Solos contra el mundo - Simbar (On hold- updates soon)

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Ámbar's POV

Finally it was the day Emilia would be arriving and I couldn't be more excited.
If my life here at the mansion had been terrible until Luna's birthday party, after that it only got worse.

Firstly, Alfredo had decided he wanted to make it up to me for not thinking about me so he was all the time monitoring my every move. Asking if I was okay, if I needed this, that... It could be cute and I could enjoy it if it was 90% less and if it wasn't obviously only pity.

This even extended to him deciding to monitor my actions as well. All because Lunita and her friends had commented that I had drank more than I should and that I didn't even make and effort to stay at the party...
Honestly who did those losers think they were to comment about what I did or didn't do? They think they are saints or what?

So I was now almost forced to eat with them when that was the last thing I wanted. I didn't have anyone else to eat with so I had to accept it... That or simply lock myself and ignore them. Which basically never worked... Just what I needed...

But what made it completely impossible to live on this house was when Luna (and of course because of that everyone else) found out that I had slept with Simón on her birthday party.

Flashback:

It was three days after that stupid party. Three days after my night with Simón. Three days since I had last seen him, which believe me was totally strange.

If when Luna was only the daughter of the employees he stayed a lot with her, now that she was the owner, both him and all of her friends came here quite a lote. Specially him.

So a day without seeing Simón, even though it might be a relief, was totally strange. Obviously he was avoiding me. Which I wanted and didn't at the same time.

I was in my room, writing these line that came up to my mind. It was something no one knew, but I did enjoy writing songs. It was always a way of expressing my feelings without showing them to everyone else.

Monica came to my bedroom, knocking on the door to call me for lunch. I really really didn't want to go, but I had already skipped breakfast, so I was hungry, and it was that or Alfredo would be showing up soon.

I followed her downstairs, with her explaining me what she had done to eat. However, I didn't really focus on anything that she was saying, my eyes and attention stopping on the Mexican who was looking in my (our) direction.

Our eyes met and for a second I think I froze on my spot, but he quickly looked away, following Luna to the dinning area outside.

Alfredo was the one who planned where we should sit, and just luckily (notice the sarcasm please) he had sat Simón right in front of me. It was the worst lunch ever.

I was angry and disappointed at Simón. I couldn't believe we had shared what we had, and he still could not look at me like a person and not whatever he thought I was. Well what could be expected if he ran away like a coward, not facing his actions. Seemed like it was his habit, to run away and ignore things, not letting a conversation about the situation happen. And I always thought he was mature...

After lunch, and since I really was not up to the whole "family afternoon", I went back to my room, more ideas for my song popping in my head after that productive lunch. Well at least in that sense it was...

I was lost in my thoughts when my door was burst open and Luna ran inside, being followed by Simón.

"Hey! What do you think you are doing! Get out!"