Notes

Chapter 1
Arlene's P.O.V
"Are you serious? Do you really want to do this?"
"Yes. I'm positive, Why?"
"After everything we went thru, you just want to end everything?"
"I'm sorry but we have to. I just can't do this anymore. I love my girlfriend and I want to marry her. You mean a lot to me but I just can't be with you like this. Every time I see her I feel guilty for cheating on her. I just don't know how long it's going to be before we get caught."
I feel my knees starting to get weak and I can feel my eyes starting to get watery. I hold it back so he won't see me, I can't let him see me like this. I bite my tongue to stop crying.
"Ok then, I understand I feel the same way about it. I think its time to end this before one of us gets hurt. And I have been meaning to tell you but I just haven't had time to do it." I lied, I wanted everything to do with him. I know it's wrong because he has a girlfriend and he's my second cousin. But I needed him, I needed his slightly muscular arms around me. He was, is, my everything.
"Ok and I'm really sorry but we will talk about this another time I have to go." Miguel said breaking the silence between us.
"Ok well text me later then."
He left and I broke down crying, i tried so hard no to fall to the floor. I love him. When I finally stopped crying I went into my room and laid down in my bed hugging the bear he gave me for my birthday. I cried myself to sleep that night. I heard my phone vibrate and ring. I look at the time and see its just 12 in the morning. who the hell is calling me this late? I see Miguel. I didn't know wether to answer it or to just let it go to voicemail. I left it alone not even caring. A few seconds later a text popped up and said, "Hey Arlene, something happened can you please call me? I really need help and I don't know who to ask so whenever you see this call me please? Bye." Should I call him? What if something bad happened to him? I started to get a little worried so as I was about to dial his number, his picture pops up in the screen, so I answer.
"Hey, what happened?"
"My girlfriend's pregnant, but it's not my baby because we haven't had sex in a while."
I went into shock mode. I was trying to hold my tears back it was worthless because they started to roll down my cheek.
"Oh. Are you sure it's not your baby? Have you talked to her about it?" I could hear my voice crack.
"Yes but she's saying its mine and she's sure of it. I'll be there in a about a couple of minutes cause i need someone to talk to. Bye." Before I could say anything else he hung up.
I didn't want him to see me like this. I had big, puffy red eyes from all the crying I did. As soon as I heard someone knock I had changed my shirt, because the other had my make up all over it. I opened the door and he had this look of surprise mixed with confusion and sadness.
I led him to the living room and we sat down he started with, "Have you been crying?" I immediately opened my mouth to say no but I closed my mouth back again because he just shook his head. He said, "Your eyes are puffy and red. Even tough you try to deny it i know you. You know you can't lie to me." He was always right. No matter what I did to lie he would always find out. I wanted to change the subject and fast so I started with the reason why he was here, "What happened with you and your girlfriend?" Are you trying to make yourself more miserable? He stared at me in a blank expression and with no emotion said, "I'm breaking up with her." I was shocked a couple of hours ago he wanted to marry her now he's breaking up with her? I didn't know wether to feel happy or sad. "Are you sure you want to do that?" "She cheated on me whether she admits it or not. And she's pregnant, how could she."
"But you also cheated remember?"

Miguel's P.O.V
She was right, i cheated on my girlfriend with her. I looked at Arlene and she looked like she had been crying a lot. I asked her earlier but she just ignored it.
To break the silence she said," But what if its your baby?" I heard something in her voice I just couldn't put my finger in it.
"It's not!" I yelled. "I think I would know when I had sex with my girlfriend." I was trying to calm myself down I didn't want her to be scared of me. When I looked at her she didn't look scared at all, she looked sad, it really did break my heart seeing her like this and I knew I was the one who did this to her.
I didn't want to get into an argument so I had to change the conversation.
"So, why were you crying?" She looked at me like -are you really asking me this question?-
"It was nothing, but anyways you're welcome to spend the rest of the night, because I have to work tomorrow."
"Ok, well I'll sleep in the couch just pass me a blanket."
"No you take my bed, and I'll sleep in the couch." I was about to talk when she said, "And no I'm not switching."
I followed her to her bedroom. The shirt she had on earlier was on the floor, and that's when I realized she was wearing my shirt. I had given it to her when we were in a Quinceañera together. That night she was suggesting to me that I should show a little bit of skin. I listened to her and I took off my under shirt in front of her, and left my long sleeve shirt that came with the tux on. She said she loved my body because according to her, I looked sexy.
"Ok well tomorrow ill be home around noon for lunch so if you're not awake by that time then I'm coming in here and splash water in your face" she smiled and it made me smile. I loved when she made those jokes, but I knew she wasn't playing either.
"Hey you're wearing my shirt!"
She jumped and dropped the blanket she had in her hands. I guess i scared her because I practically yelled it out.
"Oh. Umm... I didn't notice I just grabbed a shirt and threw it on." She blushed so hard it almost made me blush.
"Oh ok. Well anyways Goodnight Arlene" "Goodnight Miguel"
She closed the door behind her leaving the light on.
I studied her room and she had pictures everywhere in her room, but the one that caught my eye was where me and her were together at her Quinceañera. That night she looked beautiful. She looked hotter than my girlfriend. I turned off the light and got into her bed. I loved how her room smelled just like her, it was intoxicating. I loved it. And I loved her, whether she believed it or not.


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