Life After Litchfield

chapter 3🤠

Maritza's POV:

When Flaca wasn't home the only thing I did was cry. I was mad at myself. Everyday I had to keep this a secret and when I looked at Flaca I couldn't. Why did I ever do that to her? She didn't deserve that. She deserves the world and still some. Everyday I felt more and more guilty. I had to tell her. I can't hide this forever. Then when I heard my phone ring and read the caller ID... well that just made me feel even worse.
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"hey baby. how you been doing."

"Really! Is that what you fuckin decide to ask me! I told you to stop calling me!" Maritza said as she felt more guiltily.

"Nah baby. You know I can't just let someone as precious as you just go like that. Why would I let go of what we have! What make you think I'll stop calling?"

Maritza couldn't help to silently start crying. This person really thought she wasn't being serious but she was. Maritza wanted this to stop!

"Bitch! Because I have a girlfriend so shut the fuck up and stop calling me! And, we, we never had anything and will never have anything!" Maritza was starting to get more stressed by the minute.

"Ha this is very funny! I wouldn't be talking to me like that if I was you. And you do know that I have Flacas phone number, right? One simple phone call and I can ruin whatever you two got going on over there."

Maritza couldn't stand that laugh.
"Shut the fuck up! And stay away from Flaca!"

"Now you really messed up!"
Then they hung up.
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*1 hour later*
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Maritza's POV:

Flaca had just pulled up into the driveway. I was getting more and more nervous but I had to tell her I couldn't keep it a secret anymore. I should have told her a long time ago. But I just couldn't. I didn't want to hurt her. She didn't deserve to be hurt. Not by me, not by anyone.
When I looked at her face and the heart eyes she gave me I felt really bad. I had to tell her before that bitch told her. It would be better for Flaca to hear it from me then hearing it from anyone else. Then Flaca walked in the house.

"Hey beautiful!" Flaca said sounding really happy. I'm sure she got the job.

I didn't want to mess up Flacas mood but I couldn't keep hiding it. If I kept thinking that I would tell her another time then it would never happen. So now was the time to tell her.
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Flaca's POV:

"Flaca. Baby, I have to tell you something."

Maritza sounded really sad. I didn't know what was going on but I could just hear it in her voice and the way that her eyes looked really shiny as if she was about to cry.

"Yeah, of course baby. Tell me." I said as we walked towards the couch and sat down next to each other.

As soon as I looked up and made eye contact with Maritza she started to cry. I leaned to her and hugged her. This hug was longer than most of the hugs we usually have. It felt like the hugs we had when we reunited. She cried for a few more minutes until she finally stopped.
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Maritza's POV:

I couldn't help to think that this would be one of the last hugs that I would have with Flaca.
I tried to stop crying and when I finally did all I could think of was how hurt she would be. After everything she did for me how could I do this to her...

When I saw Flaca she looked really worried.

"What's wrong babe. Tell me. I'm here for you."

She was here now. But would she still be here after I told her this?
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Well then... what do you think Maritza is about to tell Flaca? Who do you think Maritza was talking to on the phone?
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