Me Culeo A Mi Prima Novels & Stories

I groan in pain as another hit to my stomach was given by my older sister, Prima. The reason she's hitting me, simple. I may have accidentally called her Primacrazy instead of the close name Prima. I usually refer her to Primacary when she can't hear me but this time she caught me. Blow after blow after blow was given to me with her pointy high heels until my white sweater had a thin ring of wet blood around my middle. "Clean that up!" she spat gesturing to the small pool of blood on the tile floor next to me.

I accidentally overheard Freya's shriek on the other end of the phone line. "No, this dead rat isn't realistic enough! Look for another one again!" So that was how it was. I didn't reply. Mom also sent a voice message in the family group chat. "My Cleo has always been shy and unable to present herself since childhood. The engagement party will start a bit later, so she has more time to get ready." I let out a smile, turning over my phone. Then I boarded the bus with Elsie. Before losing signal, I received the final voice message.

“Visit again.” Mrs Martinez hugged Prim close, at the door. “I will make some Tamales for you.” Egan looked away, still holding Primrose’s hand firmly. Another Latina to contend with for Primrose. He tried not to smirk as he saw her and her cousin’s eyes widen at the thought of the Tamales meal. “I have not had that since Aunt Mia died,” Sol said. Primrose looked teary-eyed as she hugged Mrs Martinez again. “Thank you.”

Vera. The name alone felt like glass shards scraping down my throat, tearing me apart from the inside out. The untouchable golden girl, the school's pristine cheerleader captain who probably imagined Alex’s world revolved around her blonde hair and vapid, rehearsed laughter. He had used me—body and soul, taking the one thing I had guarded like a sacred vault—only to check his watch like I was an inconvenience, tossing me aside to make room for her.

Cleo It happened so fast; one minute I was having ice cream with Gio outside by the pool ,the next Rachel was charging towards us and shooting. Giovanni is like a son to me and I love him as much as I love Pio and Pia . All I remember was that; I jumped across the table to protect Gio,and Mr Massa shot me by mistake trying to shoot Rachel . I remember the piercing pain I felt on my abdomen and nothing after that. I was taking a trip out of town to think clearly and on my way I stopped to tell Gio and the Massa's I was going to another province for a couple of days to ; clear my head and figure out if I wanted to marry Angelo . I had left him a letter that I wrote saying;

she caressed my hair while kissing and said "I missed you too sweetie" I said to her everything she smiled and said "if you bully everyone whom you will marry princess" I replied "I know mom when I get the one who is correct for me sure I will say to you" rio : mom ask her what if he rejects her mom : who will reject my baby girl me : see you jealous freak rio : like mother like daughter what I can do no one can change you people we had our dinner and came back to my room I'm watching the ceiling and thinking about my soulmate while blushing I don't know when I slept by thinking all these things

Juna asked holding Aiys face. "Yeah, time from Pluto?" "Beautiful," said Juna right in front of Aiys face. Aiys smiled embarrassedly by Juna, she preferred to look down and get out of Juna arms. There was a moment of silence between them. "Where is it better to study?" Juna asked. "At the Promise Soul cafe, how's it going?" advice and ask Aiys.

I nodded, picking up my glass of what and took a lot of amount. "I think she burnt her tongue." Uncle Blanco said. "Ooh. Easy, Mia. Mom's food is always a hot case." Uncle Pedro said making everyone but Isaac and Julia laugh. "Pedro." "What, Mom? It is the truth. I grew up burning my tongue all through." Uncle Pedro said. "You weren't careful. I was." Blanco teased. "Very funny." The banter went on but I could feel Julia's and Isaac's string gaze on me. I feel like an enemy right now.

I furrowed my eyebrows, willing myself to walk away and not eavesdrop on the person’s conversation but the words that left the person’s mouth left me stunned. “I promise, she’d get rid of it but you can’t leave me alone. You can’t do that to me. You- you are mine just as I’m yours. This whole thing was a mistake but it would be rectified. I promise but please, don’t leave me.” The person pleaded shamelessly and desperately. I prayed it wasn’t who I was thinking, taking a few more steps closer to the echo of the voice, I slowly pushed the branch of leaf that covered my path only to be left shocked on seeing who it was. “Mathew?”