darkest days | jorge + martina ✓

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I was staring at the wall, thinking about the kiss. I couldn't stop thinking about it.

The teacher was trying to explain something but legit no one in the class was understanding what he said.

I wasn't even paying attention but I could clearly hear everyone scream that they didn't understand a thing of what she was saying. To be honest I couldn't care what she was saying, my mind was filled with my father and Jorge.

We kissed. Two damn times. But if we decide to become a thing he's only gonna be with me more, and my father is already on his heals. I don't want Jorge to become a victim of my mess, but I also don't want to lose him.

His support is so calming, it feels so nice to have someone who genuienly cares about you. But I don't want him to hurt, I don't want my father to hurt him.

My thoughts get cut off by the sound of the bell. I stand up from my seat and place my stuff in my bag. Cande is standing next to me, screaming at the teacher that she wasn't leaving before she fully understood what our teacher was trying to make clear. 

I laughed at her and left the classroom. Cande knew I wasn't going to wait for her, we're just so different but so the same at the same time. I walked towards the lockers and opened mine, taking my coat from it. 

I turned around and immediately Jorge was right in front of me and held my waist. He placed a small kiss on my lips, making me giggle. 

See? That's what he does to me. He makes me forget about my problems for a while, he makes me feel wanted. With him by my side I change.

"Don't be so cheeky" I laughed and pushed him away from me. He tried to steal another kiss but I pushed him away again. 

"First drive me home, then you might get another one" I seriously stated, making him chuckle but nod fairly.

I smiled and took his hand before we walked together to his car. "Has my father tried to reach you again?" I asked him with a concerned look on my face. Jorge shook his head but still looked insecure. 

"No, not yet. But I'm scared he's gonna do something to you soon" Jorge replied while he pulled me towards him so my side touched his side. 

"I'm just scared he's gonna do something to you" I mumbled under my breath, unable for Jorge to hear. We stepped inside the car and he started driving.

"I know I've said this a thousand times but we need to do something" Jorge repeated himself for indeed the thousand time. 

"But what do you want to do then!?" I suddenly screamed and turned my full body towards him. He kept his eyes focused on the road. "You want to tell the police and then find me dead before the police is even able to reach us!? He took everything from me Jorge. My virginity, my social skills, my trust, my heart. I don't want him to take my life as well! My father is smarter than you think Jorge, don't underestimate his tricks!" I yelled out, my eyes filled with tears.

Jorge then parked the car randomly at the side of a highway. He turned himself towards me and without saying anything he wraps me up in his arms. 

I prick my hands in his back and hold strongly onto his shirt. My watery eyes let out a tear while I placed my head inside his neck. 

Jorge carefully stroke my back while his hand moved up and down. 

I felt relieved. Something which surprisingly enough I never felt before. I let all my feelings out, everything my father took from me. "Oh baby.." Jorge started when we both backed of from the hug. 

"I didn't know that what your father did affected you so much. I mean, it's not like he didn't do anything weird because what he did was terrible and he should be in jail for this. But you never showed me what you felt, and it's so hard to figure you out" He admitted while he took my tiny hand in his big one.

"You're so closed, so in yourself and sometimes I have no idea what you feel. And if you want me to help you, you're gonna need to trust me. Tell me what you feel, because I do nothing rather than making you smile and holding you" He explained as I nodded at his words. He was right. He was so right. 

"I'm sorry, for everything" I whispered in response before hugging him another time. I never thought I would be together with asshole, but now I can't imagine anyone else holding me. 

As we released from the hug he started the car again and quickly drove us to his house. The strange thing was that a car was parked in front of his house.

"My parents are home today, they came back from their small vacation" Jorge explained when he noticed the confusion in my eyes.

He also parked the car and together we stepped outside and walked towards the door.

My fingers automatically laced with his, happiness filled my body. He rang the doorbell since he didn't have a key.

We heard some stumbling on the other side before the door got opened by a brown haired woman. "Hello honey! Who is this girl you brought with you?" She nicely asked while looking at me and then at Jorge.

Jorge smiled and pulled me towards him. "This is Martina, a close friend" He said.

Officially we weren't a couple yet, but it did feel like it.

Jorge's mother laughed and shook her head lightly before she shook my hand. "Nice to meet you Martina, I'm Cecilia" She introduced herself as I smiled and she let me and Jorge inside.

"Martina is staying here for a while, its.... a long story" Jorge quickly told his mother who looked suspicious but nodded eventually.

"We're going upstairs" Jorge then excused us and took me with him to his room.

I placed myself on his bed and he took place next to me. "You alright?" He asked me. In a way I didn't feel alright but I didn't know why.

"Yeah, at least, I think so" I told him, being honest in a way that was far to search.

"Okay so you aren't" He concluded, making me laugh slightly.

"I hate it that you know me so well" I said towards him, making him chuckle this time.

"I just care for you Tinita" He said and held my hand in a tight grip.

"I love you"

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yayay I can't wait for december to finally meet jorge and so much amazing people
-¡manon!