FALLING IN LOVE, WITH THE WRONG PERSON.

By: kelly .
PROLOUGE.
“ what the fuck!, are you kidding me” I said freaking out. “ what is that k
ind of tone malebeth, it is nothing to get upset of. What is wrong with having t
he Santiago’s over for dinner?” asked my mom Julie. My mom never understood why
I stopped to talking to one of the Santiago’s son. Tristan. Me and him were best
friends since 3rd grade but people change when entering middle school. He wante
d to be popular like his big brother who was in 10th grade. At first I had no pr
oblem. But then in 7th he acted like a fucking dick with me. He ignored me, made
fun of me. And on top of that he spread rumors about me. Saying I was a slut. T
hat I lost my virginity with him. I swore to myself I will never ever talk to hi
m. And let people treat me like shit. I have changed in these year’s. I never ha
d and never will forget, and forgive for what Tristan did to me. I honestly thou
ght he was my best guy friend. But I was wrong again. So here I am screaming lik
e crazy to my mom. Because I don’t want to see Tristan ugly face. Well he isn’t
ugly. He’s hot, maybe too hot. Ok change of thought’s. “ you are having dinner w
ith the Santiago’s if you like it or not. Now go change” my mom demanded. I stom
ped my feet like a five year old. And went upstairs. My phone vibrated I checked
the id caller it was Lucy my best girl friend. “ oh lucy I need your help” I sa
id desperately. Lucy new about my past with Tristan. That’s how good she was, sh
e kept it a secret. Because no one new about it in high school. Especially junio
r’s. “ do you want me to come over?’ she asked. “ I guess” I said. “ be there in
5” she said then hanged up. I wanted to hang myself. Not. I laid in my bed. Loo
king at the clock , 5,4,3,2,1. And then lucy knocked on my window. I ran and ope
ned it . “ that was quick” I said amazed. “ new record!, ok so do you want to es
cape or escape” she offered. We sat in the bed. I thought for a minute, “ uh… ch
oice number 3” I said. “ which is?” lucy asked. “ none, I cant my mom will kill
me and my dad will take my car away when I am 6 feet under. “ I said whining. Lu
cy laughed at my not- trying- to- be -funny joke. I looked at her serious “ ok I
am done laughing, so at least let me help you what to wear you have to let Tris
tan now that you are the bigger person and that you are hotter” lucy said smilin
g playfully. “ be the bigger person, ok fine you convinced me. But can you at l
east stay for dinner” I asked pleading. “ I cant beth I have to go to church “ s
he said disappointed. “ on a Monday?’ I asked arching one eyebrow up. “ I know a
Monday sounds lame, but it’s true we have a special service I wish I could skip
it though “ she said honest. “ don’t its good you go to church, you have to sho
w god you are a very good, independent girl” I said explaining to her it wasn’t
a good idea to leave god just for something lame as this. I am a big girl. “ I a
m not that young we are both 16 jeez you make it sound I am like 10 or something
” lucy said correcting me well trying to. Lucy was a very outgoing girl. Cinnamo
n hair, with aqua eyes. Porcelain skin ,like me. I have dark , dark brown hair,
and dark blue eyes and I mean really blue eyes. We are both average height. 5’5.
“ok let’s transform you into bumble bee “ lucy said joking. And did I mention
a very fun personality she likes to joke a lot. we picked out black skinny jea
ns, a white t-shirt that reached and covered half of my stomach. It read “ trust
me I am a little girl“. My hair was messy so I left like that. There it wasn’t
all that but my boobs looked good, I am a c’32. God give me two big gifts. And
I am appreciate full . Not like some people hate big boobs, and girls that don’t
want big boobs. don’t you agree with me big boobs are something good. Comment i
f u think so. I have no problem. Lucy had to leave but we both wished each othe
r good luck. And I needed it . Ok here we go.
Chapter1 : oh my fricking gosh!!!!!! .
I sat at the dinner table. My mom went to open the door, they have arrived. Mike
Tristan older brother wouldn’t be here he was in college. So that was a fantast
ic thing. I hate his brother I just hate both of them period. Tristan mom Sabri
na was blonde and brown eyes, a little over weight. Michael Tristan dad was tall
, skinny, brown hair, and green eyes. And Tristan is a bad boy. He has short dar
k brown hair, oh gorgeous hazel eyes, a nice 6 pack, and about 5’8. A little tan
because of track, and football. Oh he is smoking hot. Ok jeez calm down. They a
ll came to view. “ oh look at you malebeth , you look even more gorgeous every
time I come here “ Sabrina said delighted. I got up and hugged her, and Michael.
I was suppose to be the bigger person so I said to Tristan “ hi”. he returned t
he same gesture “ hi” he said his smile was playful also. He was up to something
. Oh! , I get it this was like a bet to see how long we could last before explod
ing and start yelling , and bitching. Oh two could play at this game. I returned
a smile. A wicked smile to be exact. I sat next to my mom her left, and my dad
sat at her right. And it was the same for the Santiago’s. we ate arroz con pollo
. It’s a Spanish dish. Rice with chicken. We are from Honduras and the Santiago’
s are Colombian’s. central America, south America. Every one knows Colombian’s g
irl’s are known for being fake as in every single girl has done their boobs, or
stomach. Etc. so I think Sabrina needs to get liposuction. Just saying not tryin
g to be mean. “ it’s been awhile since we have gotten together” my mom said. “ o
h yes. Mike going to college ,work, it keeps time going by fast.” Sabrina answer
ed. Michael and my dad robert. Went to the living room to watch a baseball game.
We are New York Mets fans. Even though they suck. I love watching football, bas
eball, tennis. When my brother Wilson was around me and him wrestled. And saw ev
erything together. But since he died 3 years ago. I could never watch any sport
again it reminded me of him. He died of lung cancer, and no he didn’t smoke. “ I
know how you feel, especially when Wilson died, and malebeth going through her
teenage years” mom said . A noticed a hint of sadness when she mentioned my brot
hers name. “ malebeth are you going to watch the game with us?’ asked my dad. “
no” I said. When I get depressed I clean the house, I clean everything. I just d
o. That what I did when Wilson died. “ so beth had any boyfriends?” asked Sabrin
a. My mom giggled. “ she hasn’t had one yet, she is just not interested “ my mom
answered for me. Tristan had a smirk in his face. I would very much like to tak
e it off. “ I bet Tristan lost his virginity already” I said. He gave me a long
nasty look. Sabrina looked at him surprised and so did my mom. I smiled at him i
nnocently. “ well I have to go to bed so peace” I said. And getting up. I passed
by Tristan with so much dignity. I ran up the stairs I couldn’t help but laugh.
My arm was suddenly yanked and I got slammed to the wall. It was Tristan. “ yo
u are such a fucking bitch, you are going to pay for this” he said raging. I smi
led at him “ finally you noticed , if you want war then bring it on. You are goi
ng to pay for what you did to me in 7th grade “ I said challenging him. He smile
d. His face was inches away from mines then he leaned closer and whispered to my
ear “ bring it”. that send goose bumps all over my body. He let me go then left
. All there is to do is destroy Tristan reputation. at the thought of that happe
ning I smiled evily.
Chapter 2: 1st try succede’s. but then it hits you worst.
I told Lucy the next day in lunch what happened. “ what! What are you going to d
o to him?” asked Lucy siked. “ I don’t know but I have to ruin his reputation of
Mr. popular “ I said into thought. “ oh, oh , oh!! Pick me , pick me” lucy said
while raising her hand like if we were in class. “ ok lucy, what?” I said while
having a bored expression. “ do you have anything embarrassing of Tristan , lik
e a funny picture” lucy asked. Light bulb!!!!!!!!!.
The next day. Me and lucy printed 280 copies of a embarrassing photo of Tristan
back in 4th grade. He had his mouth wide open , while only wearing a batman boxe
r, and the batman cape. We threw and posted all copies around the school. At the
end me and Lucy high five. People started laughing and making unpleasant jokes
. When Tristan got to school. I was waiting for him. Beside his locker. He looke
d at me with a death glare. I just smiled innocently. “ oh man I feel so good!!,
he is finally paying “ I said yelling at the top of my lungs. While we headed t
o the parking lot. “ hell yeah you saw his face!
“ lucy said cracking up. But I wasn’t prepare for the tragic events I was about
to get. I park my black mustang in the driveway. And headed inside. My mom was c
ooking, and dad was still at work. I helped mom, with the salad. And fixing the
table. We all ate in silence. “ how was school?” asked my mom. “ great” I said h
appy. My dad arched one eyebrow at me. He knows I hate school ,who doesn’t. afte
r cleaning the dishes I sat with mom and dad for the very last time. My dad put
on a baseball game, I felt memories coming back but the tears weren’t flowing. I
 felt at peace for the very first time. Me and my dad yelled, cheered, and laugh
ed. My mom just laughed at us. We were all happy again. And I loved that. For th
e very first time we were all actually happy. In the morning I woke up with a da
rk morning it looked like 6 am in forks. Yes I do live in forks , just like twil
ight. But in here there is no vampires, or shape shifters. No urban legends. Jus
t plain humans. Boring plain humans. I know how lame. I took a quick shower, and
dressed in white skinny jeans, with a white t-shirt, and black boots. I put on
my jean jacket and left to school. Before that I kissed mom and dad goodbye. And
we all departed. Arriving to school, I had a strange feeling in the pit of my s
tomach that something is going to happen. Everything was almost covered in fog.
I met lucy in her locker. “ strange day huh “ lucy said hollowed. “ yea it’s lik
e something bad is coming” I said in a spooky voice. We just laughed. I love sca
ring people. They get all nervous, and freaked out. Making my way to 1st period,
I felt the world around me going by in slow motion. It went like that until thi
rd. When I got called to go to the principal’s office. I thought I got in troubl
e by putting those picture’s of Tristan. And expected lucy to be there. But when
I arrived. Tristan, and Tristan parents were there. Sabrina eyes were red and s
wollen she was crying. Tristan looked at me with puppy eyes. He reminded me of a
10 year old Tristan. At that moment he looked like my friend again. I sat in th
e chair next to Tristan. Principal’s words came flowing slowly but like mouthing
them. The only ones I understood were “ your parents are dead”. for moment I th
ought this was a joke I looked at Tristan alarming. But I knew it wasn’t. I knew
it was true. One tear rolled down my cheek . And that tear meant I lost somethi
ng valuable to me. I lost both of my parents. I realized I could never be happy
again. I realized I was alone. Alone for the rest of my life. One tear for my da
d, one tear for my mom, and one tear for my brother. 4 tears I will never forget
. 4 tears I have shed. 4 tears that will always be the cause of my pain. 4 tears
that meant I lost 4 of the most important people in my life. Only 4 tears I cri
ed. And only 4 tears I will cry everyday. Until my last days on earth , I will s
hed 4 tears. In my last 4 days. And that’s a promise I will keep. But who will b
e the fourth person that I have to shed a tear?. Who will that person be?.
Please comment!!!!!.