|It's Not Enough
Author: infiniti4ever PM
For Armando, Liliana was the only thing that he loved most in the world. But that all changed when Liliana cheated on him with his best friend, Marco. Stunned by the sudden dramatic events in his life, his heart closes. Kiva never experienced what it's like to be in loved, and upon meeting Armando she isn't sure anymore... interracialRated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 3 - Words: 4,690 - Reviews: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 10-10-12 - Published: 06-06-12 - id: 3029951
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I was frozen in my place. Not because of the obvious realization that I was deceived so openly, so blatantly that I couldn't do anything about it, but because of the person I thought that cared the most turned his back on me. I didn't hear the voice of friends; everything was drowned out by the blood running through my veins, my pulse racing. It became difficult for me to breath and sooner than later the anger set in, and my tears a product of the hurt I felt.
A wailing sound escaped from my lips ad my body shook. I didn't even want to look at him, or see his distant brown eyes.
His way of smiling, and everything about him that made my fall deeper into a trap of lies. Never once did I think that I'd be the one to be played and tricked. I was so foolish I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs and just die in a hole somewhere.
"This is your entire fault!" I said, my voice sounding beyond enraged and foreign to my ears. He just stood there; leaning against the hood of is shiny black mustang, anger burning in his dark brown eyes. Even as he was standing there, he was still sadly handsome.
He wore a dark blue fitted shirt that accented his olive toned skin and well-worn dark jeans. The thin nearly visible red scar ran across his right eyebrow which made his sharp features stand out.
I remembered running my hands through his dark curly hair and just staring into beautiful brown eyes that showed me that maybe the world isn't as fucked up as it seems.
But now that dream was over and my feet are solidly on fertile ground. All the colors I thought were there became black and white and I felt lifeless.
"You knew what you were getting into when you were with me! I already told you that, and yet you refused. You're the one who's deceiving yourself. I'm not a knight in shining armor and I never was your prince charming that you've envisioned.
This is reality Kiva! There are no happy endings and I thought you of all people know , considering how your so called best friend has been messing around with the guy you considered your crush. What was his name? Peter?" He glared at Julina, who looked surprised and enraged, her hazel eyes now liquefied.
"That's right." He laughed bitterly, clearing enjoy being the bad guy, "And you consider yourself her best friend. What a lie. The worlds full of deception Kiva. You just happened to be deceived."
The words rolled of his tongue so smoothly, I wanted to believe this was a bad dream but I didn't need pinching to know that all of this was so surreal and painful that it would replay in my head forever.
"I just thought. Once that you actually cared for me." I said my voice thick from crying. I felt used and it hurt more than anything. He paused before getting into his car, turning to face me and what I thought was pity flashed through his eyes was replaced with pain.
"I've learned this a long time ago and I should tell you this; the truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for. "He got into his car and gently shut the door behind him, casting me a glance before backing out of the driveway and down the road.
I watched as the fumes from his car suddenly disappeared and I felt like my heart was bleeding.
"No..." I said to myself sobbing and Julina came over to comfort me.
"Get away from me!" I shoved her off as she landed to the ground; a single tear fell from her eyes.
"I'm so sick of getting hurt. You of all people betrayed me! Just leave, besides you're probably better off with Peter than I imagined."
She started crying and I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about the fact that it was going to thunderstorm. Didn't care that they fact that I might get a cold, or my hair was going to get wet. I just didn't want to feel anything anymore...
This is a new story, and a preview of the book so this isn't the first chapter. Tell me what you think! There may or may not be grammatical errors, so be prepared if you find misspellings…