"Ay! That hurts pinche pendeja!" I complain as Ariel yanks at my hair for the one thousandth time with a comb. Needing a break from both of our boyfriends and not wanting to spend this Saturday alone, Ariel and I decided to hang out together at my place. Somehow, my best friend forced me to wash my hair and then she gained full reign of my scalp. I have been sitting in front of her, with various rock bands blasting from her speaker, as she pulls through my black hair.
I've never done anything like this before, the whole cliche best friend things. I've never really had friends, I've been cordial with everyone at school but never have I had a person I'd call my "best friend". It's nice to have someone like Ariel, to confide in and who makes you feel like a sister. She's sticks up for me and cares about me. It's nice being taken care of and not being the one to take care of others, but not in the romantic way.
"Cállate. Maybe if you weren't so tender-headed, we wouldn't have this issue." Ariel argues, detangling my hair again. With a groan, I pick up her phone and change the song.
My mother left again in attempts to look for a job, however my siblings are home. No one has been themselves for the past few days. It being so close to Christmas and a jobless mother has the ability to put a damper on everyone's mood. We have all just been in our rooms, isolating ourselves from each other. When Adeline found out, she cried. It broke my heat. She waited until my mom left the house and followed me into my room. Suddenly, a crying little girl was hugging me and I couldn't do anything but promise her that we will be okay.
John was livid when he found out. His first instinct was to blame Daniel, and I yelled at him for it. My mom took my side and agreed that it wasn't Daniel's fault. Then he started cursing about what we were going to do. My mom calmed him down, while I stomped to my room, pissed that he had the nerve to blame Daniel. My Daniel didn't do anything!Christmas is what I'm mainly concerned about for obviously reasons. What money we are going to use to buy things? Will we even have this apartment?
"Hey." Ariel says quietly, putting the comb down. I run my temples and glance at her. Her face shows heavy concern, sad eyes and furrowed brows. Placing a hand on my shoulder, Ariel nods at me. "Todo va a estar bien." Everything will be alright, she says.
"I hope so." I mutter. "This stress is killing me." Ariel starts to part my hair into sections before plugging in a flat iron and straightening my hair. Sighing, I pick up my phone and mess around for a little in order to waste time.
I really want everything to be alright. I want everything to go back to how it was before. But I just had to go and get into a relationship with my mom's bosses child. Way to Nida, you singlehandedly ruined your family. Maybe if we broke up, she would get her old job back. Yet there's no way in hell I can break it off with Danny. He's great, supportive, sweet, funny, so many other adjectives to describe him. Most of all, he genuinely cares about me. Daniel makes it known he feels and doesn't give a damn who knows it. Even though his parents fired my mom, he is standing by my side and defying his parents. They don't have the best relationship with each other, but Daniel is willing to sever it more. He's willing to do all of this for me.
Damn, I love him.
I, Nida Maria Vargas, am in love with Daniel Tyson. And he knows it. I haven't said the words yet, because I don't want to remember the first 'I love you' to be exchanged for in the middle of this horrible situation. Soon though, very soon, I will finally say it.
"¡Ay que linda! (How cute!)" Ariel gasps as she fluffs my hair out, snapping me from my thoughts. I take the time to look into the mirror across from my bed. I'll admit, she has magical hands. When I flat iron my hair, it never ends up pin straight, but Ariel magically did it. Running my hands through my own hair, I smile.
"Gracias. ¡Hiciste un buen trabajo! (You did a great job!)" I exclaim, continuing to play with my hair. Ariel beams at the compliment and moves so I'm not directly in front of her anymore, but sitting next to her.
"So... how's lover boy?" Ariel teases. I roll my eyes, but my heart stops at the 'love' part. Every time someone says the word love, even if it's in a song, my heart does a backflip and my brain floods with his name.
"As if you don't know." I answer sarcastically causing her to laugh and hit my leg playfully.
"Seriously Nida, how is he? Just because I'm dating his friend doesn't mean I know how he is. You're his girlfriend, you would be the person who knows the most." Giving a small smile, I play with my hair some more.
"He's really supportive. I dunno, I just find that very admirable." I respond finally. "He's willing to continue fighting with his parents because he doesn't want us to break up. But... but what if he decides I'm too much of a problem? What if he realizes how useless and a burden I actually am? I can't bear the thought of him leaving me. Ariel I-" My best friend grabs my hand and smiles at me.
"Love him. You love him." She finishes for me. Tears in my eyes, I nod in response. I still haven't said what I felt for him out loud yet. I refuse myself to cry, as I've been doing that a lot lately, and look my best friend in the eyes. The smile Ariel sports on her face is large, it almost stretching from ear to ear. Having someone say how I feel doesn't make me feel embarrassed or anxious like I thought it would, however it makes feel as if the words 'I love you' are stuck in a cage just dying to come out of my mouth. I'm not sure how much longer I can go without saying it, especially knowing how he feels about me.
Ariel reels me back into reality and begins to talk about Chris. "Speaking of love, Chris told me he loved me the other day." She announces as her face turns red from blushing. A loud gasp escapes my lips and I slap my bed repeatedly in excitement.
"What?! Ariel, that's so exciting! Congrats!" I squeal, pulling her into a hug. She laughs and hugs me back. I'm beaming with pride for her, that sisterly care coming forth. Her and Chris have always been a relationship that I've envied. Yet now that I have Daniel, I know what it feels like to be cared for and have someone that makes your heart speed up tenfold. The fact that she and Chris have that loving relationship makes me so happy for her.
Ariel pulls from the hug with a smile on her face still. Then a glint forms in her eyes that scares me. Silently, she leans next to me and grabs my phone.
"Your turn." She declares, a mysterious grin on her face. I raise an eyebrow, unsure what she's getting at, but it clears up when she says: "Call lover boy."
My expression drops, as does my heart. I'm not ready to tell him! I can't tell him! Not now! Shaking my head feverishly, I repeatedly exclaim, "No!" However, being who she is, she doesn't go for my answer. Going into my phone and pressing some buttons, Ariel thrust my phone at me as I see Calling Daniel :) on the screen.
"Ariel!" I protest but take the phone. My heart thuds in my chest, so loud I'm sure she can hear it.
"You need to tell him." Is what she replies.
Anxiously, my shaky hands press the phone to my ear and I bite lip. Then he picks up the phone.
"Hello?"
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[A/N]
Hey! Happy New Year to all of you! What did you guys do? How's life? Normally, I'm not one to talk about my feeling unless I'm really close to you but PSA TIME!
No matter what you are feeling, no matter how broken or lonely you feel, you're not alone. I know personally what it's like to not feel loved, to feel unworthy of anything, including being alive, but I can promise you that you are loved. Even if you can't find someone around you to tell you, I'll tell you. I may not know you but I do love you because every human deserves love. I haven't been feeling the best lately, and I hope it doesn't show in my writing. I'm so unhappy at the moment and I had to say that I don't want anyone to feel the way I do. If you ever feel like you need someone to talk to, I'm here. I don't care what time it is, who you are, what your story is, I'm here for you all.
I'm always here.
Have a great day!
Love y'all!
P.S.
Should I enter the teen fiction awards 2018? Idk if my book is that good but should I? I might just for the hell of it...
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