Desperation

Chapter 3

Sanchez's POV

I've been dreaming of the suicidal green eyed girl for the past week and each night more gruesome than the other, sometimes a rope appears from nowhere, sometimes a cliff forms from the meadow, even a well. Sometimes even a gun. Please don't ask me where and how she learnt how to handle a gun. The voice in my head keeps getting louder and louder. 

"Save her!" 

Over and over again. I've just decided to forget sleep altogether. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not stupid. I've had eight dreams about this same girl. "Save her", I've gotten the message but how? Where do I find her? Is she grown or is she still a little girl like in my dreams. Oh God, could you at least drop a name? an address? anything... I need coffee.

I get out of bed and out the house for the first time in three days. What? it was a long weekend... I decided to go to Benny's and Ben's coffee shop a few blocks away. I begin to think about the events of the past week. I was such a fool.

"Lord I'm so sorry." I think about school. I still haven't submitted that project, Mr. Bentley won't take it lightly this time. Then suddenly, I see her coming out of the coffee shop, her brown hair tied up in a high ponytail. So beautiful...

I panic a little, finally I gather enough courage and run after her.

"Laila!"

She looks back and her expression drops. She turns around and whips her hair at me. Something she does when she really upset and increases her pace.

"Stop! Please!"

She stops, her back facing me.

"What do you want?"

"Please turn around. Let me see you"

She sighs and turns around, God! dark circles highlighted her sad eyes. "I've broken her"

"Don't give yourself too much credit"

Oops! did I say that out loud? If looks could kill...

"It's not like that"

"So what's it like?" she stands hands on her small hips, head tilted.

"I messed up" I shrug

"Yes you did!"

"I'm sorry please."I take her hands in mine but she pulls them away.

"Don't touch me! I don't think I could ever trust you again. No puedo creer que hayas hecho eso (I can't believe you did that) Sanchez" 

" You never call me that."I murmur to myself. It hurt.

" Well, what do you want to be called? BABY?!?"

"No... especially not after the stunt I pulled. I know I don't deserve your trust, One more chance. Please... It's all I ask of you" I look at her right in the eyes, shutting down my pride. Her eyes start to water. I hate seeing her like this.

" What I saw that night was beyond me"

" I know I was stupid, foolish, an idiot-"

" Throwing insults at yourself doesn't exactly solve anything." I nod and run my hands through my hair.

"Frustrated?" she asks rather calmly.

"Laila..." I say feeling the hot tears fill my eyes.

"Now you know exactly how I feel"

"I promise you-"

"I don't need your promises!" The first tear drops and runs across her red cheeks.

"Just leave me alone, please" She turns around and walks away from me. Her long hair swaying from side to side. I don't bother calling her back. It's going to take more than an apology to get her back. Forget coffee, I need sleep... I know what that means.

"Save her!"