Mistake.

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(SHORT CHAPTER☺️)

Her face dropped when she heard what I said. 
W-what. What the fuck am I doing. I can't let another person in my life and then get them hurt.

This is a mistake. All of this is a mistake. I should have never came here, I'm so fucked up in the head.
She continued to look at me with a confused and broken expression, I can't even tell if she knows.
I need to leave. I barged passed her and ran out the door.
I heard Sanchez shout my name but I didn't care.
The rain started to get heavier, eventually soaking my clothes and hair.

"Veronica"
I heard Sanchez shout from behind me but I carried on walking.

"Veronica please", he said grabbing on to my arm.
I yanked my arm away and turned around.
"What do you want Sanchez. I should have never came here. Every person that comes into my life I end up hurting them. I think you would understand. Yes she's my Mother. But it's best if I don't ever see her again. My whole life has been based on lies, I give up on trying to be a better person. I'm turning out just like my Father. I'm becoming a monster, and I hate myself for that.
Hell, I don't even know what I was going to do with her. You said that you've never seen me cry. That's because I'm done wasting tears on people who don't deserve it. It's like all my tears that I had left just finished from all the crying I used to do as a child. I'm sick of this Sanchez...I'm sick of this".

This. This is what I needed. Someone to listen to me. To let it all out.
He didn't say anything. He just hugged me.
"Veronica, I understand your pain. I know what it's like growing up in a world where your parents or should I say parent, don't care about you. You should at least try to talk to her. All the questions you have".

I pulled away and thought. Is this really what I want.
"Tell her that this was all a misunderstanding......goodbye Sanchez"
He started shaking his head, water drops dripping of his face. Clothes drenched in water.
Someone who I'll never forget.
"Veronica please"
He kept saying but I turned around and started waking. Without looking back.

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