"Don't you think that skirt is short for you?" She says, changing the subject and taking another long hit from her blunt. Since when does she care about my clothing? Besides it's not like it's affecting anyone, so why does it matter? "Um, no. Why do you care anyways?" I ask suspiciously, while looking down at my skirt. It's not even short. "People are looking at you in there, and maybe it's because of what you're wearing," She throws her blunt on the ashtray that she has, and turns her attention on me staring fiercely into my eyes. "Why does it matter? It's not like it's a bad thing." I say, now worried at this point. I don't know what's going through her mind as she comes closer to me, again my back is against the wall beside the balcony railing. "It is a bad thing because it seems everyone in there wants to fuck you, and for some damn reason it's bothering me." Heaven says lowly, barely audible. ----- Hatred. Despite. Mixed feelings. Read to find out about Valentina and Heavens relationship, which starts off as despiteful, then turns into something pure.
View MoreValentina’s pov I haven’t felt a cold rush run through my body since forever. I’ve lived in Mexico my entire life, yet the weather there felt like a desert everyday, so right now as I feel the cold weather, I’m not used to it. However, I prefer the cold over the hot any day. Currently I’m walking into school, as per usual, with Gina by my side. She’s listening to music on her AirPods, as I am too because I don’t want to deal with people murmuring around me. When I wave Gina a bye, I quickly walk towards my locker, and immediately I see Heaven standing next to it with her back against it. Of course she would be here to bother me. “If you’re here to piss me off, just leave.” I hiss, opening my locker and placing my books inside. “Hey, I’m not here to bother you. Actually, I have news for you, but if you don’t want to hear it, then I’ll just leave.” Heaven shrugs, with her hands up defensively. I roll my eyes and shake my head. “Sorry, just not really in the mood right now. Maybe
Heavens pov"What do you mean you don't want anyone else to have me?" Valentina whispers, as I caress her cheek. What the actual fuck is wrong with me? One minute, I despise her and the next I want to kiss her. The truth is, I'm confused with my sexuality. I don't know what I like and who I like. I've never had any interest in girls whatsoever, but whenever Valentina came into the picture, things changed for me. "I... don't know, but I don't want anyone else to have you. I don't want anyone else to touch you, talk to you, and most importantly... look at you." I say, a little demanding and toxic. I don't care. It's true, I see myself getting jealous when someone hits on her. I hate it. I'm supposed to hate her! "First of all, you hate me. You cannot just say these things to me, knowing you loathe me. Second of all, you have a boyfriend. It's fucked up and you know it." Valentina sighs clearly unsatisfied with her response, but she's right. What am I doing anyways? I have boyfrien
Valentina's povIt has been 2 days, since the whole incident with Heaven happened, and let me say that she's been more vicious than usual. She's been skipping class and even cheer practice, which is very unusual for her to do. Is it because of what happened? Should I talk to her? Would she even want to talk to me? Definitely not. She probably feels embarrassed and confused, and I get that, but it's okay I get how she feels. Anyways, right now I'm in the locker room with Gina and the other cheer girls, before the football game starts. Unfortunately, there is no sign of Heaven, but I'm sure she'll show up. She never misses a game. "Is Heaven okay?" Stephanie, one of the cheer girls asks, and I nod while smiling. I don’t want any of the girls to get the wrong impression, but I also don’t want to lie straight their faces. "Yes she will. In fact, I'm going to check up on her right now." I say, grabbing my phone and walking away as I dial her number. I turn around to see Gina look at
Heaven's pov What the hell is wrong with me? I kissed the person I loathe and despise so much, again! Why? That's all I've been thinking about the past few days. I've been trying my best to avoid Valentina, but it's like she's there all the damn time. I know that I don't like girls. I don't feel anything towards other girls, but with Valentina it's like she's a drug and I can't stop. Speaking of Valentina, I don't know who's threatening her. Now that's it's stopped, I have no suspects and I decided to just give up on it. Currently, I'm sitting on my bed with Fernanda and Deena on my side, laying on their stomachs while they're on their phones. I decided to invite them over because maybe they'll distract me from the brunette girl that's on my mind. She's always on my mind and I don't understand why. "So how's cheer practice?" Fernanda speaks, finally getting the awkward tension out of the room. "It's good." I say with a monotone voice. Fernanda smirks before talking, "How's Vale
Valentina's pov "Are you fucking serious?" Gina asks shocked about what I told her about my mom and Coach Sanders. How the hell did this even happen? When my mom told me the story of how her and Coach Sanders met, I was flabbergasted. They met through one of the games! No wonder she took forever to get home, I had to ride back with my brother. Speaking of my brother, he had to go back to Mexico to grab his stuff. He has a few things he needs to get to officially move in with us. "Dude I swear on my life." I say, and gesture a cross around my chest, as I'm seated on the lunch booth. "That's fucking crazy, I didn't even think your mom was interested in women." Gina says, adjusting the strings on her backpack. "I didn't think so either. I feel like it's going to be awkward during practice." I say, taking a bite out of my salad."Nah I don't really think so, she's your favorite." Gina giggles, looking at her phone typing away. I'm assuming she's texting Fernanda from her big grin th
Valentina's pov"We're sold out!" Ms.Moore exclaims, jumping and down in excitement while looking at her computer screen. I smile widely finding out the news that the lingerie that I modeled in, sold out. It's crazy to even think that people actually liked the material and just the clothing in general."How do you feel Valentina?" Ms.Moore asks, grabbing my shoulder for support. "I feel great. I honestly can't believe that this happened, I mean, I didn't know this would happen." I say, adjusting the straps of my purse that I bought yesterday. The paycheck is so much money, who knew this job actually pays good for me. "Well you did it and I couldn't be more proud of you." My boss smiles, handing me a piece of paper. "What is this?" I ask in curiosity. I open the paper up that says: Permanent Contract leaving me in a confused state. "I want you to work here permanently. You're turning 18 in a few days, meaning that if you want this, I can count you in. If you don't want this perma
Valentina's pov It's been a whole week since I had sex with Heaven. I've been craving by her more recently, but guess what she's doing? Avoiding me. I've been trying to talk to her during cheer practice, yet she goes another direction. I didn't tell anyone about that night. I figured that if I tell one person, it'll spread around and though I do trust people, I just can't bare to put Heaven in a situation like that. I don't even know if she likes girls. She should right? Or was she just using me? Currently, it's after school and the girls and I are following up in some drills for the game tomorrow. Coach Sanders has been absent lately, I have no clue what's going on. Some of the girls say that she's finally dating someone, which is causing her to miss a lot of practice. Even so, she has to make time for us! Speaking of dating, for the past few days, Jay has been texting me non-stop. Gina tells me that he has a crush on me, but I don't believe her. I feel like he's just being nice
Valentina's pov I instantly get out of bed after receiving the message that Heaven is picking me up. I don't even have makeup on, it's already 7:30 pm and it's been a full 30 minutes of me deciding what I should wear. Right now, I'm doing my makeup and hair. That's the main thing I need to do, since I would look like a zombie if I didn't."Donde vas?" (Where are you going) My mom asks randomly, scaring the shit out of me since I thought she was in her room. "I'm going out with Heaven." I simply say, curling my hair and holding my strand of hair on the curler."Oh okay. Be careful." My mom says, standing by the doorframe for a few seconds, then quickly emerging herself out. She didn't even tell me what time I should be home. That's weird.After I finish with my hair, that took me almost an hour to do, I quickly get ready. I decide to wear a plain light pink crop top, and some light wash mom jeans, with my converse. It's simple, but it'll definitely work, plus it's literally 8 pm
Heaven's pov I've spent the last few weeks trying to figure out who trashed Valentina's locker and her car. I've been getting headaches everyday trying to find good evidence towards anyone at this point. I don't even have a suspect anymore. The reason I'm not saying it's gross boy anymore is because the day that the locker was being demolished, gross boy was practicing on the football field.There was no way he could've done everything at a span of time. Unless he's smart, but we all know that's not true. Alan told me that he was there all morning, and for some reason, I truly believe him. Maybe because he's telling the truth for once and not constantly lying straight to my face.As I'm walking to my locker, I see Valentina with Gina laughing at something that's probably stupid. Litreally they laugh at the most stupidest things ever and it's annoying. Valentina has her hair down with two strands of braids hanging loosely from her face. She is wearing a denim skirt and a pink crop
Valentina's pov "Valentina, despertarse." (Wake up) I heard my moms voice as she lightly shakes me, as I let out a small groan. "Déjame, cinco minutos más por favor." (Leave me, five more minutes please) I say groggy, but my mom doesn't budge so she yanks the blanket off of me forcing me to to sit up. She doesn't say anything but raise her eyebrows warningly at me. I sigh and get up to take a shower and get ready. After my father was murdered, my mom and I had to leave Mexico and come to the United States. We didn't have much of a choice, since my fathers murderers were still out there. Now here I am in the United States in a new place and a new school, where I am alone. Today is my first day in a brand new school and brand new faces. I'm fine with being alone, but I'm scared of the talks, the looks, and the thought of making new friends. As I got out of the shower, I quickly washed my face and put on makeup. I scrummaged through my closet looking for a outfit to where. I wan...
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