Chapter 5 - Estupida

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Borderline- Ch. 5

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My phone rang four times.

Once was AJ, who had apparently been told by Miguel what had happened. He left a message that I listened to, telling me that if I was with Gill, I was probably going to be in bigger trouble than ever. He said he would come get me if I needed him to, and that I should stop overreacting and just come home so that we could talk about it. AJ was sure that Miguel wasn’t thinking, and that it would all blow over.

            I didn’t think so.

            Another time was from Julio, and he left a short message, too. All it said was that he was sorry, and that I should call him and we could get everything out that we needed to. But the thing was, I had already said everything that I needed to say. I wasn’t going to marry Julio, I didn’t care about him in a loving way anymore, and he was going to have to accept it. I deleted his message as soon as it was over.

            And the other two calls were form Miguel. He didn’t have to leave a message; I knew exactly what he was thinking. He was furious with me for leaving, and I knew from AJ’s message that he knew where I was, too. And that wasn’t going to make him happy at all. He hated Gill, and as far as I could tell he wouldn’t hesitate to keep me from my best friend at al costs.

            It didn’t matter though, I thought, as we pulled up into Gill’s driveway. I was with the one person that could make me happy right now.

            The first thing I saw when we stepped out of Gill’s big truck was his sister. Hannah was tall, taller even than her six foot tall brother, and her hair was white-blonde that fell all the way to the bottom of her back. She was planting flowers in the small flower garden they had beside their door, and the dirt was all over her. That was the thing about Hannah, she submerged herself into anything that she was doing, and often forgot about everything else until that task was over. So when Gill led me right past her and into their house, all without her seeing me, I didn’t get upset.

            Their parents weren’t home at four in the afternoon, so I didn’t have to dodge any of their questions. His mom was like a mother to me, since I had never had mine, and she often fussed over me like her own children. And ever since my dad died, Mr. Perkins had been in Dad overdrive, even going so far as to make me introduce Julio to him when we were still dating, so he could scare him away with his gun. I had almost felt bad at the time, since Julio had already gone through that with my real dad, but now I wished the gun’s safety hadn’t been on. Then I wouldn’t be in this predicament.

            My phone buzzed again, and AJ’s number ran across it. I sighed. If he was calling again in such a short period of time, he wouldn’t give up until I answered. Usually he would give me my space.

            “Hola,” I said, clicking the green button.

            “Hola. Where are you?”

            I glanced over at Gill, who was eyeing me. He wanted to know who it was. I put my hand over the phone and told him. He nodded, and then I went back to the conversation at hand. “Where do you think I am?”

            “With Gill. But I also think that would be a stupid move. And you’re not estupida.”

            “Sometimes I am,” I admitted, and then my brother knew his prediction had been right. He let out a big breath of air.

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