Sandra's POV
"What would you do if you were pregnet? Would you do the same as last time?" Gloria asked looking at the tests next to us. We were currently just waiting for the tests to be done
"I'm not" I stated.
"How can you be so sure you're not?" Gloria asked.
"Because I already know whats wrong with me" I sighed sadly.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Look they're done" I said changing subject.
"First one, negative" Gloria read.
"Second one, negative" I read.
"Third one, negative" Me and Gloria both read.
"Told you" I smiled.
"Then why are you sick? Why did you pass out?" Gloria asked worried.
"Because...I hadn't eaten for 5 days straight until this morning. I guess I, uh couldn't handle the big meal I had" I said sadly.
"Why?! Why the hell would you do that asshole?!" She yelled hitting the back of my head.
"Because i'm not as skinny as you! Everyone tells me that, even Mark! Thats probably why Jason cheated on me, because i'm a fat fuck!" I cried.
"You don't have to be super model size for someone to like you. You're perfect the way you are. I thought you said you would never change yourself for others?! What happened to that Sandra? Huh?" Gloria yelled.
"I'm sorry, I guess I let other people get to me. I won't do that anymore" I said wiping away my tears. She then pulled me into a bone-crushing hug.
"Don't do that again, you could've died. I'm not losing my partner in crime" She said pulling away from me. I noticed she had a couple of tears in her eyes.
"Please don't tell them why i'm like this. Just say I have the stomach flu or something like that" I whispered before we headed out. She just nodded and opened the door for me.
"Are you?" Mark asked seriously. I just shook my head.
"Its just the flu" I smiled nervously.
"Thank god you're not! Imagine the scandal you would've been through!" Mark said pulling me into a hug.
"I think you should go home and rest" Mark said pulling away from me.
"Ok" I smiled. Yes! Time off!
"Yea, come back when you're feeling better. Can you drive or do I take you?" Mark asked.
"Its fine. I'll try to get better by tomorrow" I sighed.
"I'll go visit after rehearsal!" Gloria yelled as I walked away.
*
I can't believe how different it is without Jason here. I mean, I just feel so alone. The houses next to me are all empty, so i'm pretty much alone for now. How sad..
Its about midnight right now, so i'm just laying in bed right now. I can't sleep at all, I just feel weird. I dunno why. I had dinner with Gloria and Alma and we had a nice time. Ever since they left I just feel alone. All my friends have boyfriends and i'm over here being forever alone. Mostly because I chose to be forever alone, I don't want a relationship right now. I wanna focus on my career. If a guy does cross in my way, I guess I can have a little adventure, but as of now if I want a serious relationship i'm picking someone who's my level or higher in stardom. Thats it, fuck all them wanna be gangsters, i'm so done with all of them.
The sound of my phone ringing snapped me out of thought. What the hell?! Its midnight, who could be calling right now?! Should I answer or not? I mean it is a private number. Oh well, i'ma answer anyways.
"Hello?" I answered nervously.
"Sandra? Its me Abraham"
"What do you want? Its midnight" I asked tiredly.
"Do you have any idea what you just did?" Abraham yelled.
"I told him not to cheat on me and he does that right away! I told him there would be consequences but he was too stupid to lis-"
"Pareces nueva mensa! When Jason gets out of jail, he will find you and make you pay for what you've done. I suggest you take him out of jail right now or else you will suffer really, really bad in the future. Jason always gets what he wants and you're what he wants and I assure you he will get you. Either by choice or by force" Abraham said seriously.
"I'm not scared of him, alright. So next time you see him tell him I ain't scared and he'll never, ever have me again. So he can suck dick and cry all he wants. I gave him far too many chances"
"I don't think you understand what he's capable of. He'll get out of jail really, really fast just because he can. He has people to help him, so its your choice"
"I'm not taking him out of jail" I sighed.
"I warned you Rodriguez, I warned you" Abraham sighed.
"Whatever, I gotta get to sleeping. By Braham" I said.
"Laterz Rodriguez, tell Gloria I said hi"
I then hung up and set my phone down. Fuck Jason, i'm not losing my time or sleep over him anymore. He's outta my life forever now.
4 days before the wedding...
"I can't believe that you chose to have to the wedding here in LA instead of San Diego" I whined getting out of the car.
"Brings back memories doesn't it Sandy?" Abby said looking at the house dreamily. Me and Abby are staying at our parents house for the next four days.
"Why do we have to stay here for a four days Abby? Couldn't we just book a hotel like Mark and Chris?" I whined.
"We gotta spend time with the family before the wedding. Try to make up with mom before you leave. C'com Sandy do it for me" Abby whined. I just rolled my eyes.
"That wench is not my mother" I spat grabbing my suitcase. I only brought one because i'm planning to go shopping to fill up another before I leave.
"You girls need help?" Harry asked stepping out of the house.
"Can you please carry Brandon out of the car. He's asleep" Abby asked.
"Sure" Harry said opening the car door. I just sighed and walked up to the front door with my suitcase.
"After you Ab" I sighed. She just chuckled and walked inside the house immediately to be tackled down by my siblings in a hug. Then my parents and lastly, Nana. I just stood by the door awkwardly.
"Guys I brought Brandon and Sandra with me too" Abby said happily. Soon all eyes were on me.
"Oh I thought it was just you and my grandson. If I would've known Sandra was coming I would've told Nana to fix her bedroom" My mom sighed.
"Bummer Ab, I guess I get to join Mark and Chris at the hotel! Chocolate hot tub, here I come!" I said trying to walk out, but Abby grabbed my forearm before I could leave.
"Not so fast, you never clean your room anyways. There's a pool and hot tub out there. It should be just as good as the chocolate hot tub. Plus who wants to get chocolate in places chocolate shouldn't be?" Abby asked.
"I wanna get chocolate in those places, god dammit Ab, you never let me do anything fun" I whined.
"I swear Brandon is more mature than you and he's 4" Abby spat. I just rolled my eyes.
"Anyways, i'm glad we're all together as a family, even if it might be the last time" My dad sighed.
"Do you guys need help unpacking?" My mom asked.
"Its fine" Abby smiled.
"What about you Sandra?" My mom asked looking at me.
"No" I spat in disgust. I swear Abby threw me the ugliest death glare she had. I just smirked and grabbed my suitcase.
"I'ma go unpack now" I smirked grabbing my suitcase and dragging it up the stairs. Once I reached the top, I immediately stopped in my tracks and stared at the hallway. I then turned towards my door.
*flashback*
"Goodnight" I told Harry. He didn't say anything though, he just walked up to me and slowly pinned me against the wall. I made the first move by smashing my lips onto his, thus creating our first kiss.
*end of flashback*
I found myself smiling out of nowhere. I probably look like a creep, its a good thing i'm the only one up here. Just incase you're wondering the boys are also staying here for the next four days until the wedding. Sadly, i'm back to where I left off, but at least Abby is with me this time.
I quickly entered my room to see it was..clean. Ew! Why's it clean? It looks disgusting! Why the hell can I see the floor?! What happened to all my pictures and posters and shit?! I'm not suppose to be able to see the wall! What have they done to my room. They made it..clean and tidy. Ugh, disgusting.
"Time to fuck shit up" I smirked opening up my suitcase. I was about to pour everything out on the floor, but was once more stopped by Abby.
"Hell no you don't!" Abby yelled running into the room.
"Nana spent her time cleaning this pigsty and you will not mess it up! I'm going to come in here after you're done and if you messed it up i'm going to tell Harry you still like him" Abby smirked.
"You wouldn't!" I yelled.
"Try me popstar!" Abby smirked.
"Fine" I groaned.
"Great i'll be back in about an hour. Try to be social with the rest" Abby said walking out of the room.
I made sure she left before shutting my door. I then grabbed my phone and connected it to my laptop. Then I put on one of me and Gloria's songs.
(Not actually my song)
"You speak to me and in your words I hear a melody. But in the twilight its so hard to see whats wrong for me. I can't resist, until you give the truth a little twist. As if you're gunna get away with this. You're not sorry. I can't believe I fell for this. I fell through the hole down at the bottom of soul, didn't think you could go solo. Look at what you did you're losing me is what you've won. Got me planning to go solo, solo. You sing to me, too bad you couldn't even stay on key. If you're life is such a mystery, why don't you just stick to acting. Oh, here we go again, again. You couldn't find my number until when, you thought that you could get to my best friend, without a script your game is lagging. I can't believe I fell for this.." I sang while putting my stuff away. I wrote that song a couple of days after I broke up with Jason. Me and Gloria recorded it like 2 days ago. The song isn't even leaked yet, so no one knows about it except me, Gloria, Mark, Chris, and the music crew. I like the song, its catchy, but I doubt it'll make a number one hit.
"Sandra" Someone said making me stop singing and putting away my stuff. I slowly turned to the door to see my dad standing there watching my every move.
"Can I help you?" I spat.
"Dinner is in 20 minutes. Be down there in time or else you'll starve because the boys always get seconds and there's no extra food" My dad said sternly. He threw me once last glance and walked away with no emotion whats so ever.
Well wasn't that just plain weird. I think he's finally lost it. Whatever i'm just gunna pretend that never happened and continue putting stuff away.
*
"Dinner!" I heard Nana yell from downstairs. I was just about to go down when I got a text from Chris.
Wanna come have dinner with the fam? Gloria's coming too - Chris
Should I go? Should I just skip my family dinner that actually has the whole family to go with another family i've only known for about a year? Hell yea I am, anything to be away from my mother.
I'll be there in 20 - Me
Dress nicely its a 5 star restraunt - Chris
K- me
After that I locked my phone and ran into my closet. I then picked the most elegant dress and heels that I had. They had high class and designer written all over them. I quickly threw on the dress and heels and applied make up. Not too much, but enough to go with my outfit. Lastly, I fixed my hair. I didn't do much, just straighten my bangs and throw them to the side. I let the rest down. Finished.
I immediately ran out of my room and rushed down the stairs. I'm late. Fuck. I was going so quick I didn't notice everyone was staring at me. They were all in the living room watching tv.
"We were waiting for you to start eating" My mother said looking straight at me.
"You didn't have to do that, i'm going out tonight" I said simply. Great, I feel like a jerk now.
"Can I ask where?" My dad asked.
"I'ma meet up with Chris and the family. He invited me over and I couldn't say no" I sighed.
"The family? Sounds like you belong to them now. Why don't just go with your new family since we're not shit to you anymore" My brother spat.
"Juan that's enough! You're sister's old enough to do what she wants to now and if she wants to go out tonight she can" My dad scolded. Shit, since when did he start siding me?
"I'ma go now. I'll be back in an hour or two" I said walking out. I didn't even look back, I just grabbed my keys and headed out.
*
"Hey guys" I said shaking everyone's hands. I then took a seat next to Gloria and Mark. Its a good thing i dressed fancy, everyone was too. I would've been so left out.
"So how has your stay at that house been?" Chris asked.
"Awkward. My father's been creeping me out and so has my mother. They all act like nothing ever happened. Like as if I never left. Its starting to bother me. My dads trying to get things back to normal, but I refuse to talk to him. My brother's the one thats been telling me stuff. Like before I left he told me to leave and go with my new family. He's really butt hurt" I sighed.
"Wow, he probably just wants you to help them out since you're famous and rich now" Chris chuckled.
"Help them out in what?" I asked.
"Haven't they told you? You're dad is going bankrupt, he might loose everything because he doesn't have money to pay for everything anymore. Thats what Abby said" Mark said.
"Why?" I asked.
"All I know is that some woman is trying to sue your dad for everything he has. Your dad already had to give millions away to the woman, thus making him bankrupt. Now she's threatening to take away the house and everything in it. It must be something serious. Thats all Ab told me" Mark said.
"So they just want my money?" I asked.
"Makes sense, thats all he's ever wanted. If you want I can rent you a room here" Chris offered. I just shook my head.
"Its fine, I wanna stay at least until the wedding. They won't get a cent of my fortune though, they don't deserve any if it, especially my mother" I spat coldly.
"Ok, suit yourself. Gloria so's your house?" Chris asked changing subject.
"Really good, just that there's been stalkers watching my house the whole time" Gloria said.
"Thats the negative side of fame, but at least people love you so much they spend their time on you" Mark said.
"I guess"
*
"Bye guys, thanks for the dinner" I said giving everyone a hug.
"No problem" Chris's wife said. After everyone said their goodbyes me and Gloria headed out into the darkness.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"9:30"
"Alright, I gotta go. See ya tomorrow betch" I said giving her a hug.
"Bye, and its biotch not betch" Gloria said.
"Whatever. Biotch, happy?" I laughed walking away.
"Yes!" She yelled.
I just silently chuckled to myself and walked towards my car. I quickly jumped in and put my car in ignition. Then I drove home. This was way better than having dinner with my family.
*Home*
"My heart skips, skips a beat" I sang as I locked my car and headed inside.
As I walked past my parents bedroom I heard talking. Its almost midnight, what are they still doing up. Oh and just in case your wondering, I stopped by at the gas station to grab a slushy. Then I sat in the parking lot drinking the slushy because its hard to drink and drive. (Lol you seen what I did there.) Then I also spent an awful amount of time on my phone just surfing the web.
Anyways, being the little chismosa I am, I pressed my ear up against the door.
"Its not her Jose, she died 18 years ago, in a car crash! It must be her sister or mom suing but it can't be her!" My mother yelled.
"We don't know if she died or not, her body was never found!" My dad cried. Is he really crying? Dam.
"There was no body because it burned to ashes! They can't take our home Jose! This is ours its full of blood, our blood and sweat! Now you gotta fix this!" My mom yelled.
"How? How the hell do I fix this?! I'm not telling the girls the truth, they'll never forgive both of us!" My dad yelled.
"What does the woman want Jose? Think of what she wants!" My mom said angrily.
"She wants the girls to know the truth. She thinks Sandra is Angelica's daughter. Thats why I didn't want Sandra becoming famous I didn't want this happening. That woman, who I don't even know, wants custody of Angelica's daughters and she already got the child support. She's slowly leaving us in ruins!" My dad yelled.
"Enough arguing Jose! We'll just call up the best lawyer in the country!" My mom said.
"We don't have money!" My dad yelled.
"We'll use the money Angelica left the girls" My mom sighed.
"Thats not ours Irene, we can't use it"
"Yes we can, its right there. The girls don't even know its theirs"
"No! We'll get a bank loan, but i'm never touching that money. It doesn't belong to us!" My dad yelled.
"Fine, but lets see what happens when you can't pay the loan" My mom huffed.
"I'm going to get some fresh air, i'll be back in a bit" My dad sighed. Shit! I quickly took off running towards my room. I didn't even glance back.
Whew! That was close. What the hell are they talking 'bout? Does that have something to do with the letter I found a while back under my parents bed? That would explain the money situation. The woman's "girls" too. Those girls are the same ones my parents where talking about. Am I one of those girls? Oh god i'm so confused, i'ma just pretend I never heard that. Ok, whew, thats outta my brain.
*Morning*
"Tia!" Brandy yelled throwing himself on top of me and jumping up and down. Each time he jumped his knees would stab my rib cage. He's a skinny little boy so his knees are really sharp.
"Ow! Brandon stop!" I groaned pushing him off of me and sitting up.
"Wake up! You promised to take me riding today" Brandy yelled.
"Lemme fully wake up first and maybe get some breakfast. Then i'll saddle up Hazel and we'll go riding, ok?" I asked.
"Hurry up then!" He yelled grabbing my arm and yanking me out of bed. I fell on the floor, face first, making a loud thud as my body touched the freezing cold floor.
"Sorry" Brandy whispered.
"You're going down the stairs!" I yelled getting up rapidly. I then picked him up with one swift move and ran over to the stairs. Its about a 50 stair drop, not that much. Muahahaha.
"One!" I yelled.
"No! Stop i'm sorry!" Brandy yelled.
"Two!" I smirked.
"No! Please i'm sorry!" He pleaded.
"Two and a half" I yelled.
"Stop tia! I love you! Stop please! Mommy!" He whined.
"Three-"
"Put him down!" Abby yelled angrily from the living room.
"We're screwed" I muttered. I slowly walked down the stairs with Brandon still in my arms.
"Put him down! I'm serious Sandra!" Abby yelled as soon as I reached the ground. I carefully set him down and looked at the floor. Well shit she's gunna kill me, but that was still hilarious.
"Brandon go outside with the boys, NOW!" She yelled. Brandy just nodded and ran outside. Poor little guy must be scared to death. Its partially my fault, but lets just blame it on Abby's sudden burst of anger shall we?
"What the hell where you thinking?!" Abby yelled angrily.
"I wasn't going to drop him we were just playing. Plus he started it, he made me fall outta bed" I said defensively.
"What would happen if he fell?! Huh, he could've died! Even if it was just a game! And who cares if he started it! Sandra you're almost 20! You're the oldest its time to mature and grow up!"
"I did grow up!" I yelled.
"It doesn't look like that. You're always holding grudges and acting childish! You think you're so much better than everyone just cause you can sing and because you're famous. Well truth is your not. Jason cheated on you because you're just a child. Guys want women, not little immature brats like you! Truth hurts little sis, and sadly you're no better than anyone in this house. So why don't you just drop you're little celebrity grudge, grow up, and start taking life seriously!" Abby yelled.
I just stood there staring at her sadly. She's the only one who's never, ever told me shit. Dam, I just feel bad and insecure now. I'm not gunna cry though, at least not in front of her. I've noticed i'm a giant cry baby but its because i've been hurt so much. It hurts because the people I think I can trust the most just go and backstab me or tell me shit. Like dam, how can I stop this pain. Maybe I should just kill myself?...
"You're right, i'm not mature. I'm just a child, but i'm not stupid. I regret a lot of things, but i'll never regret meeting you and helping you find Brandon. I'm sorry I give you so much trouble but maybe soon you won't have to put up with me" I sighed looking at her straight in the eyes.
"I doubt it, you'll never mature" Abby spat. She then gave me one last ugly glare and walked away.
"I wasn't talking about maturing" I muttered before heading back into my room.
Is there anyone that would actually miss me? Maybe Gloria, Alma, and Claire, but they're too busy with their boyfriends to even text me or call me. Nobody else cares, i've just pushed them away or treated them like shit. I guess I get what I deserve. I ruined my own son's life, and ruined Oscar's along with it. There isn't a day that passes that I don't think of them. I mean sometimes I just wanna run outside, in the middle of the night and find them. I wanna hold them and kiss them slowly. Most importantly I wanna apologize for being such a jerk to them. I just wanna leave and be with my own family because it seems as if I don't have any. I can't do that though, because on top of everything is hate. There's deep fire and blood red hate inside my heart that won't let me reunite with my son and his father. Oscar brings back horrible memories of that night and how he treated me. I hate him, I hate him so much I just wish he died. As for the kid, he's living, breathing proof of what happened to me. I can't stand looking into the kids eyes because I know that every time i'd do that Oscar would come to mind. I prefer to just leave them in the past and be lonely with myself.
"Sandra" Someone said snapping me out of thought. Ugh, it was Harry. Believe it or not, I am fully over him. I just can't stand him for some reason, who knows why.
"What?" I asked. I was just currently laying in bed, still wearing my pj's, just staring at the ceiling and thinking.
"Are you coming down for breakfast or not?" He asked.
I just shook my head. "I'm not hungry" I mumbled.
"Fine, but you're eventually going to come out of your girl cave" Harry said walking away. I just rolled my eyes and got up.
I quickly changed into some mid-thigh shorts, a white v-neck, and some boots. These weren't the regular boots girls wear, these were pointy, all leather, country boots made for riding. I haven't rode Hazel in about a year. I've rode other horses but not my Hazel. Oh, how I missed my boo, my Hazel.
After putting my curls in a pony tail, I opened up my suitcase and took out a small plastic bag. I also took out 4 pictures. The pictures were of me and Jason, they make me sick to my stomach every time I look at them, its time to watch them burn. I threw the plastic bag and pictures in a small bag and zipped it up. I also threw in some perfume. I then walked out of my room and headed into the kitchen.
"You want a plate?" My mother asked as soon as I entered.
"I'm fine, i'm uh gunna go riding. I might be out all day, so don't worry about me" I said nervously. I looked around frantically for a lighter and couldn't find one.
"Looking for something?" My dad asked.
"A lighter I ugh, gotta gotta burn some pictures" I said. Calm down, Sandra they're gunna know something is up if you keep stuttering.
"There's one in the first cabinet. Be careful though, don't burn yourself" My dad said eyeing me suspiciously.
"Thanks" I said grabbing the lighter. I was about to go outside when someone stopped me.
"I wanna go!" Brandy yelled. I mentally faced palmed myself.
"I don't think you're mother would approve of that since i'm an immature tweeker- I mean brat" Holy fuck, I just blew it.
"That is correct. Sit back down and finish breakfast Brandon. After breakfast i'll take you sight seeing" Abby said sternly.
"But I wanna go!" Brandy whined.
"C'com girls, i'm sure she's respons-"
"No!" Me and Abby both yelled cutting off my dad. Everyone quickly turned towards me and raised a brow.
"I gotta go" I muttered walking away nervously.
"Fuck" I muttered under my breath. I spent no time running into the barn and saddling up Hazel. I could tell she was happy to see me since she let out a loud neigh once I walked in.
"Miss me girl?" I asked saddling her up and jumping on.
"Giddy up, Haze!" I yelled pulling on the ropes. Once we stepped out of the barn she galloped quickly making me loose balance and drop my bag. Out poured out all the rolled up blunts I had in the plastic bag.
"Down girl!" I yelled. I quickly jumped off Hazel and started picking up all the white sticks off the floor. I made sure all of them where in the bag before jumping on Hazel again.
We rode through the forest in silence. The only thing I could hear was the stomping of Hazel's hoofs against the dirt. I took sight of everything along the way, everything bringing back memories of when I was younger and would go riding. The little stones reminded me of when I would skip stones in the nearby lake only I know about. The trees brought flashbacks of when I carved Ricky's name into the "love" tree. The "love" tree is the tree next to the hidden lake I always used to sit and write under. I call it that because it has a heart-shaped hole on the side. Inside the heart is Ricky's name. Ricky was my crush from 5th to 11th grade. I know a long time, but I was just too scared to tell him. Ricky doesn't know I had a crush on him up to this day, but I guess he'll eventually know. The reason why is because Ricky and Jason are best friends long with Abraham. The three amigos, or should I say the three gangsters. Anyways, back to the present.
"Down girl, you can go drink water" I said jumping off of Hazel and walking up to the "love" tree. I took one long look at the tree before sitting down. Ricky's name is a bit faded out, must've been the rain and moss growing on the tree.
I took out my bag and took out the pictures first. I ripped the first picture to shreds. I burned the next one, till it was only ashes. The third one I crumpled. The last picture was a picture of me and Jason at Disneyland on our 3 month anniversary. I was so young and full of life and love at the time. All my troubles seemed to go away whenever I saw him at the time. Now he brings back horror, hate, sadness, revenge, the nights I spent crying for this asshole, and most importantly he makes me think of how much I sacrificed and changed just for him. His name makes me sick to my stomach, he totally traumatized me even more than I already was. He deserves to be in jail, he deserves that and many more...
I took out the plastic bag from the other bag I was carrying. I then poured out all the joints into the bigger bag. The plastic bag was a ziplock waterproof one so I quickly shoved the picture in the ziplock plastic one. I then took out a crumpled note that I had in my pocket.
As this bag falls deep into the lake so does all these precious memories. As of this moment Jason Anthony Perez and I, Sandra Irene Rodriguez are no longer together. All our memories will now linger deep in the lake just like my feelings for him linger deep in my heart. I now vow to never let no man cheat or hurt me as long as I shall live. I also vow to never return to Jason or to let him hurt me anymore. As long as I shall live, I shall keep these vows and never forget them. The next man that cheats on me will regret it eternally.
Yours truly,
Sandra Rodriguez
I quickly folded the note neatly and shoved it in the bag along with the picture. Then I put a couple of rocks, zipped the bag up, and held it for a moment.
"Never again" I whispered before swinging my arm back and throwing the bag as far as i could. I silently watched as the bag hit the water and sunk down slowly. I then reached into my jean pocket and pulled out the diamond, engagement ring Jason gave me.
I stared at the ring for a couple of seconds engulfing the aesthetic beauty. How dare he give me something that meant the world to me while backstabbing me. He played me, very well. He crushed me, made me feel worthless, but this little thing in my hands made me the happiest person on earth. Sadly, that happiness soon turned to sadness and hate. I would love to keep this ring but its just too much. Knowing that I would've actually married that faggot gives me chills. How could I be so stupid and fall for a man like Jason. Why did I give him another opportunity? Thats my main question, why? I guess you can say people change and thats why I got back with him, but in reality they don't. They just learn to act better, they just get some spare time to learn how to hide their demons better so they can come back and hurt you once more. Because one time isn't enough for them. They've hurt you once you think they won't do it again? They'll hurt you even more the second time since they already got experience from the first time. Practice makes perfect, doesn't it? And Jason had a lot of practice and time to improve. What hurts more is that he cheated on me with my number one enemy; Crystal. That bitch had been my fake friend for years. It wouldn't surprise me if she came up with a way to end my career just like I did to her. Or maybe she'll take something bigger to me, like my voice or my life. I'm sorry to say that I do fear both Crystal and Jason, because together they're worst than Satan and all horror movies combined in one. So god have mercy on me when they team up to destroy me. And if I don't make it, at least I know that i've tried my best to protect myself from them, because i'm not just gunna let them destroy me, they'll have to go through hell before I give up.
Anyways, enough of that. I slowly bent down on my knees and made a small hole next to the love tree. I then wrapped the diamond ring in a small rag and threw in the hole and covered the hole with dirt.
After I stepped on the dirt to make it even I sat down against the tree and took out the lighter and a joint. I don't care if this is wrong, i'm doing this wether its right or wrong. I put the end of the joint in my mouth and lit the other end. I waited a while for the marijuana to start burning before inhaling through the end. It entered my lungs and I felt sweet fire right away. I exhaled through my mouth and watched the smoke leave my mouth. The smoke came out of my mouth and into the clean air. It disappeared in a matter of seconds. I kept taking hits until I had used up the whole stick.
I don't remember much after that, just that I got home fully blown, smelling like shit.....