Short Stories - Flaritza

past love part 2

I tried to sleep, but I couldn't, was this real life? maybe I'm just having a bad dream, maybe it's just hallucinations of her, but it looked so real, she looked so... I don't even know how to explain it, the sight of her took me back to when I was 16, running off to our small tree house in my backyard, my mother was always drunk by 10 so she wouldn't even notice, I remember climbing down after we watched a movie and cuddled up under a blanket and dancing, barefoot on the grass, swaying in her arms as we listened to our song, I remember her soft lips on my forehead as her hands used to trail over my curves, I had never felt so good, she was my person, she was my home.

My thoughts get interrupted when I hear a familiar voice, Daya

"ayo I can't wait till tomorrow get up!!"

she tells me sounding excited, I wipe my face from tears that had trickled down my cheek without me even noticing and sit up in my own bunk

"what did you want to tell me Day?"

I ask not even trying to act interested in whatever it was she had to tell me

"I talked to her."

she says not looking at me, my eyes widen

"you what?"

I say, she probably thinks I sent Daya to talk to her now!

"she talked to me first! asked me to sit with her for dinner and I felt bad cause she doesn't know anyone beisdes you in here and you were busy having an anxiety attack so I sat with her"

Daya explains herself as quickly as possible knowing that it would take just a matter of seconds for Maritza to slap the living fuck out of her right now.

"She assumed I was your girlfriend and since I hate how much she hurt you I agreed, to make her feel what it is losing a good woman cause she's too much of a bitch to hold on to her"

Daya says in a hurry, I slap my own hand against my forehead and let out a breath of relief

"Are oyu cra-"

I'm about to respond, but apparently Daya isn't done talking so she cuts me off

"I said a bunch of things about you, made sure I got to her like how good you are and shit. She agreed and started crying and telling me how she wishes to have one last chance, so I told her that I'm fully committed to our relationship and so are you but-"

Daya stops pointing her second finger at the ceiling, I take a deep breath and hold it embracing myself for what Daya was about to say

"I told her I'd let her explain herself to you only cause you deserve closure so you can fully move on"

She says grabbing my hands thinking I was about to hit her, but I don't, maybe it wasn't such a stupid move after all

"Now listen up 'fore you fuck me up, it's actually a good idea, you're gonna get your explanation, if you don't believe her you just  tell her that and put her in more pain cause you did Technically move on unlike her-"

"She didn't move on?"

I ask immediately after hearing Daya's sentence, she looks at me confused

"I don't know it doesn't look like she did though"

She responds, I feel a smile trying to make it's way to the surface of my face but I fight it, I bury it. That wasn't enough, but maybe it was something?

"Anyways, you got the idea of my plan?"

Daya says letting go of my hands as she saw that I was completely calm