Stoessel × Jorge Blanco