Torn // Emilio Martinez

Chapter 14

The day had finally come when Lucas, Marcus and I were flying back home for a while. I had still left some stuff in the house, planning on coming back in a pretty short amount of time and Jake ended up apologizing and telling me that I was always welcome back, although part of me still felt like he was upset with me. I did miss home though when I actually thought about it, and I needed to be with the twins even though it killed me to have to choose between them and my other friends as well as my boyfriend. We had finished bringing our stuff downstairs and we were ready to get into the van when Emilio pulled me to the side and asked to talk to me.

"Do you really think we should do this?" he asked as he took my hands in his.
"Why? Are you second guessing?" I asked him back, starting to get worried.
"I don't know, Jake and the boys talked to me and made me think maybe it wouldn't be the best idea. Maybe we shouldn't do the whole long distance thing," he said seemingly nonchalant about the entire thing.
"He mentioned something about you falling for someone else while you're gone and how it'll stop me from getting better in my career, maybe we can't handle it," he continued.
"So you don't want to try?" I asked.
"It would be better than breaking up over text or Skype because it's too hard to handle, right?" he said. I pulled my hands away from his, trying to hold back the tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. You can't cry in front of him, Bella, you can't.
"Well okay then," I sighed as I turned to walk back to the front door, at this point eager to leave.
"Bella no, I still really really like you, more than anyone before but what if it's too hard?" he asked.
"Nothing's too hard if you think it's the right person and put in the effort," I replied. "but it's fine, bye Emilio," I said as I walked to the front door. I gave everyone hugs, tears springing to my eyes as I hugged my best friends goodbye. Not only was I sad about Emilio, but I had become really good friends with Ivan too, and now I had to leave him and all my other friends.

We went outside and piled our stuff into the car and drove to the airport. Once we gave our last hugs for the next while, we waited for our plane.
"You okay?" Marcus asked me.
"Yeah, I think Emilio and I broke up," I shrugged, trying to act like I didn't care although my emotions were definitely written across my face.
"I'm sorry B," Marcus said simply, wrapping an arm around me and leaning his cheek against the top of my head.
"It's fine, just stupid that he only told me today instead of discussing it earlier," I explained, my heart feeling like it was at the bottom of my stomach.
"Douche move, always had a bad feeling about him," Marcus said seriously.
"He's not a bad guy, Marcus, he's really not. I think Jake kinda got into his head," I said, not wanting anyone to hate Emilio, because I sure didn't.

We got onto our plane and we spent most of the ride home talking about childhood memories and things we did before we moved to LA. Maybe it would be good to be back for a little while, even if it wasn't very long. Hopefully my time away wouldn't be spent being sad over Emilio, because that would ruin the entire purpose.

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Emilio

"YOU BROKE UP WITH HER?" Tessa and Alissa screamed at me simultaneously as their jaws dropped. I simply shook my head in response, not really in the mood to admit that I had done it.
"Why would you do that? I love you Emilio but that was stupid," Tessa said, shaking her head in disappointment.
"Jake said-"
"You listened to what Jake told you?" Alissa asked, "he doesn't know the first thing about girlfriends and how to be a good dude."
"I don't know, I guess I thought too much, it's too late though," I answered, looking down at my feet, not wanting to look 2 of Bella's closest friends in the eyes.
"You have no idea how into you she is, Emilio," Tessa said, "you fucked up, you better pray you can fix this."

The two girls walked away talking in hushed tones as they disappeared up the stairs. They were right, I really had fucked up, hadn't I?