⊱Rose POV⊰
Staring at the ceiling I wonder what I did to be where I am right now. I know I'm not nice I have done some horrible things, but I didn't know better, I was young we all do mistakes I didn't have someone next to me helping me, guiding me, being there when I needed someone to talk to or have a hug.
I look down at my arm to see my tattoo I did to myself when I was getting out of jail, Asi es la Vida, I feel a tear running down my cheek, no one is here to make me feel better, make me feel loved.
I missed her, I really do. I can hear her voice, see her face, see that she's smiling down at me with love in her eyes, she's the only one there for me in my dark time she might not allow me to hug me but she tells me she loves me, that she will always be there for me no matter what. I will give anything, do anything just for her to hug me, but I know she will never do it, she's in a better place, shes with my Abuelita watching over me.
I get up from the sofa where I was laying down, I kneel next to the little table in the middle of the living room, I pick up one of the needles I have that contains the only thing that can make me feel better, I get my arm ready to inject the needle so I can go back to my beautiful memories when I was happy. I go back to lay down on the sofa, it's not comfortable but it's better to lay down in the cold bed that I used to share with her.
I'm ready, ready to go a relived my past, one day I will see her again, one day I will hug my sister.
─━━━⊱Memories ⊰━━━─
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦,𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘈𝘣𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘈𝘣𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 the 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦.
𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴, "𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘬" 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 "𝘺𝘢 𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘬", 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬. 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 4 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 3 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘈𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘰𝘬 𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘰'𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦" 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 2 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘊𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺, "𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘰" 𝘐 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩.
𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦
━━━━━━♡♤♡━━━━━━
(𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜.)
YOU ARE READING
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔴 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔢.
FanfictionI hate looking at myself and realizing that I don't like what I see. I hate looking back at things I did and wondering why I was like that. Every day there's something wrong. Just one trivial thing that can make me unhappy for just a moment. It's li...
