coffee shop | emilio martinez

Chapter Six

Rose's P.O.V

From: Unknown Number

Hey Rose, I hope you have a good night.

I smile as I look at the text I had received, knowing exactly who it's from.

I quickly type a response back, my fingers tapping the screen lightly.

To: Emilio

Hey Emilio! I hope you have a good night too.

I smiled stupidly at my phone, probably looking like a dumb love struck girl, but I didn't care. Emilio was super nice and I loved his company. Even if it was just over text. His smile lightened up everything in the room, and could warm the darkest of my days into a bright one.

Not only was he attractive, but everything about him on the inside made me so happy. His personality was absolutely one of a kind.

"Why the hell are you smiling so big?" Briana smirked at me, spinning around my floating chair I had hanging in my room, it was clear but had a fur cushion, it was one of the most admirable features in my room. Most people fell in love with it after sitting in it, it was just unique and cool.

I quickly wipe the smile off of my face, and throw my phone on my bed.

"Um nothing. I just saw this super cute video of dogs." I say quickly, my voice slightly shaky from her catching on to me.

"Mhm sure." She shoots back still spinning around.

I walk into my bathroom, stripping out of my clothes, throwing them into the hamper, then changing into some grey sweatpants and a black shirt.

I look in the mirror, and put my hair up in a messy bun, so my long hair doesn't get in the way when I sleep.

I quickly wash my face with my acne scrub, dry my face, and apply some face lotion, to keep my skin smooth and soft.

I walk out of my bathroom, seeing Briana already settled into one half of my king size bed. I silently slip into the left side of the bed, cuddling myself into the duvets and pillows on my bed. I instantly feel myself dozing off, the image of a cute, sweet spain boy on my mind.

••••
"Rose!"

I jolt awake to the feeling of someone shaking me awake., sweat dripping down my forehead and tears flowing down my face.

It was another one of those sleepless nights, I had the same nightmares of the tragedy over and over again.

The imagines flashed through my mind, I couldn't quite get them to flee my mind. The sensation of heartbreak coming back, remembering those horrible times.

Quickly shaking my head, I look over to the small clock on my nightstand, reading 2:47 AM.

"Rose are you okay?" Briana asks, awake next to me.

I groan as a I roll over in bed, trying to fall back asleep. Sadly it wasn't that easy.

"Yeah um it was just a dream about Adam." I respond sitting up, wiping the sweat and tears from my face. She doesn't ask me any further questions, moving on from the subject.