Don't break me

(Sequel to First love) Valeria is a smart, pretty girl. She has fallen in love once but left him for someone else. Joseph. Valeria soon becomes good friends with One of Josephs best friends John. When Valeria and Joseph don't work out, who will John choose? Will he stay friends with Joseph, his best friend, or Valeria, a girl he only started talking to two weeks before? What will happen between the three of them? Will Val fall for John or go back to Joseph? Read to find out.


20. Text, forgiveness, and a new start.

(A/N) Hey guys! Sorry for not posting lately. I just wanted some suspense but then I got super busy and well you know the rest. I'm going to try to make this chapter sorta long but I can't make any promises cuz it is how it is and I'm not gonna add in any fake details. Thanks loves!

I looked at my phone, surprised by the name that popped up on the screen. My heart dropped. Before this, I thought he probably hated me. i mean, he did glare at me when i was laughing with my friends after he broke up with me. I expected him to ignore me. Much less to actually text me. I texted Dominique saying "oh great. Guess who just texted"

She didn't text back for a while. I couldn't help it so I checked to see what that jerk texted.

J: "hi. I needa talk to you"

My first thought was "what is there to talk about?" But I'm known for speaking my full mind.

Me: "I don't want to talk to you. You broke my heart." (What did I say...? I speak my full mind no matter how cheesy. I can't help it.)

J: "I didn't want to! You know how I don't like people putting things in my mouth."

That's it. I couldn't take it anymore. He has the nerve to blame them for HIM breaking up with ME???

Me: "but did you have to freakin BREAKUP WIH ME! " (I normally never say freakin or text-yell while texting him so I could tell that he could that I was mad. )

J: "I'm sorry. It's because of Notica ad Giona. If we're together, the rumors won't end."


Rumors are just that. Rumors. Not real. Me and him know that so why does it bother him so much! 

J: "I'm sorry. Can u please forgive me?" 

Me: "no. Im too afraid you'll hurt me again. After today, I realized you don't care. And that's just makes me feel so stupid because your my whole world." 

J:" I do care.e than anything. It's just that I really just can't take it when people make up stuff about me and but words my mouth. Ya know." 

Me: "yea. I get it."

J: "please. Im sorry." 

It took me a while and I REALLY didn't want to forgive him but in the end, I did. Against my will I might add. No, no one exactly forced me to but while I was thinking I remembered something. 

When me and him first started dating, I didn't want it to end with me being the one to let him go. He let me go but here he is begging for my forgiveness. If I say no, then I would fail myself.   Another memory flashed through my head. I remembered something he texted me once. 

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." He said.

I couldn't take it. After making him wait about 20 minutes I finally texted back.

Me: fine.

Me: yeah I guess.

J: are we still dating?

 Again. A lot of me didn't want to forgive him. In fact most of me didn't. But there was this small spark that just couldn't bear not forgiving him. The little spark. It was my knowledge of how miserable I would be without him. How it would hurt to have to be In the same room as him everyday. Even sit at the same table as him every Monday during art. It would be too much. I also knew, well thought, how much it would hurt him if I left. I couldn't do that to him. 

Me: yeah. I guess. I give you 1 more chance.

J: just one?

Me: yep.

J: solo UN chance? (Spanish or only one chance if you couldn't figure that out yourself.)

Me: just be glad I even forgave you.

J: oh trust me, I am. 

I don't really remember what we talked about after that. I'm pretty sure I just stopped talking to him after that. 

The next week, we didn't talk much. Actually, not at all. We didn't have any recess cuz it was too cold and he had school lunch all week so we didn't sit near eachother. And if we did it was really awkward.

Then spring break came. I texted him everyday and guess what? He didn't text back not once.

The week after that, we didn't talk all that much other than on Friday. On Tuesday and Thursday, I was practicing with my friends for the talent show. ( if you call dancing for like 10 seconds then having to run to a new area to have some sort of privacy practice.) The few break days I had, I l spent with my friend Ryann and Alina.

Ryann is like obsessed with Harry potter so she kept saying John was Harry and I was Ginny and she likes Ron so like she pretended he was there too. Then she (pretend) killed Alina because she was Hermione. (XD who else would do that to their crushes girlfriends/boyfriends if they had the chance?)

Then Ryann would drag me to John and yell at him to kiss me. And what sucks about this is Im the first one to refuse even though I honestly REALLY want to. Once after I refused, I caught a quick glimpse of his face when I said it. He looked...hurt? He actually had a hurt expression on his face. I wasn't sure If I had actually seen it or not but I just shook it off.

Oh also, did I mention there was a condom found on the floor of the playground? I mention this because this is actually like the first time he and I had like an actual talk. The type full or weirdness and laughter that we used to have.

In fact, we kept on talking about in when we went back to class. ( and yes we got shushed my the teacher) Then, we got our report cards. Everyone was a nervous wreck, him and Joseph most of all. I didn't see what Joseph had to worry about but I could tell what John had to.

When I got home, I texted John. After a long time, he texted back. We talked for about half an hour and then he said I love you. That was the first time since he broke up with me. I instantly said I love you too. Then he said he had to go and told me not to text him. I said ok and then waited. And waited. And waited for him to say he was back. After two hours I asked if he was back yet. He texted back in what seemed sorta rushed. "I'm in trouble. My dad has my phone as of now. I'll talk to you Monday at school." And with that, I was alone again.

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