𝐌𝐢 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫 || 𝖳𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗇𝗈

꧁~Catch Up~(Part XXII)꧂

"I'm sorry about him."

What a bitch.

"Uh, yeah it's alright."

I wrapped my arms around María, pulling her into a hug.

"How are you feeling?"

She's so tiny. So delicate.

"Terrible, I feel terrible."

I need to know what happened to her.

"Do you," I paused before going on, "do you want to talk about it?"

I want to know who hurt her.

"Can I eat first, I'm really hungry."

But a part of me already knows who it was.

"Of course, what do you want?"

"Oh, I can make my own-" I slightly pushed the girl out of the kitchen.

"What do you want?" I asked again with a smile on my face.

She giggled.

"Are you serious-" I took her hand and led her to the living room.

She gave me a sigh and then went to go sit on the couch. Cute.

"Can you make muffins?"

"Yes ma'am," I walked back to the kitchen.

I took out a random apron from the pantry, as well as the ingredients.

My plan was to make them from scratch, I wanted to impress her.

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~María's POV~

I sat there watching the fan move, it soon became boring very quickly.

What happened last night... is my secret as of now.

The fan seemed to slow down as my eyes followed it.

I haven't told anyone about it. I'm not even sure what happened, but I really don't want to know.

I closed my eyes, not wanting to open them.

Is it possible for me to just not acknowledge it?

Can I go the rest of my life without thinking about it, without it every bothering me?

I knew the answer, but I wanted anything but for it to be true. I wanted to be defiant.

I can't accept it, it couldn't have really been that bad?

My body ached, I couldn't ignore that. As much as I wanted to ignore the pain, I was too weak.

The worst part about this, is that I'm breaking inside, and no one will ever know until I say something.

I took a breath.

I'm safe, the only dangerous thing is myself.

So I'm not actually safe.

Sitting up, I opened my eyes.

The tears were trying to form, but I inhaled and tried to forget.

.Forget.

I stood up, wanting to be close to him, close to someone.

I want to be close to someone who will hide me away from everyone.

Scoffing at unrealistic thoughts, I walked towards the kitchen.

As I made my way down the hallway, the smell was flowing through the room.