They’re not worth your time.
I try to say that, but it just doesn’t help me.
Yet again another holiday is coming up in a few days, and I’m already being made fun of.
Oh but this holiday isn’t just any holiday, it had to be the one I most dreaded
People were already telling me that no one will be my valentine, or I’ll never be loved by another human being.
It’s like this every holiday sadly, for Halloween, Easter, and even St. Patrick’s Day.
Why I’m being picked on? I guess I’m just different honestly, but I’m weak, otherwise known as an easy target.
I don’t see how I’m different; I guess abnormal is being able to be yourself.
I guess I’m not like other girls…
I draw extremely well, I don’t wear make-up like the other girls who just smear it on…I like to wear frilly dresses –blush-
My Mother passed away when I was 3 and 5 years after that my Father died in a car wreck, since then I've been living with my overly protective and crazy 23 year old cousin Antonio.
Ever since I was little, Antonio has always been protective over me; he always looked after me since I also tended to get picked on when I was younger as well.
I honestly love him, he isn't like those grumpy parents that won’t let you do anything though, he’s like a big child.
I rarely leave the house since he always whines and pouts about being alone, even though he is always highly oblivious he’s just too cute, he has such a baby face that I can’t even resist!
I know he’s very popular with the girls; the only reason I know that is by all the phone calls we get, girls asking to go on dates and stuff.
He could go out with any of those girls on the weekends, but he just stays at home to hang out with me…why?
Why does he waste all of his free time to hang out with me when he could hang out with such beautiful girls?
He treats me so gentle and fragile, like I would break or something.
I had to admit I had a small crush on him when I was younger…
...but it turns out that harmless crush has grown, and I have come to love my crazy Spanish cousin.
I quietly walk to my locker feeling multiple gazes, I see some chuckling and others pointing my way.
Why are they laughing? I reach my locker and I swore I heard their laughter increase.
I open my locker only to be bombarded with a ton of water balloons soaking me to the bone and ruining my bag.
Everyone that was there was laughing at the scene who were just probably waiting for the prank to occur.
“Looks like the little misfit had a little accident~!” A girl with a fake body laughed with her hands on her hips.
Grabbing what was left of my things, I rushed passed everyone not caring if they were insulting me.
“Where do you think you’re going little chick?”
Before I could run away though, whoever it was had already slammed me against the lockers, his hands on either side of me caging me in.
I looked up at him, he was one of those loud mouths in my class you wouldn’t want to mess with.
Seeing me in my terrified stage a smirk crooked in the corner of his mouth only making me more terrified.
“You know your very cute little chick~”
Even though I was scared I couldn’t help but blush at him.
He traces a finger on the line of my jaw.
“Let’s see what’s underneath these wet clothes~”
His finger went down lower right above my chest while his other hand was slowly creeping it’s way underneath my dress.
I panicked, trying to wriggle out of his grasp but he was just too strong, I looked around for someone maybe a teacher but the halls were already abandoned.
Then I felt his hand from underneath my dress grab onto my waist and squeeze it.
Something snapped inside of me.
“DON’T TOUCH ME!”
I kicked him in the groin allowing me to be freed from his grasp.
He doubles over in pain but not before slapping me across the face.
“YOU LITTLE SHIT!”
It felt like I had just been hit by a train, but I needed to get out of there before he regains his composure.
Standing back up, I run out the front doors and run all the way home not even looking back.
I just can’t go back, not after what I’ve done.
I rush into the door and quickly lock all three locks (chain lock, that much scared out of my mind)
I slump down to the ground, cold, hurt, and wet.
Tears race down my cheeks, I gently touched the spot on my face where I was slapped.
It stung like crazy and only brought more tears to my eyes.
“Poco sobrinita are you finally here?”
What Antonio’s here!? Isn’t he supposed to be in school!?
Before I could respond he walks into the room only to see me crying , completely soaked, and a very visible red mark on my cheek.
“You know chica you should really tell them!” Antonio placed the ice pack on my face making me wince.
“Y-Yeah I-I will next time…”
I couldn’t tell him about what’s been going on at school, I lied about the situation I had earlier and told him I fell in the neighbors lawn while the sprinkle was on.
I’m the absolute worse at lying but he’s just so oblivious he’ll believe me right away.
He stands up from his spot from the bed
“Please chica, be careful next time okay?”
I nod in response, he gestures the same way and walks out of the room shutting the door behind him.
Once I was sure he was gone I started to cry, muffling the sobs into my pillow.
I walk back down into the living room and sit back onto the couch and continued to watch the Spanish cooking show from earlier.
It’s funny, it always happens to her too
“I bumped into someone”
Every day she has a new excuse.
“La chica no puede ser que torpe…”(The girl cannot be that clumsy…)
I hope nothing bad is going on at school, she’s always smiling and so cheerful at times it can’t be possible!
“Ahh…the señorita always makes mi corazón flutter…”
She’s too cute to be picked on, she must be really popular with the boys…
I sigh and try to focus on the TV that was now showing a commercial for Valentine’s Day.
“Hmm Valentine’s Day is coming up? Yo no sabía que…(I didn’t know that…)”
I rest my head on my hands that were supported by my knees
“Maybe I should visit [Name] school as a surprise! I’ll get her something cute~!”
Just the thought of seeing her excited flustered face would make me so happy!
“Hmm what day is it today anyways?”
I take out my phone and look at the date.
“¡Dios mío is it really tomorrow!?”
Damn! How could I be so stupid? I need to go to the store now!
“Perdón chica, but I have to go to the store! ¿Quieres algo? (Want something?)” I shout from the bottom of the stairs.
“N-No thank you I’m fine Toni!”
I chuckle at her shyness, she’s never gotten over it has she?
Putting on my coat and grabbing my keys I head outside to my car prepared to find the best valentine for my chica!