Chapter 32

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Morning~
Aria's POV

"Morning love." Mateo kisses my cheek.

Faking well half faking a smile I kissed him back.

Before he could go for a second one I quickly got up.

"I'm gonna go wash up." I murmured.

"Sure..."

Mateo's POV

Did she hear me?

Could she?

I was positively sure she was asleep.

"Hey Mateo. I'm gonna go out with Mark today ok?" She walked out of the bathroom.

What?!

"What's with you and Mark lately!" I shouted unknowingly.

A little taken back from my outburst. She frowned.

"You've been hanging a lot around him. What gives."

"Is it my fault?! Is it my fault that I can't go back to work BECAUSE OF YOU!" She pointed at me. "Is it my fault that YOU DONT HAVE TIME TO SEE ME ANYMORE! IS IT MY FAULT THAT I MISS YOU SO MUCH I HAVE TO LOOK TO YOUR THRID IN COMMAND TO SPEND TIME WITH ME!"

Aria's face red with anger, she walked out of the room before I could say anything.

God what's wrong with me!!!

Aria's POV

My god!!!

Can't he control his jealousy or something!

Whatever.

*stomach growls*

"Breakfast..." I mutter.
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Halfway through cooking.

Pair of arms slide around me. Quickly before locking me I shake them off.

"Look love I'm sorry ok...I'm just jealous."

I rolled my eyes.

His always jealous.

"Please love. I miss you." He kissed my neck sending shivers down my spine.

"We've just seen each other. Your crazy." Shrugging him off once again.

I carried the eggs to the plate and brought it to the table.

"Sit and eat." I ordered.

Sighing he sat and started to eat.

*bam!*

Mateo quickly got up and stood protectively in front of me.

"Oh Mateo!!!~"

A super duper high pitch voice rang.

"Fuck..." he mutter.

What now....

"Mateo where are you!" The voice gets angrier.

"Hide now." He whisper.

"No. Who is that girl!" I frown.

"No one of your concern." The girl walked in.

She was a brunette.

(Yes she was from the first season of 'the originals' in watching it now and I like her

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(Yes she was from the first season of 'the originals' in watching it now and I like her. Evil and all she's pretty.)

"I'm Monique. And last I check you were not suppose to be in here." She glared.

"Mateo who is she." I asked.

"More like who are you." Monique pointed at me. "Last time I check and heard. My sister is suppose to be Mateo's first, last and only love!"

"Sister? First, last, only love?! What is this?!" I shouted.

"Listen Aria. I think you should leave." He turned to face me.

"What?"

A face full of anger, confusion and sadness filled mine.

"I said leave." His face harden. "Now!"

I flinched.

Tears filling my eyes, the corner of it Monique was smirking.

"Fine. Then don't ever come looking for me again." I spat.

Doing the thing I hate...

I pulled the ring he gave me and threw it.

"I hate you." I whisper harshly.

Running I slammed the door on the way out.

Mateo's POV

No....

Looking in horror at the ring on the floor.

I failed my grandmother...

Trying my best to keep the tears from falling .

"Now that's done with. Let's go." Turning to face Monique.

I sighed.

Nodding. Today's the day....

Aria's POV

"*scream*"

I hate this....

The feeling of heartbreak.

"Aria..."

"I. Don't. Want. To. See. ANYBODY RIGHT NOW!"

I clutch my head.

Keep it together...

Come on aria!

You've been through this before! You can do it again.

But it was so hard...

Three days after Sam was kicked out.

"I hate him!"

*Flipped over a coffee table*

"I can't believe I loved him!!"

*punches mirror*

"Aria! Calm down!" Maya rushes in inspecting my hand.

"Your bleeding."

"Maya I feel like a fool...I've been used..." I cried more.

"His not worth it..." she whispers.

"But he was! Maya I gave him my heart! And he crushed it!"

"At lease not your innocence."

"Not helping!" I sniffled.

"Let's get you cleaned off."
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"Let me help. If you don't let me help. I can't do anything." Maya pleaded.

"Then don't...I don't want help! I just want to be alone! Understand that!" I yelled.

Gulping, tears filling hers, she left quietly.

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