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The truth never set me free so I'll do it to my self

Am I the enemy?

Sofia p.o.v.

I couldn’t believe my sister considered me just a little junkie with no dignity or right to speak. Not after all the nice words she said to me while I was fighting for becoming clean again.
I couldn’t believe Viviana lied to me so much, so deep.
How could I trust her again?
I run into my room and jumped on the bed crying my heart out, it’s like someone took it out of my chest. My whole world is tore apart.
After a while I felt two strong arms around me.
It was Tony.
“Hey, little blue hair.”
“Have you heard her? I’m just a junkie, I thought she cared about me, but I was wrong, she’s only ashamed of me.”
“Sh! Don’t say that anymore, she was just angry with you. She didn’t mean anything that she said, please, believe me!”
I sighed.
“I really want, but it hurts, Tony. It really hurts, she never treat me this way. She was always nice and encouraging.
What the hell is happened?”
“Nothing, she’s just angry. I’m sure she will apologize.”
Tony kept talking, but I wasn’t listening to him, I listen to just his voice: it made me calm down.
Twenty minutes later I was peacefully sleeping in his arms, it was beautiful.
Well, my problems were still there, but I felt a little better and not alone.
We woke up at eleven.
I should call the girls and talk to Fanny, but there was a thing that I must do firstly: I wanted to call my grandparents.
“Tone, I wanna call my grandparents and ask them to meet, do you wanna join?”
He became a little red, but in the end he nodded.
“You are not forced to. If you don’t want, just say it.”
“It’s okay, Sofia. Really, there’s no problems.”
So I picked up the phone and called a number, hoping they didn’t change it.
“Hello?”
A male voice answered.
“Am I speaking with Juan Ruiz?”
“Yes, who are you, ma’am?”
“I’m Sofia, your grandchild.”
I said uncertainly, I heard a gasp.
“The little Sofia, nieta mia!”(*)
“Si, abuelo. Soy yo!”(**)
“Dios, yo soy feliz.Te gustaria ir a ver nosostros? Yo y abuela extranamos tu y to hermana muchissimo.”(***)
“Me gusta, abuelo. Yo y Viviana veremos en la tarde. Si no surge algun problema yo llevar unas personas.”(****)
“Tu novio?”(*****)
“Mio novio.”(******)
“Si si, llevares el.”(*******)
I smiled.
“See you soon, abuelo.”(°)
“See you soon, querida.”(°°)
I looked at Tony.
“Well, you are going to know my grandparents.”
“I hope they like me, I’m not the kind of guy that everybody wants around they daughter or granddaughter.”
“Don’t worry, they will like you. Everybody likes you.”
He gave me a weak smile.
We went downstairs just to find out that Viviana was back.
“Where were you?”
“I was with Matt and then with Leah.”
“Ok, after lunch we’ll go to grandparents.”
“What? No!”
I gave her a strange look.
“Why not? I thought you wanna see them too, we don’t see them for ages.”
“Why don’t you ask me?”
I was really confused, what was happened to my little sister?
“Because you were not there, but I …”
“That’s the problem! In this family it’s all about you!
About your problems with cocaine, your suicidal thoughts and your anorexia, no one ever asked me how I felt. No one.
I thought that at least you cared, but I was wrong.
You don’t care about me, you cared only about you and the boys, not about me.
Jaime broke my heart and you were with him to help him instead of helping me, so…
No, I won’t come to the grandparents, I don’t wanna steal you the spot.”
After that she ran away in her room, I looked at Tony confused, this was the problem?
We only talked about my problems?
I sighed, in some way she was right. I know she was bullied in school, mum sometimes was abusive also with her and she has got a low self esteem, but I didn’t do that much.
I just beat the bullies, but probably it wasn’t enough, maybe it was even worse because they could mock her more and more.
And I never told enough how much was beautiful and nice, it was all about me.
“I won’t eat, what do you want dudes?”
“There’s some pizzas in the fridge and you should eat.”
“I’m not hungry.”
I said coldly.
“Please, don’t listen to Viviana. You are an ama….”
“NO! She was right, I left her alone in her shit while she always try to help me. I’m not an amazing sister, at all.”
“Come on, Sofia.”
“Shut up, Tony! I left her alone against people who bullied her and destroyed her self esteem, I left her alone with the bitch, who told her she was an ugly, fat whore and shit like this for sure.”
I went in the kitchen and put two pizzas in the microwave.
When they were ready I gave them to Fan and Tony.
“Fan, I need you to talk.”
“Tell me.”
“ I saw how much you missed Alan and I thought: why don’t you live with him, if he agrees?
Costa Mesa is not too far from here, you can catch a train or we will drive you there.”
Her face brightened.
“Sofia, this is a wonderful idea! I’ll talk to Alan later.”
After the lunch, me and Tone picked up the car and we went to my grandparents house, it was a nice house with a big garden in the suburbia of the city.
My grandpa was waiting for us on the portico, with a pipe in his mouth. When he saw us he smiled and just hugged me and Tony.
“Nice hair and nice piercing, querida.
Is this you novio?”
I nodded.
“Si, Tony this is Juan, mio abuelo.”
“I’m Tony, nice to meet you.”
“Are you Mexican.”
“Yes, my complete name is Cesar Antonio DeSoto Perry.”
“Nice, now come in.
Abuela is impatient to see you.”
My granny was a little woman with long black hair and a typical Mexican dress, she reminded me the older version of Frida Khalo.
She hugged us crying.
“Tu novio es muy hermoso.”(°°°)
“Yo sé. Te gusta el, bien?”(°°°°)
“Me gusta.”(°°°°°)
She made us some lemonade and then looked in my eyes.
“Where’s Viviana?”
“We fought and plus she has got problems with guys. She can’t choose between them.”
“Why did you fight?”
“Nothing, just… sister things, you know.”
I was embarrassed and I didn’t want to ruin everything, so I’ll stay vague.
One thing was sure: me and my little sister we need to talk.


(*)”The little Sofia, my grandchild”
(**) “Yes, grandpa, that’s me”
(***)”God, I’m happy. Do you wanna to visit us? Me and you grandma missed you and your sister a lot.”
(****)”Yes, I like it. Me and Viviana we’ll come in the afternoon. If there are non problems I wanna bring a person with me.”
(*****) “Your boyfriend?”
(******) “My boyfriend.”
(*******) “Yes, bring him.”
(°) grandpa.
(°°) dear
(°°°)”Your boyfriend is really beautiful.”
(°°°)” I know. Do you like him, right?”
(°°°°)”I like (him)”

Notes

If someone knows spanish better than me feel free to correct me.
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Comments

@Hyena
It was like that with my story. But I took a week off and found more inspiration and now I would love it if you would read it :-D. It's called Stay Away From My Friends

PoshKiwi21 PoshKiwi21
6/8/14

@PoshKiwi21
maybe i will update again, i dunno. i kinda lost inspiration for this story

Hyena Hyena
6/8/14

Wait no!!! Don't stop it. I read it all the time!!

PoshKiwi21 PoshKiwi21
6/8/14

Matt.Matt.Matt.Matt. VIVI + MATT!! I dont know why but im feeling the connection between Matt and Vivi, not Jaime and Vivi.... i feel bad but MATT AND VIVI!

TimmyTimJimmy TimmyTimJimmy
5/20/14

i want smut too,but i'm so good descibing it LOL not even in my own language ahahhha. btw i will try to do something in the next chapters, in a right occasion

Hyena Hyena
5/12/14