Pimentel Princess #wattys2018

Chapter 34 : January's pov

"Hafsa, can you help me text him?" I ask with a pleading face.

She shuts off her laptop, placing it and the end of her bed diverting all her attention to me. I had my phone over to her, my heart skipping a few beats. I'm so anxious, he probably thought we were weird. What if he wants to break up with me?

Hafsa deliberately left a long pause for tension, a cheeky smile played on her lips. The tension was killing me!

"HAFSA TELL ME FOR GODS SAKES!" I yell, praying Mama wouldn't come in.

"Okay okay," she giggles, holding her hands in surrender.

"He said :
your mom is gorgeous, just like her daughters,
Your dad is hilarious, but scary like Severus. Today was a treat, when next do we meet? Does he mean Severus Snape? But that poem was kinda cute." My heart fluttered. It was only words, yet I felt so gooey inside. He even made a Harry Potter reference.

"Ahh I don't know," My voice airy as lie on my bed.

"I'm in love Hafsa. I'm in love. Ofcourse, we were made for each other. I mean how is he not a model? He looks like he's the son of freaking Bruno Mars! And his smile, Aw." I sounded like one of those cheesy characters from romance movies. Ew.

I wanna hear the story of how Papa met Mama. I know she's not my mother, I pretend I hate her sometimes but I'm reality, I look up to her.

"Papa," I knock on the door. Papa, had been reading the book he wrote for me. He whips off his glasses placing them on his bedside.

"Yes princess?" He motions for me to sit beside him.

I look into his eyes, they're just like mine. I get told that a lot from Mom, and Papa gets his eyes from Mom.

I'm glad I took that. Mom is gorgeous.

"How did you meet Mama?" I ask. Holding his hand. He's told me before, but this time it feels different.

"I had a crush on her ages ago. Being the shy boy, I was too afraid she'd judge me. She got a boyfriend but sadly her boyfriend died. I had met Laila, when your Silly Tia went to meet up with her at Millie's Cookies. But she was even more breathtaking when she had finally noticed me. I carried her photo in my jeans, besides the one of my abulito. And we had dated for a while, she had helped out with you. And I saw how much she and you got along so I proposed to her. I married my crush. I'm eternally grateful." He says followed by a long sigh. Gosh he loved her.

"Papa, Valentino said 'your mum is gorgeous, like her daughters. Your dad is hilarious, but scary like Severus. Today was a treat, when next will we meet? That means he loves me right? Do you approve of him?" I ask.

I shut my eyes, praying he says yes.

"He seems a bit sketchy. I don't fully trust him yet," but Papa was always right.

If Papa didn't approve I never do it. So if Papa hasn't approved of the boy, maybe I should be careful.

By the time Monday comes around, I'm ready to face school with a smile for once.

Being popular isn't what you think, people look up to you and you can't upset them. Honestly it's like a curse that my dad's famous.

I see Valentino with my bestfriend, Serena, having a heated argument.

"So what," Serena rolls her eyes at Valentino.

"What's up guys?" I chirp.

"Nothing, Val's just leaving," She says sarcastically, and he stomps off.

"What's up with him?" I ask.

"Don't worry, he's on his period," she waves off as we walk to class.

At lunch, I sit at the table with Serena but Valentino is a no show. I'm starting to think that I've done something wrong.

"Do you think he hates me?" I blurt. Serena huffs, her cold breath making me shiver.

"What?"

"You didn't even listen to a thing I said, I brought you away from the group so I can talk about what's going on at home with Val."

"What do you mean?" I'm still confused, what's wrong with Valentino?

"His mother, she was diagnosed with dementia, and she's not even old. It's so hard for him because he has 3 triplet younger sisters. His dad is always at work, he has to cook, clean, help the girls, bathe them. It's too much for him. That's why he's been so stressed lately." I look at Serena with my jaw still dropped. Why didn't I know anything about his family, oh God I'm such a bad girlfriend.

The bell rings and grab Valentino's hand before he leaves class. "What?" He grabs my hand and throws it off himself.

"I gotta go," he says harshly, before running out of school. I can't keep up, he's running way too fast.

I stop to catch my breath and walk straight to the car. A weird feeling overcomes me as I think of Valentino. I feel sick.

"Whats wrong Princess? Mom is coming today," he says as he looks at me through the car mirror.

"Va- don't worry," I decide not to tell him. I don't want to worry him unnecessarily. I gulp down the feeling and stare out the window.

I had overcome my fear of cars. I had had this fear, as I had been in a car crash when I was younger.

It was a traumatic experience, I remember the conversation, I played in my mind over and over before the car hit. After that it went blank, and I woke up in a teal hospital room, the familiar sickly smell of handgel.

I hated the hospital and I had to always go with my Sister for chemo.

The best day of my life when Papa told me the chemo was gone.

Her tears of joy, her smile. She had been fighting cancer for 3 years, she was on the edge until some miracle saved her.

I'm so thankful to God, I don't know where I'd be without her. She's my teacher, my bestfriend, and my sister.