The star's sister

10

Sofie's Pov:

She blocked me.

I hurt her.

Badly.

And I know that.

That's what makes it harder.

My heart is breaking. I could practically hear it shattering apart.

And I have no idea what to do.

I have no way of contacting her.

'She blocked my number, and I never got her Instagram for obvious reasons. Or her friends phone numbers.

I'm so fucking dumb!

Why couldn't I just tell her?!?

I'm walking down my street to go home.

There's no point in hiding anymore.

There's no point at all actually.

Until, 

My phone screen is shining with bright light.

And when I look at the contact name,

I get an idea.

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"Hello?"

I tried to sound not as valuable and broken as I am, but I was too obvious.

"Sofe! Where are you?! Mami y papi are worried sick!"

Her voice was angry but more concerned.

"I'm on my way. I'll be at home in 3 minutes."

I sound emotionless, and I think she can tell 

She always can.

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Tears were still streaming down my face as I walked through the door to my house.

"Sofia Isabella Cabello Estrabao! Where the hell have you been?!?"

My mom was walking in circles and yelling at me for 4 to 5 minutes.

I was broken. It was obvious to who ever looked at me.

She was looking at me. But she didn't see it. She didn't see me.

"¿en qué demonios estabas pensando?

¿por qué no contestaste ninguna de nuestras llamadas?"

(What the hell were you thinking?! Why weren't you answering any of our calls?!)

Now she was loud.

"¡ mamá, es suficiente!"

(Mom that's enough!)

I heard my sister's voice yell.

My face and eyes were emotionless but the tears were streaming nonstop.

"Look at your daughter! Don't you see what's happening?! Don't you see something's wrong?! Maybe instead of yelling at her, you should hug her!"

She held my arm and dragged me to my own room. 

She closed the door behind us and hugged me tight, close to her heart. Like she's trying to fix my peaces back together.

"Sofe, talk to me. What's wrong?"

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We were laying in my bed. Cuddled up together.

I told her everything.

I told her how Abby and I knew each other.

I told her the reason I got drunk that day I texted Abby was because of the fight I had with mom over Camila's career and traveling with her on tour...

How Abby is so passionate about music.

How she is Camila's biggest fan! 

How she draws a lot of pictures with Camila in them.

How I am (or was) her Celebrity crush.

How she has 6 siblings who she loves more than life.

How I talked to her youngest brother.

How she dances around the house with her sisters to Camila's music.

How her brown hair looks soft more the a cloud and her eyes are the most beautiful color I have ever seen.

I told her how she woke up at 3 am just to listen to Mila and mine's special knock knock joke.

How her family has some money problems so she's working like crazy to help with the money, as well as her older sister.

How her dad is not around but she never told me why.

How she hates Matthew just like Kaki and I do.

How she says gotta Dinah all the time.

How I dream of hugging her, or kissing her, or just, holding her.

How I love her without even meeting her yet.

And how I lied.

How I broke her. How she blocked my number, and how I made the most precious  little thing I have ever seen cry.

I told her everything.