mistaken | jorge + martina ✓

thirteenth

mistaken

"Morning" Jorge yawned out while Martina opened her eyes softly.

"Morning handsome" She giggled out and placed a kiss on his shoulder.

"You think I'm handsome?" Jorge laughed while pulling Martina closer.

"Of course I do" She replied and got away from his arms. She stood up from her bed and took her phone from her desk.

It was 10 am.

She quickly walked towards Olivia's room and got the shock of her life when she saw it was empty.

She sprinted down the stairs like her life was hanging from it. Her eyes scanned the living room and her body calmed down when she saw Mariana playing with Olivia.

Jorge had followed Martina downstairs and was now standing next to her.

Olivia looked up and saw her two parents standing at the end of the stairs. She stood up from her game and ran towards them, hugging both of them tight.

"You two were still sleeping and this girl had woken up, so I decided to help her" Mariana explained on which Martina smiled at her mom while holding her daughter in her arms.

"Have you already aten with grandma?" Martina asked while she lowered to Olivia.

"Yeah, she made me bweakfast" Olivia told her mother happily. Martina smiled, first at Olivia and then at Mariana.

"Me and daddy are going to eat breakfast now" Martina explained as Olivia nodded happily and walked back to her toys after she gave both Martina and Jorge another hug.

Martina walked to the kitchen, followed by Jorge. She walked towards the furnace and wanted to start, but Jorge pulled her away.

"I'll make you a surprise breakfast" He said on which a little giggle escaped Martina's lips.

She nodded and sat down on a chair beside the table. Jorge started making her an English breakfast. Bacon, egg, sausage, everything which belongs there.

As he finished the kitchen was a huge mess but two plates were neatly filled with an delicious, typical English breakfast.

He took the plates from the messy kitchen and placed one of them in front of Martina.

"Wow impressive Jorge" Martina said while she was shocked about how good the breakfast looked.

Jorge laughed and sat down next to her while he putted his plate also on the table. Martina kissed his cheek soft before eating the delicious food from her plate.

"It's amazing handsome" She whispered in his ear with a soft voice, making Jorge's entire body stiffen.

He slowly swallowed his food before carefully turning his head towards hers. She was looking at him with a smirk plastered on her face.

He slammed his lips onto hers, not being able to resist it anymore. She smiled in the kiss but kissed him back either way.

A few minutes later they pulled back from their kiss. "Don't tease me" Jorge said while he kissed the top of her nose.

She laughed but her face quickly turned serious. "So what now Jorge? How are we going to do this? Are we going to get back together?" She asked him as suddenly the tension rose around them.

"Uhm.. I don't know" Jorge awkwardly said while he scratched his neck. Silence fell inbetween them.

"What do you want now? How do you see your future?" Martina then broke the silence, her eyes looked seriously at Jorge.

"I think we should raise Olivia together, move back to Buenos Aires and-" Jorge wanted to continue but Martina stopped him there.

"I'm not moving back there" Martina stated, and she wasn't kidding. Jorge looked at Martina in disbelief.

"What? Why not? I mean your family lives there, all of our friends..." Jorge said while his mind was turning 100 miles per second.

He wanted nothing more than to fly back to Buenos Aires and see all his friends and family again.

"You can say anything you want but I'm not going back, not in a million years" Martina simply said, more serious than ever.

"I love it here, this place makes me calm, it makes me happy. I want to raise Olivia here, learn her both Spanish and Italian. Give her a life here in Italy" Martina explained, tears left her small eyes.

"But I can't be here forever, and you can't either. I mean, our whole lifes are in Buenos Aires" Jorge replied, still in disbelief of what Martina was saying.

"I left everything behind Jorge, and I don't regret my decision. I love it here, I'm not going to leave. I made my own friends here, and found a job" Martina cried out.

She didn't want or raise Olivia without Jorge, but she want going to move back for him. She wanted to stay here.

"Well, I want to stay here for a few days but I'm not staying forever." Jorge concluded after he thought about what to say for some time.

"So you are just going to leave us, your family, like that!?" Martina shouted, standing up from her seat.

Jorge stood up as well as they stood in front of each other. "I want to be there for both of you, but I can't stay here forever! I have my own life as well!" He shouted in response.

"Get out" Martina then whispered under her tears. Jorge didn't move a muscle. "Get out!" She screamed with all her power.

Jorge angrily turned around and 2alked out through the backdoor of thw kitchen. Just before he threw the door closed Martina said something.

"You're an ass Jorge Blanco" She said as he threw the door shut and stormed away from the house.

Martina fell on the ground, her face was filled with tears. She snuggled up into her knees and held her hands in front of her crying eyes.

She kept crying and crying until her mother walked into the kitchen with Olivia by the hand. "Mommy?" The small girl asked while releasing from Mariana's hand and running up to her mom.

She wrapped her tiny arms around her mother's neck. Martina let out a weak smile through her tears and let Olivia sit on her lap.

Mariana took a look at Martina before mouthing 'Jorge?' towards her.

Martina nodded her head at her black haired mom who looked at her in mercy. Mariana say down next to Martina and Olivia on the ground while she hugged her daughter and granddaughter.

"You'll be fine, you're better off without him" Mariana whispered in Martina's ear who nodded but has no believe in what her mother said.

Martina held tight onto her daughter who still was clueless of what was going on.

The three girls were holding each other tight while they leaned against the kitchen wall. None of them cared what a huge mess the kitchen was.

Martina was deeply lost in her thoughts, about Jorge. Jorge had placed himself against a tree somewhere in Milan.

He cried his eyes out while this king about Martina.

At this moment both of them didn't have the feeling like they belonged anymore.

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