xiomara's p.o.v:
"catlina, i need help," i said while knocking on catlina's door. she opened the door.
"what is it?" she sounds tired. i don't want to bother her.
"i was going to ask you if you could help me get a dress but you seem tired so i'm going to leave you alone," catlina nodded. what's wrong with her?
"what's wrong catlina?" i asked worried. "nothing," she shook her head. i knew for a fact something was bothering her. i need to know.
"don't fool me, what is it?" i asked. she looked down to the door.
"it's because.." she moved away from the door and i walked inside. "it's because what?" i asked while scanning her temporary room. her room was a mess.
"my oldest brother managed to punch my mom," she sounds sad. i turned around as fast as i can in shock.
"what the fuck? why?" i asked.
"it's because my mom came home tired and frustrated. she saw my brother making a mess and she lectured him. i guess my brother got annoyed and punched my mom," she started to cry. i ran to her. i hugged her.
"don't cry, your mom will be fine. everything will be fine," i tried to comfort her.
"no it won't!" she snapped. "i'm so fucking tired of believing that everything will be fine!" she yelled. i backed away.
"catlina, don't yell. i know how much it hurts. i can feel your pain but not everything will be fine all the time. it's called life, remember when you said that you'd do anything for your family and friends?" she nodded. "why not do it for yourself? it isn't that bad catlina. if you have to be a heartless bitch, be one just as long as you're happy. do whatever that'll make you happy. what happened to the leader i know?" i asked her.
"i'm right here but she's fading away," she said sadly.
"no she's not, she's just giving up. don't give up catlina, you're stronger than what you think and know. trust me, you'll find someone soon that'll help you," i said smiling. "more than anyone."
"thanks so much. mika and you are always there for me," i hugged her again. "now about that dress, i bought this dress before but it never fitted me so i'll give it to you. i haven't worn it," she added.
"thank you so much," i thanked her. "can i see it?" she nodded.
"wow it's really pretty, are you sure i can have it?" i asked looking at her. "yes you can have it, you'll look great," she said.
"so what's this dress for?" she asked. i looked away.
"well it's for a date," i said shyly. she suddenly looked up and smiled. "awe, you're finally going to a date!" she exclaimed. i rolled my eyes at her and nodded.
"well here, you can have it" i thanked her again.
the dress was plain but pretty. hopefully zach will like it. shit, did i just care about what he thinks? fuck no. i never gave a fuck about what anyone thinks. damn. i've fallen this hard?
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Tamed
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