•·.·'15'·.·•
Loving Angel
"You won't have it easy here, you brat" Merida and her friends look down at me.
My headband has fallen to my forehead and my body hurts. Merida and her friends say I've had it easy my whole life, that it'll be too much if I have fun in school. So they hurt me.
It doesn't hurt that much though. I can bare it.
The bell rings and Merida disappears, not before giving me one last kick on my leg. I stand up before students start coming out of they're classes, my legs are sore and my face probably looks like a corpses, but is okay. I'm okay.
A/N: They didn't hit her in the face, she meant her face is pale by "corpses"
...
We're in the car. The seatbelt is wrapped around my waist, I stare at it and remember when Elias teached me everything about a seatbelt. Macy is sitting next to me, and the twins are in front of the car.
Everything was okay until Macy scoots closer to me and with her long pocky nails she pushes her thumb inside the skin of her arm, making a skinny bloody line. My eyes widened as I watch blood flow from her arm. She grabs my hand and places it on top of her injured arm. I'm frozen and can't remove myself.
"Ow, Angelica!" Macy cries out. Enzo who was in the front seat turned his head towards us and looked down at Macys bloody arm. "What happened!"
"A-Angelinca scratched m-me" Macy draws her eye brows together and a tear slips from her eye.
"What the hell..." Armani says. He sounded mad. "I-I'm..." My voice gets stuck in my throat, I can't seem to speak properly, to defend myself from Macys lies.
"Just shut up" Armani says lowly, he starts to move to the side of the road and stop his car. Macy is crying loudly next to me, clutching her arm with her good hand.
My mind is so overwhelmed with everything happening I just want to rip my hair out.
"Get out" My head snaps at Enzo's word. I stare at his hazel eyes with a saddened look. Why...
I didn't hurt her.
"You can walk home, get out!" My mouth opens and shuts closed. I unbuckle my seatbelt quietly and open the heavy car door. My feet touch the floor and I turn to face the car, eyes connecting with Macys, a flash of satisfaction passes through her eyes.
The moment I close the door they drive off. My gaze no longer follows the moving car. What's done is done, there's no point on getting sad. My throat stings and I feel this familiar knot that makes it difficult to swallow.
You need to go back home Angelica.
But my heart doesn't yearn to go there anymore. All the good memories have been covered by bad ones.
I don't want to go back there. It's torture. Jack is.
It's only been a month since Macy started making me feel sad all the time, I know I can hold on for longer, but I don't want to anymore.
My brothers have been staying away from me too. Macy always blames me for bad things, and they believe her, Elias is starting to believe her. Soon i'll be all on my own again. I don't want that, to continue living like this.
When they look at me all I feel are needles to my heart. Mother made me feel that enough when she was alive.
I walk, and I walk until my feet hurt. My lifeless eyes come across a small river across the sidewalk. My feet walks toward it until i'm face to face with the water. Crouching down on my knees my hand grazes over the cool water.
I look down at my reflection. Why is it that Mother never loved me? Why are Macy, Jack, and the twins mean to me?
Why do my oldest brothers keep putting me on time out when i'm bad?
It's scary, and it always makes me feel like i'm back with Mother. I hate it and I hate myself for crying all the time. My hands grip the grass so tightly I almost rip it off the ground.
"I'm sorry grass" I apologize when I see what i'm doing.
I let myself fall on my side and lay against the cold earth. This place is so cruel but there's also beauty in it.
I love Elias, and Mateo, even Romeo. They no longer love me, but I always will. This time I don't feel regret from loving them like I do with Mother, because they were kind to me, if it was real or not, they are the only people who brought beauty to my world.
I owe so much to them, and if I have to give up my everything for them I will. If I have to stay away so they can be loved by someone better like Macy, then i'll become invisible. I'll do anything.
I breath in the fresh air, it smells like grass. I carese the ground I lay upon and my eyes fall closed.
It will all be okay Cecilia.
...
I feel cold, my hands are freezing. My eyes squint and I see the...sky?
I jump on upwards. I need to go back home!
The sun is still out but it'll start to go down soon. I grab my school bag and start running back to where I was supposed to walk straight to, not make a little stop and take a nap!
I'm not sure what time it is but I pray my brothers are not home.
After a long 'run' (It wasn't even close to a run) I finally stand in front of the huge entrance door with heavy breaths.
My hand freezes on the handle when I hear the loud voices on the other side.
"She should've been back by now!" I hear Elias voice. He is mad.
"She scratched Macy then ran away, we tried to stop her but she wouldn't listen!"
My mood instantly saddens. They lie too. I just need to go to my room without anyone noticing, I can do this!
I slowly turn the handle and sneak inside. My face is facing the door as I try my best to close it as quietly as possible.
"Where were you?"
My blood runs cold.
"Turn around" I'm frozen in my tracks.
Don't turn around.
"Angelica" My body jumps at Elias raised voice. I instantly want to cry.
Slowly I turn around, coming face to face with all of them. Macy is crying on Mateos arm. The twins are both comforting Macy while they glare at me. Romeo...he's just smoking.
A/N:Â When are Macys parent picking her up? She's been here for way too long
My eyes connect to Elias mad ones. A second is all it took for me to feel a twisting feeling in my heart.
Disappointment. His eyes were filled with that emotion I know all too well. Not you too...
Without giving it a second thought my feet move fast towards the stairs. Right before I was gonna step on the first staircase Enzos pairs of arms grab me and pull me back down. I think he thought I would catch myself but I fall on the floor and slide, my back slamming into the wall.
The day where Mother rejected me flashed through my eyes.
"Enzo! La lastimaste hijo de tu puta madre!" (Enzo! You hurt her son of a bitch!) Romeos loud voice rings in my ears.
Elias runs to me but my back hurts too much, Macys crying is too loud, and I don't want anyone to touch me anymore.
I push Elias out of my way and run to the door, sprinting outside as fast as I can.
I need to get out of here.
I run the fastest I've ever ran in my life. I can hear people calling my name from behind me but i'm quick to loose them.
My body is on fire but I continue to run until I finally reach the gates that are surrounded by people that i've learned are guards.
My body collides with one of them.
"Help me please!" Fat tears stream down my face, "You need to open the gates, please open them!" I plead to the stranger, my hands clutching his arms.
"Mi scuso, ma non possiamo aprire i cancelli per lei, signorina" (I apologize, but we can't open the gates for you Young Miss)
My eyes are wide in desperation. The voices are getting closer.
"Let me leave, please" I feel defeated. Trapped.
My hands are tightly wrapped in fists around the man's sleeve. I don't even care if he's a man. I just wanna go home.
I miss Mother, the woman who never loved me.
The woman who made me eat dirt. Why? Is it because she was all I ever knew?
Out of nowhere I'm yanked away from the guard and Romeo pushes him to the ground.
Eli looks at me in the eyes. "Please let me go home" Tears spill from my eyes.
"I-I don't wanna be here anymore Eli"
Elias brings me to his chest but I push him off me. "Don't-don't touch me!" I don't wanna be touched anymore. Not even by you.
Elias let's go of me. Everything is quiet. My eyes are lifelessly looking at my dirty school uniform. I need to shower, tomorrow I have school.
Tomorrow is saturday Angelica.
I need to rest then, is late. I slowly walk past my brothers and towards the house. I walk up the stairs, into my room, and into the shower.
I'm a little tired...
â¡
â¡
âââââââ༺â¡à¼»âââââââ®
End of Chapter 15
â°ââââââ༺â¡à¼»âââââââ¯
â¡
â¡
I'm not very good at writing from the boys perspective, so if they sound lame is my fault ð