Stripper /• Diablo •\

🔫Bye🔫

Lucifina

I woke up to the sound of a girls and Sebastian's voice.

I wanted to open my eyes but I couldn't.

I wanted to really badly.

To see where i was.

I moved my finger slowly which hurt really bad to do and I heard quick foot steps walk over to me.

"Princesa? It's okay, I'm here" He kissed my hand.

I still couldn't see. Or speak.

I couldn't do anything.

I opened my mouth but no words came out.

After trying to speak for about ten minutes I finally could make a two words come out.

"It Hurts"

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I sat in my seat facing the window not daring to look at Sebastian because I knew he was mad at me.

"Lucifina I just-" He started but stopped himself.

There was my name again.

"Why, did you do it? We all thought you fucking died Lucifina. The whole world thought you died. You know you were in a coma for four months? Four fucking months Lucifina. And for what? What was your fucking reason? We were gonna have your fucking funeral next week."

"I'm sorry" I whispered still looking down.

"What do you mean your fucking Sorry! Was my love not enough for you! Was I not enough?" I flinched at his voice.

He wasn't mad, or sad, he was... Disappointed.

In me.

"No" I shook my head.

I was scared.

I didn't know what he was going to do to me.

"Sebastian..."

"What?" He spat at me.

"Who was your Valentine?" I asked quietly.

"Shut the FUCK up Lucifina. I didn't have a fucking Valentine! Because I thought the girl I loved was fucking dead! God your so fucking Selfish! I don't even wanna fucking be next to you!" He yelled.

I flinched at his words.

As we parked he got and stormed inside.

I got out and quietly followed him inside.

I noticed all my things packed up in boxes.

They really did think I was dead.

Everyone was sitting on the couch.

As I walked inside they all shook their heads at me.

The last time I tried to commit suicide nobody cared.

This time people cared.

I walked into the guest room because that's where I go when Sebastian basically hates my guts.

I sat on the bed and looked at my feet.

Nobodies ever cared about me before.

I didn't know they would be mad.

Or sad.

I thought they all would be like "Oh well, let's find another fucked up girl and wait until she kills herself"

I soon heard my door open but I didn't look up.

"Lucifina?..." I felt someone else
sit on the bed.

I finally looked up in Annie's eyes.

"Yes" I whispered.

"Why did you... Do it?"

"I- the day before it happened, I woke up in the middle of the night, and Sebastian was sleeping... So I started to think. About my past. When I was like 13, these boys, in the um foster home. They called me a pig, then started yanking my hair and I was crying and they said i was "oinking" They to me I should kill myself because nobody wanted me here. And, nobody does. To you guys I'm just that random girl you saved from almost getting raped. I'm not worth anything. I'm a waste of Oxygen Annie. I don't belong here. I didn't know anybody would care because the other times I did try to kill myself nobody cared."

I was engulfed in a hug.

"Lucifina you are not just some random girl to me. Or anyone here. You are one of my best friends and I am so glad I met you because your one of the only people who could ever put up with my bullshit. Fuck you even join in sometimes. I thought you died Lucifina... I thought my best friend fucking died. I'm so fucking happy your alive you don't even fucking know. I love you so much" She hugged me and started crying on my shoulder.

I affected her.

I affected Sebastian.

I affected them all.

My actions never really had an affect on anyone because I was never important to anyone.

I hugged her back now crying with her.

"I love you too Annie"

"Annie, we're going to the grocery sto-" A new voice started to say walking into the guest room.

I turned to see the pale girl standing in the door way.

"Who's this?" She asked looking at me.

"Lucifina. Sebastian's ex girlfriend"

"I thought that bitch died?"

I ignored her comment about me.

I was focused on the word ex. I didn't know we broke up.

I was gone for four months.

Of course we broke up.

"Um, Annie, I wanna be alone right now"

"Okay. I'll see you later, okay?"