darkest days | jorge + martina ✓

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Jorge suddenly came up to me and Cande and started walking next to us on my side.

My head turned to Cande and we looked at each other confused. We were walking to our next class while Jorge had a total different lesson than we had.

"What's up?" I casually asked, not having a clue what words else could've left my mouth.

"Has your father tried to reach you already?" He asked me all of a sudden. His eyes showed a mix of worry and mercy.

"No, but I'm still kinda afraid" I admitted. My eyes kept gliding around us, making sure no one was eavesdropping on us.

I didn't want any more people to find out about my father. I didn't want people to feel bad for me or have mercy with me.

I don't want to be that one person that needs to be taken care of. 2 persons who feel sorry for me is enough.

"I'll promise you he won't get you" I felt Cande nudge me from the side, smirking widely.

I gave her a death stare before looking at Jorge. "Thank you Jorge. what's your class now?" I asked him directly after.

"I have French, see you!" He said and kissed my cheek before running off. My hand slowly touched my cheek slightly.

"Aww" I suddenly heard from Cande. I looked to my side and saw her smirking at me.

"Shut up Candita" I spotted out, making her laugh about herself. 

"I'm just saying that you so like him" She said while purposely putting her emphasis on 'so'.

I rolled my eyes and hit her on her shoulder. "I don't" I stubbornly responded before dragging her with me inside the next classroom.

"What about your project with him, is it going okay?" She continued, still trying to push the subject to the top while I was trying to avoid it.

"Yes it's going fine, now sit down and shut up" I demanded her while my eyes had a mixture of annoyness and laughter in them. 

She laughed and finally sat down on the chair, not talking about Jorge anymore. The teacher walked inside and both Cande and Martina now looked at the teacher.

"I'm bored" Cande said to me after the teacher told us to silently work for ourselves.

"But she literally just told you what to do" I laughed out while slightly shaking my head at her weirdness.

"But that work sucks so yeah" She casually said and sneakily picked her phone from her bag.

In our school teachers were really strict on the use of phones, but we still managed to do it.

I also took my phone and hid it behind my book which I had layed down on the table.

I saw that a message of Jorge had popped up in my screen. I pushed on it and opened the message.

I need to talk to you. Now.

The message was as clear as it could be. There was most probably trouble for Jorge and I caused it.

I rapidly put up my hand and asked the teacher if I could go to the toilet. "Yeah go ahead" She replied as I quickly stood up but Cande carefully touched my arm.

"I need to go to the toilet" I lied to her before quickly walking out of the classroom.

I practically ran towards the toilet and immediately called Jorge. "Where are you? Why do you need to talk?" The questions left my mouth just after he picked up the phone.

"Martina, your father called me" I leaned back against the wall of the toilet and closed my eyes.

No, this couldn't seriously be happening.

"What? But how? When?" I directly asked in a worry kind of tone. He sighed and started talking.

"Like just before I send you that message. He told me to let you go otherwise even worse consequences will follow" Suddenly I felt like we were inside of some creepy movie with a psychic man chasing us.

The only thing was that this was real, and that man was my father.

"Where are you now?" I questioned him, wanting to see him really bad now.

"Just in the hallway by my locker" I think for a second before answering.

"I'll be there" I told him before hanging up the phone.

I ran out of the toilet towards the lockers. I saw him standing against his locker, staring at his phone.

I ran up to him and out of automatism wrapped my arms around his neck. He immediately held me after he shocked.

"This has to stop Tinita, you can't live like this." He told me while I released from his secure arms.

"I know, but I can't do anything about it. I don't have anyone" I explained while I also leaned against the lockers.

"You have me" He suddenly said, took my hands and turned me to face him.

I looked into his green eyes. He looked serious but his eyes showed more of happiness.

"We need to tell this, it's better to talk about everything. People will understand you and make sure you'll feel better. You need to stop hiding your feelings behind your indignant attitude" Tears jumped into my brown eyes.

He was right and I didn't like it.

"I don't want to show my feelings. I don't want people to know about my troubles and feel sorry for me. I can't have it" I said while he took a firmer grip onto both of my hands.

"But you show me" He mumbled underneath his breath. I nervously looked into his greenish, confused eyes.

"With you... its different" I nervously blurt out. Suddenly he pulled me towards a tiny, empty spot behind the lockers.

Just then he held my face in his hands and pressed his warm lips onto mine. I shocked but automatically kissed his lips back.

He lowered his hands and held grip on my waist while my hands were lingered around his neck.

I didn't realise what was happening, but in a way I didn't want to realise it.

My lips moved tightly over his, not wanting to let go of his warmth, his scent.

After minutes my lips left his, with last, long touch. "You have me" He whispered while his eyes kept a steady look on mine.

"And I can never thank you enough" I replied before I crashed down in his chest.

For the first time our kiss wasn't awkward. Instead it made me feel more safe, closer to him.

I digged myself in his chest as suddenly the school bell rang which meant the classes were over.

I quickly released from Jorge's body as I realised that I still had my stuff in the classroom.

I rapidly placed a long kiss on Jorge's cheek before striking my hands beside his face. "I'll see you after school, I gotta go" I said and ran off to the classroom which I just had my class in.

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