I hate you, I love you - Simbar (Completed)

Part 8

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update but I was sick... However, here is the chapter! Enjoy!!!

Simón's POV
One second Ámbar lips were attached to mine and the other she was running upstairs.
I freeze in my spot, taking my hand to my lips. I hear a door slam and finally wake up, turning to the stairs as well.
"Simón!" Luna exclaims. "Is everything okay? What happened?" She asks, placing a hand in my shoulder.
"Luna... I have to go..." I whisper, starting to climb the stairs.
When I am facing Ámbar's room, I knock twice but no response. I knock again, this time louder. Still nothing.
"Simón what's going on?" Luna asks, gasping for air after following me.
"Ámbar!" I call her but she continues ignoring me. "ÁMBAR!!!" I hear something break and hit the door again.
"Luna, can you please give me a few minutes? Please?"
Luna leaves with her eyes wide open, probably scared with what is going on.
I can't think about it right now. How did this happen? How did we go from fighting to kissing to nothing?
I slide to the floor, placing my head against the door. Ámbar is crying really hard and by the way it is looking, she is probably not too far from me. So I have to try again.
"Ámbar! Please, can we talk?"
"..."
"Ámbar stop acting this way! We need to talk"
"..."
"God, I hate you!" I scream, hitting the door again.
Two seconds later the door is opened, than closed, making me stand and stare at a crying Ámbar.
"You hate me?!" She asks pointing at herself. "Like I hadn't noticed that yet! Why did you just kiss me?"
"I didn't kiss you!"
"Oh no... So your lips were on mine by magic..."
"No... you kissed me as well..."
"Rightttt..." She crosses her arms, rolling her eyes.
"Now you are going to tell me you didn't kiss me?" I ask, agitated in my place. She says nothing, only standing there with her eyebrows raised. "Yeah okay I kissed you because I hate you! I hate that I ever loved you! But at least I admit having done it!"
"Excuse me?!" She exclaims, her face a false surprised.
"Yeah! You lie about everything! So of course you lied about having kissed Benicio!" I let out a doubt that has been hunting me since that day.
She raises her eyebrows and inhales.
"You are not going to deny it?"
"Would it make any difference if I denied it?" She shrugs
"Yes..."
"Why? Does it bother you that I may have kissed Benicio? That I might have enjoyed it? More than kissing you?" She asks, defying me, taking a step closer to me. I can only swallow, shocked by her words.
When she is only a few inches away from me, she pulls back, leaving me breathless.
"You didn't hear me out when I asked you, when I needed and begged you to hear me out. To let me explain myself. Now you want me to defend myself on this? No thanks I better have you continue thinking about it. And I hope it makes you suffer the way you make me suffer. Because guess what? I hate you too!"
"That's good then! Because I really don't want to see you again!"
"If you didn't follow Luna like a lost puppy I wouldn't see you so often! And yes that would be a blessing!"
"What do you know? You are locked in there the whole day!"
"I have known you two enough to see how you two act... Don't you have a life? Why are you always here?"
"Because Luna wants me to..."
"See... you live based on what Luna wants. So yes I am better in my room thank you very much..."
"We are much better without you too!" I yell back and regret it the second after. Her eyes turn from angry to devastated, and even though she was attacking me with all she has, it seems as if something was turned off inside of her.
She throws herself on the floor, and buries her head in her knees, crying. Giving up.
My heart tightens, I have never seen her like this. I fall on the ground next to her and place a hand in her hair, caressing it.
"Ámbar..."
"Go away! Leave me alone! Like you did before! Like everyone did! I never had anyone either way..." she mumbles, still in the same position.
I gasp, not knowing how to act. I hate her so much for everything she did to me, to Roller, to everyone. But seeing her like this, so broken, reminds me of the little girl in the video. Of the Ámbar who needed someone to be there for her. Not the cold and mean Ámbar who wanted to hurt everyone.
"Ámbar! It's not like that... We care about you... you just broke our trusts..." I continue, rubbing her arms trying to calm her. She continues rocking herself for a while.
She lifts her head and leans against the wall. "I just wanted to get back what was mine. To be perfect. To be popular. To be cared..." She admits, focusing on a spot on the wall in front of her. Avoiding my eyes.
"Life isn't about being perfect, bonita..." I whisper and she turns to me, finally looking me in the eyes. She shakes her head. "No, Simón... Please just let me alone... Don't come here pretending to want to help me. I know I cannot be forgiven for everything I have done. I get it. I have to live with it. But I cannot be given hope and then be left all alone again. It's too hard..." She confesses, her tears streaming down her eyes.
"I am not abandoning you. And I am not forgiving you. You are right, it cannot be done. But I want to hear what you have to say. I want to understand why you did what you did..."
Ámbar closes her eyes, and I feel the urge to wipe her tears, so that's what I do. She gives me a half smile.
"But now, you are sick and you need to get better! I won't get mad at you again. I am sorry, it was wrong of me. I... uhm... let's forget what just happened and go back to what we were doing?"
"Forget everything?" She asks with a flame in her eyes.
I cough. "Uhmm... um, the bad bad parts. When you get better we talk okay?"
She nods, looking calmer now.
"Can you just... uhmmm... please... give me a hug?"
I pull her closer to me and wrap my arms around her. I hate this girl ao much but I still cannot help but care about her.