Chapter 9

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MAGDALENA'S POV

I walk over to the sink and look at my reflection in the mirror. My mascara is messed up from crying. I examine the bruises on my face and touch them gently. Wincing, I pull back quickly. I sigh and lean on the counter still staring at my reflection.
I know Dana is right. My mom really does have a problem. But even so, I enjoy having at least one parent in my life. If I called CPS and reported her where would I live? I don't have any family close by, there is no way in hell I'm living in a foster home, and I have no idea where my father is.
That is where Dana and I are completely different. He has both parents in his life and even if he didn't, he has 5 guys that are practically like brothers. I have no one but that psychopath I call my mother.
My phone vibrates in my pocket. I take it out to see a text from Dana pop up on the screen.

Dana: Hey can you come out? I have to get back to school.

Me: Just leave I'll walk home from here.

D: No you're not walking come out of the bathroom.

M: I'll be fine by myself. You don't need to keep protecting me.

Why does he care so much? I literally just met him a couple weeks ago.

D: I'm not protecting you! I brought you here so now I'm taking you back.

I roll my eyes, does he think I'm his property or something?

M: Am I some sort of child now?

D: I'm done arguing with you. Are you coming or not?

M: Not

I turn my phone off and set it on the counter. I know I'm being stubborn but I can't help it. When I'm hurt emotionally and as well as physically I immediately put up a wall. I block everyone out and push people away who love me the most. Wait what? Dana doesn't love me. What am I saying? I just...ugh... I just can't do this with him. Especially because it's about my mom. Not now. Not ever.

Well better start walking. It's going to take me forever to walk home from here. Once I get outside I turn my phone back on. Another text from Dana pops up on my lock screen. It says 'Look up'. Huh? I look up from my phone to see Dana's car parked right across from me. He's inside motioning me to come here. I roll my eyes and start to walk along the sidewalk. I scroll through Instagram as I'm walking. Another text from Dana flashes on the screen.

D: Why are you so stubborn?

I ignore his text and continue scrolling.
Suddenly I hear a car slowing down beside me. The passenger window rolls down. It's Dana again.
I continue to walk with him driving slowly beside me.

"Magdalena Alicia Cardenas get your tush in this car right now!"

I can't help but smile. "How did you know my middle name?"

"It's not important. Get in here so I can drive you home."

"No Dana."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm my own person. I can take care of myself."

Cars behind Dana start to honk at him for driving so slow. Dana honks back and flips them off. "Idiots." He mutters. "Magda come on please."

I stop walking and turn towards him, crossing my arms.

"I'm sorry Magda. Okay? I shouldn't have said those things about your mom. You are just the sweetest person I've ever met and I just hate seeing you hurt. You don't deserve to live how you are living right now. I care about you a lot and I'm just trying to help you. Please trust me and let me help you."

DANA'S POV

"...Please trust me and let me help you." To be honest I almost confessed a secret I've been keeping from her and myself at the end. I finally realized why I care so much about Magdalena. I am in love with her! But I'm afraid to see how she feels about me. If doesn't trust me as a friend what makes me think she'll trust me as her boyfriend?

Magda stands there staring at me with her arms crossed. She finally rolls her eyes but starts walking towards my car. I unlock the passenger door and she slides in next to me.

"Thank you Dana." She says.

"Hey no problem."

"No seriously. No one has ever cared about me this much. It's nice to know someone will be there for me when I need it."
Tears begin streaming down her face. I embrace her and we sit hugging for several minutes straight while cars honk at us on their way past. It feels so good to just hold her. Her hair smells good, I could sit like this all day.
I'm disappointed when she finally pulls away.

"Well don't you have to get back to school now?" She asks putting her seatbelt on.

"Oh right. I had a presentation with Cole 7th hour. What time is?"

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