"Get out" she grumbled.
"Rosemary, I'm-"
"I said get out!"
I sighed and left her room quietly, feeling bad. I shouldn't have said anything. Why do I keep trying to be friends with this girl? She's not doing this for me, she's doing it for Maya. But still...she's always so sad...why can't I help?
"Don't worry she'll get over it" I heard Betty say, reassuringly. I nodded and looked up at her.
"So you heard what happened?" I asked.
"Yeah"
"Are you mad?"
"Nah, she gets like that all the time, especially about Maya. I feel bad and all, but honestly, I think it's about time someone told her the reality of the situation. Maya's gone, and there's nothing we can do about it. What she's doing is understandable, but she can't keep complaining about it. She needs to move on" she explained. I nodded and in agreement.
"Hey Betty" I started
"What is it?"
"Why did you give up modeling, to be a maid?" I asked.
"It's not something I'd like to tell the world, but I'll tell you if you keep it secret" she said. I nodded and listened.
"I didn't give up modeling. Modeling gave up on me. And I'd give up anything to go back to that life, of fame and beauty, it wasn't selfish, it was just a career that I enjoyed doing" she started. "But a few years ago, while I was living with my boyfriend Jerald, we were getting ready to get married, and while we were sleeping, I woke up feeling hot. I wanted to turn on the A.C, but when I touched the doorknob, it was burning hot. I woke up Jerald, and he bust the door open hoping to get us out of there, but there were flames, so big and fast, and we couldn't escape...well, not together..." she said.
"I'm so sorry..." I said.
"The only thing I could save was my engagement ring. I was wearing langerie underwear, and I didn't have any cloths to change into, so countless times I got some...unwanted attention. I wanted to hold the ring dear to me, as the last thing I had from my love...but I couldn't. Men can be so greedy sometimes, and when they don't get enough out of you, they take something else that makes them pleased. For me, it was the ring. Some guy used me until he was bored with me, then stole my ring for the money. Ever since, I had nothing but the scars from the incident and when the modeling agency saw them on my body, they tried using makeup to cover it. It worked for some time, until a girl with a similar appearance and figure as me came along without any scars. Thats when I was fired and replaced. I was jobless and penniless, and the worst part, was that months later, I found out I was pregnant. I was planning to abort my child so that it wouldn't have to suffer from starvation or something, but just as I was about to set my mind on it, I met Rosemary and her parents, and they set me straight with a full time job! It really was a blessing" she said with a smile.
"Well, are you still sad?" I asked.
"Not really. I still miss Jerald, and I love him too, I don't think I'll ever be able to love someone as much as I loved him, but I don't grieve anymore. I'm back on feet, I've got a job, a healthy daughter, and home now, and now that I've been able to provide for myself and replace the things I lost, I'm now in charge of who gets to be close and who doesn't" she said proudly.
"Thats really cool Betty! I don't think I'd be able to handle that" I said in awe.
"Thats not true, you can handle anything! You're a strong girl, with people who care about you Celia. When this happened to me, I was still a grown woman, and I chose to hustle on my own without asking for help, cuz I'd feel embarrassed. But now I think things would've been much easier if I had gotten over my silly pride. But I don't regret it, after all, I'm glad being where I am right now" she said. "And if this were to ever happen to you, you wouldn't be alone. But let's both hope nothing else has to happen to a sweet girl like you" she smiled.
"How dare you call me sweet!? I'm a rebel! Fear me!" I said with a laugh.
"It's been a while, if you talk to Rosemary now, I'm sure she'll be calm" Betty said with a wink. I nodded and ran off to make up with Rosemary. She may not like me, but still, she's done so much! The least I can do is apologize. I knocked on the door before entering, and I saw Rosemary sitting on the bed, reading a book. She looked up from it, at you, with a blank face.
"Hey,can I come in?" I asked.
"Whatever" she responded, but gave me a look that welcomed me in, so I entered.
"Sorry about earlier. I was just, so frusterated. I really am grateful for everything you're doing, but I was feeling down, ya know? And then you brought up Maya and I guess I just snapped. Rosemary...it's not my fault that Maya's gone, and I understand how you feel, because I miss her too, and I love her, but you have to move past this so that it won't hurt anymore! I know it's not my place to be telling you this, but I just felt the need to say something" I said. "Rosemary, I-" I was cut off as she engulfed me in a warm embracing hug. She nuzzled her face into my neck and held me close. I hugged back, happily accepting her into my life as a friend.
"I think I like you Celia...so don't leave me like Maya did" she said lowly. I nodded and pet her soft hair.
"Never. Friends?" I suggested.
"Don't get all mushy now old lady" she said, looking away flustered. But I could see a warm smile from the side of her face.
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No One Cares, When You're A Delinquent
Mistério / SuspenseMTD Boarding School (Mannerisms, Training, and Discipline), is known as the best boarding school for adolescent delinquents whose parents look for a great change. Celia is is a Hispanic girl from New York, sent there after some family conflicts at...