𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀, bad bunny

ONCE

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 what she should be feeling at the moment. She was too close to a breakdown to be excited, so discarded. She was too giddy to be nervous, the adrenaline of being in front of a crowd filling up her veins. Carlos had called approximately 10 times, and it was only one in the afternoon. You would think she's going to war or something with the way he's stressing more than her.

Don't get her wrong, Andrea was also super stressed. Not about the performing part, no. It was due to the fact she would be reuniting with the one person she swore to not let herself get close to, too scared to hurt him or get hurt herself. She had pushed him away at their best moment, causing an earthquake to crash down the perfect routine they had fallen into.

It had been hard.

She hadn't taken the decision to do it from one day to another, no. But it wasn't his fault either.

She was too scared, never having been in such a committed relationship to realize that is what love really feels like. She didn't realize love was a breath of fresh air calming down the chaos that had been her life before. She didn't realize love could make her a better person, a better sister, a better girlfriend.

The aftermath was what hurt and scared her the most. It had started at the bottom of her stomach, as an aching but bearable feeling. Over the course of weeks, or days— she didn't really know—, she tried to convince herself and others she was fine. Slowly, it started to crawl up to her lungs, grasping at them mercilessly, not wanting to let go. The aching feeling became an excruciating pain. Then, when she was most un expecting, it attacked her heart, tearing a deep gash down the very middle once again.

That was Andrea Sainzs' deepest moment.

It was the moment she saw pictures of him with the girl he swore he was done with.

It teared at her insides, depriving her of being happy and creating permanent scratches on her heart. It left her feeling empty, more than the original heartbreak.

What felt like ages passed, and Andrea was finally letting people see past the walls she had built around herself. The excruciating pain making its way up her throat, slowly letting her free of its grasps. Until finally, it slipped past her lips like a breath she had been holding in for decades.

It was liberating.

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𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 getting ready to leave. Her nerves had somewhat calmed down, after a little pep talk from Isa. Carlos had tried to get her to back down, reject the offer and simply enjoy the night from the audience. But Andrea wasn't someone to easily back down anymore, no. She had left that girl behind.

Benito had given her his stylist, makeup artist, and hairdressers contact info, but she wanted to do everything herself. Not wanting to spend too much time more than necessary in any type of close proximity with him.

It's not that she was still avoiding him, she just didn't want to be a part of that awkward silence that she knew would take place. He'd try to make conversation while Andrea could only give him half hearted responses and tight lipped smiles. It had happened when they met at a club coincidentally, both with way too fresh wounds to not make the silence awkward.

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𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐳𝟓𝟓 pic creds??
    — sorry, pic credits to mr can't leave me alone for more than 10 minutes
    𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐳𝟓𝟓 😐

𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧 my daughter
    — my dad
    𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥𝟔𝟑 my dad and sister
    𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟖𝟏 fav non-bio fam

𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞 mulher mais linda que eu vi hoje 😍 (prettiest woman i've seen today)
    — i'll pretend i understand that w/o google translate ily babes 💗
   

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐢𝐧𝐞 marry me rn
    — ofc

𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟗𝟒 she obviously edits her pics lmao