♥♥Emmalina Santiago♥ ♥
After eight hours of sleepless sleep nd having her music on all night playing probably the most depessing songs she has ever heard in her life, Emmalina woke up and couldn't get her mind off of Eric. It's been almost three week since she caught him cheating and been three weeks since the last time they spoke to each other. It was strange, since for the past two years the only thing she wanted to do in the morning was wake up who she called her "British Baby" and wish him good morning over the phone. Now, she was afraid to. Fo the past months something happened the Eric would tellher about and he would just yell at her whenever she tried to find out. Emma being so....senitive didn't feel like beng yelled at by anyone espically the guy who used to be the love of her life and now she doesn't even know what he was. Sitting up in her bed, she looked around her master bedroom and exhaled. She felt something in her heart saying that she had to just call him and appoligize. It as her fault for following him to a party and comfronting him about it. Right? She didn't even know, all she knew is that he shooed her off like she was nothing to him. That wasn't what he was saying just a couple weeks before when he was saying he still loved her.
After questioning what to do, she looked in her nightstand and softly grabbed out her pink rosary and put it around her neck. Praying that he would yell at her over the phone and not in person where she would probably become overwhelmed and faint again. She pushed the number one on her speed dial and just put her baby pink phone to her ear before hearing his voicemail. "Hey, baby. It's me, I just wanted to see if you were ok. I know...that I um," Her English still wasn't the best That I am in the wrong and i'm sorry for following you, not trusting you." After a second, it started to sink in, this was his way of breaking up with her. She took off her rosary and hung it on a nail over her bed knowing that now she needed someone else to protect her if not her rock. At the beginning of their relationship they said they wouldn't hurt each other and even though Eric broke that promise a while ago she still put up with it because she was to in love with him. Now, it was really over and she could feel her voice craking a little which happened when she was on the verge of tears. "Um, I get it Eric. And I wish you nothing but a wonderful, happy life.....I love you. Bye." When she hung up, sh just let the tears go down her babydoll facing, looking at a picture of them on their last aniversery that stuck to her vanity mirror.
Spending maybe, five minutes over her....what you might call "break up". She looked up and saw her small puppy dog, Teacup right there on her overly large bed. "Do you think he hates me,Teacup?" Of course her dog didn't answer but just hopped off her bed and out to her family's game room. That's what I think too." She jumped out of her bed and walked into her closet just picking out her original style. A cute dress with navy flats with a white bow on the and a matching necklace in the shape of a bow to make peope seem like she was over it and over him, after them telling her that he didn't deserve her anyway even though she saw it vice versa. She uickly grabbed her phone and logged into facebook, she wanted to undo their relationship status before he did. She changed it from: In a relationship with Eric Jones to Single. And also had to change her profile picture from one of them kising to just one of her actting her regular bubbly self. Just like that she started to get likes by a few of her friends that she could trust.
After a second of looking herself in the mirror, she messed with her red hair trying to just get her mind off of-- She started thinking about something she heard about people who wanted to get revenge on someone who broke ther heart. Usually she hated being revengeful, evil, cruel, you name it and she hated to be it but, Eric didn't just break Emmie's heart....He shattered it and now she wanted him to know how it felt to be hurt.
After eight hours of sleepless sleep nd having her music on all night playing probably the most depessing songs she has ever heard in her life, Emmalina woke up and couldn't get her mind off of Eric. It's been almost three week since she caught him cheating and been three weeks since the last time they spoke to each other. It was strange, since for the past two years the only thing she wanted to do in the morning was wake up who she called her "British Baby" and wish him good morning over the phone. Now, she was afraid to. Fo the past months something happened the Eric would tellher about and he would just yell at her whenever she tried to find out. Emma being so....senitive didn't feel like beng yelled at by anyone espically the guy who used to be the love of her life and now she doesn't even know what he was. Sitting up in her bed, she looked around her master bedroom and exhaled. She felt something in her heart saying that she had to just call him and appoligize. It as her fault for following him to a party and comfronting him about it. Right? She didn't even know, all she knew is that he shooed her off like she was nothing to him. That wasn't what he was saying just a couple weeks before when he was saying he still loved her.
After questioning what to do, she looked in her nightstand and softly grabbed out her pink rosary and put it around her neck. Praying that he would yell at her over the phone and not in person where she would probably become overwhelmed and faint again. She pushed the number one on her speed dial and just put her baby pink phone to her ear before hearing his voicemail. "Hey, baby. It's me, I just wanted to see if you were ok. I know...that I um," Her English still wasn't the best That I am in the wrong and i'm sorry for following you, not trusting you." After a second, it started to sink in, this was his way of breaking up with her. She took off her rosary and hung it on a nail over her bed knowing that now she needed someone else to protect her if not her rock. At the beginning of their relationship they said they wouldn't hurt each other and even though Eric broke that promise a while ago she still put up with it because she was to in love with him. Now, it was really over and she could feel her voice craking a little which happened when she was on the verge of tears. "Um, I get it Eric. And I wish you nothing but a wonderful, happy life.....I love you. Bye." When she hung up, sh just let the tears go down her babydoll facing, looking at a picture of them on their last aniversery that stuck to her vanity mirror.
Spending maybe, five minutes over her....what you might call "break up". She looked up and saw her small puppy dog, Teacup right there on her overly large bed. "Do you think he hates me,Teacup?" Of course her dog didn't answer but just hopped off her bed and out to her family's game room. That's what I think too." She jumped out of her bed and walked into her closet just picking out her original style. A cute dress with navy flats with a white bow on the and a matching necklace in the shape of a bow to make peope seem like she was over it and over him, after them telling her that he didn't deserve her anyway even though she saw it vice versa. She uickly grabbed her phone and logged into facebook, she wanted to undo their relationship status before he did. She changed it from: In a relationship with Eric Jones to Single. And also had to change her profile picture from one of them kising to just one of her actting her regular bubbly self. Just like that she started to get likes by a few of her friends that she could trust.
After a second of looking herself in the mirror, she messed with her red hair trying to just get her mind off of-- She started thinking about something she heard about people who wanted to get revenge on someone who broke ther heart. Usually she hated being revengeful, evil, cruel, you name it and she hated to be it but, Eric didn't just break Emmie's heart....He shattered it and now she wanted him to know how it felt to be hurt.