Mia's pov
I couldn't stop crying since the day I saw that picture. They looked so happy.
But then again I hated myself for feeling this way. Maybe I'm just over reacting. Maybe I'm just jealous.
Gosh, I hate that word 'jealous'. I hated people who felt it but I hated when I felt it the most.
Monday's here. I woke up feeling gloomy as ever. I walk up to my bedroom window, the sky today also grey and cloudy. It's like how I'm feeling.
"Mornings," I turn to see my dad in the doorway of my bedroom, dressed in his work attire, "You not ready?" He notices my pajama's are still on and bed not made.
"Um, I just feel a bit under the weather today. I think I'm just going to stay in." I lie.
My dad nods in understanding, "Sure. Just let me know if you need anything, okay."
"Thanks." I nod.
He then leaves.
I turn back to look outside of the window, seeing my dad climb into his car and drive down the road.
I didn't have the energy to go to work. I might just quit for that matter.
***
It was a slow morning for me. I showered, washed my hair, brushed my teeth, got dressed but all of it seemed to take hours when it only was an hour to do all of that.
I sat at the kitchen island, chewing slowly onto a piece of scrambled eggs that I had made myself.
Only I couldn't swallow it.
I look down at the plate before me and I feel the bile rising to my throat. Not to be rude but I push the plate away from me.
This didn't feel right.
I then called an Uber and gave him the address.
Even the car ride to my destination felt like forever.
When I finally got to the house I thanked the Uber driver and walked up to the front door.
I can hear voices from inside, familiar voices. I swallow hard and ring the doorbell.
I hear shuffling behind the door and it opens revealing Jimena with a bright smile on her face.
"Mia! Oh my God! It's so-"
I shove her out of the way to get inside, "Cut the crap, where is he?"
"Where is who?" She ask me.
"You know who." I walk away from her to the living room where I find the twins.
Ivan's eyebrows shoot up in surprise when he sees me and stands up from the sofa.
"Mia, this is a surprise. Does Boggi know you were coming?" He asks.
"Where is he?" I ask him.
He shrugs and looks down at Emilio who seems confused as well.
"Mia?" I turn around at the voice.
I see Boggi walking down the staircase with a confused look on his face as well.
My eyes then advert over to Jimena then back at Boggi and I feel myself start to choke up.
I feel my eyes start to tear up but I forcefully wipe them away.
"Um, can we- can we talk?" I ask him.
"Sure." He then motions with his head for me to follow him upstairs.
He leads me to his bedroom and out to the balcony where we both take seats, side by side.
"You looking pretty today." He says after a few moments of silence.
I don't answer him nor do I look at him. I just couldn't.
"Is everything okay?" He asks me gently.
"Do I look like I'm okay? I feel like a fucking mess."
Boggi seems to have swallowed his tongue.
"Uh, I'm sorry?"
"Are you really?" I look at him. He seems confused, "Don't look at me like that." I shake my head and look away from him.
"Can you at least tell me what's wrong?"
I sit back into the chair and bring my knees up to my chest.
"Why did you take Jimena to the lake?"
"Is that what this is all about?" He chuckles.
"I saw the post. You too look like you had fun." I say with sarcasm laced in my tone.
"But Mia, it's not like that-"
"Then what? Huh? What is it like then?" I question him, cutting him off instantly.
He doesn't answer me and I choke up again, "I knew this would happen." I mutter softly.
"What happened, Mia? There is nothing going on between us. I don't know how else to convince you..." He trails on, "That day at the lake, I decided to take Ivan, Emilio and another friend of ours because they're my family. It just felt right to share a special place with special people who means alot to me."
I just look at him with sad eyes.
"Jimena and I, we weren't alone. I would never do that to you, Mia." He moves closer to me, "I love you, and only you." He wraps his arm around me.
The tears roll down my cheeks softly.
"Why are you crying? Please don't cry." He begs me softly.
I shake my head, "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry." I say as I wipe my tear stained face with my hands.
"Don't say sorry..."
I look at him, "I'm not mad at you. I will always love you, Bog..."
"But?"
I stand up from the seat, facing him.
"But I can't go on like this..."
Boggi stands up quickly and furrows his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
"This is just all too much for me. I can't handle pain like this, I have felt it for too long now. I just need to move on and heal myself." I explain as I look deep into his eyes.
"I hope you understand." I mutter but I notice his eyes turning red and tears start to well up in then.
His bottom lip then quivers, "After everything we've been through?" He utters.
I take his hands in mine and squeeze them, "I'm so sorry, I really am. But I just can't do this. We not working out, Boggi..." I say, my voice breaking.
He sniffs and he gets choked up, "Please...please don't leave me..."
I feel my heart breaking slowly for him, "I'm sorry, but I have to go..." I couldn't stand looking at him anymore so I just left.
I left him standing on his balcony with tears running down his face.
My heart ached. I clasped my mouth with my hand to hold in my cries and I stormed out of the house, ignoring the calls from everyone else.
