[ M A R T I N A ]
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I was crying on a random bench in a random park. My head was hurting and my eyes were red and puffy.
I looked like an actual mess. I also felt like an actual mess. I broke my friendship with Cande and I messed with Jorge's life.
Everything in my life has changed since Jorge found out. I was okay with the way I lived. It wasn't perfect, but I was the only one who knew about my problems and I was the only one who had to deal with it.
On school everyone treated me normally and Cande was my best friend. Now, I lost Cande, Jorge and me are 'friends', and I have no where to go.
I promised Jorge I wouldn't go back to my father and even though I ran away from him I'm not going to break that.
I felt drops of rain fall onto my tired body. I sighed while cuddling up in my own knees. The rain started bursting out of the sky. I tried to hide under a tree but the rain got right through it.
My clothes got soaking wet while the rain kept falling. Tears fell down my cheeks, realising what a screwed up life I actually have. I sat down on the ground against a tree.
I didn't care about the rain anymore, I didn't care about school anymore, I didn't care about my father or Jorge anymore. Because in the end I'll always be left alone.
Caring less is the easiest way too be happy. The problem is that I care too much, even though I don't want to.
I cried and cried while the rain poor down from the sky. My phone got soaked as well as it was completely broken. I was worthless.
At this moment I missed my mother more than ever. A mother is a person who you can turn to anytime you want, no matter what problem you have.
She'll calm you and take you in your arms while giving the perfect advice. You'd cry and thank her for everything. A mother is someone who is aways there for you.
Just then I heard a voice scream my name. "Martina!" He shouted. Only one name repeated in my head. Jorge.
I then saw his footsteps in front of me and a relieving sigh leaving his mouth. "There you are" He loudly said, trying to be hearable between the heavy rain.
He walked over to me and his soaking wet body sat down next to mine against the tree. He wrapped his arm around my body and I placed my head on his shoulder.
I held him tightly against me, smelling his cologne. "Thank you" I whispered while I hid my tiny head in his wet chest. He smiled and just pressed me tighter against him. And there we were, cuddled up into each other while rain crashed down over our heads.
Without even realising my eyes closed and I slowly drifted asleep. I felt him kiss my wet hairs before I completely zoned off.
Maybe there was someone who cared about me.
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My eyes opened, finding a sleeping Jorge by my side. The rain had stopped as we were still seated against the tree.
HIs lips were slightly parted and his wet hair was laying loosely over his face. With one of my hands I placed some of his hair out of his face. He probably noticed my small movement as he woke up and looked at me.
Around us everything was dark, it was probably around midnight. "Are you feeling better?" He immediately asked me. I nodded surely, he made me feel better.
"Let's go to my house. You can take a shower and we'll put on dry clothes" He proposed while looking at me with those perfect green eyes.
I nodded and slowly released from his body before standing up. I immediately started shivering from the cold wind that took over the temperature in my body.
Jorge rapidly stood up behind me and quickly held me close to him again, noticing I was cold.
"My car is one street away, there are blankets in there" I smiled as together we walked through the street until.
All the houses were dark and empty, everyone was asleep. Jorge held me tight against him, like someone was going to harm me.
After some time we finally reached his car. My body was still shivering and my hands were shaky.
He opened the door for me as I sat in the seat next to the driver. He quickly walked to the back and seconds later he stepped in the car with blankets in his hand. He closed his door and placed the blankets over my shivering.
After some time I had 3 blankets over my body and he had one. "Don't you want another one? I can survive with two" I said but he insisted that I should keep all 3 of them.
I sighed but finally agreed with him. He started driving until we reached his house. We got out of the car and walked towards the door. He tried opening the door as it wouldn't open.
He frowned and then looked like he just did something really stupid. "I forgot to take the keys this morning" He admittedly told me while looking guilty.
"It's okay, we can just sleep in the car" I proposed, trying not to make him feel bad. He slapped himself on his forehead before nodding to me and leading me to the car.
"But aren't you gonna be cold?" He questioned me. His tone sounded worried. It was kinda cute.
"Not if you hold me close" I mumbled but apparently he heard me since he chuckled and smirked. Oh if I could slap away that smirk of him.
He opened the door of the backseats of the car. I looked at him with confusion shown in my eyes. "Here is more space" I smiled and got inside while holding the blankets.
He immediately got inside behind me and closed the door after him. After some time of twisting and moving around we both layed under the blankets and at least a bit comfortable.
Our bodies were tightly pressed against each other, our legs tangled. His arm was wrapped around my waist and my hands layed on his chest.
My head leaned on his shoulder and my still wet hair was spread over his chest. "Goodnight" He whispered and kissed my head softly.
I never imagined I could feel this safe and this happy in so little circumstances.
I smiled, finally feeling warm and safe. "Goodnight" I said in response before closing my eyes and drifting asleep.
I heard him mumbling something but I couldn't hear him clearly. Probably wasn't important.
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i love youu
-¡manon!
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darkest days | jorge + martina ✓
General FictionCOMPLETED the two hate each other. jorge and martina I'm talking about. if they could, they would kill each other, no kidding. they're in the same class but both always hating on each other. but it appears to be that martina has the darkest secrets..
