Capítulo 16: Chapter 16
Elena's POV
I answer the video call. I guess she knew how much I needed her. It's been a while since we spoke.
"Elena, I'm so sorry I haven't called for a long time. I've been busy with work and your dad..." She paused, not wishing to remember what happened between them.
"Of course I know you've busy to just have a minute call with your...." I pause and continue. "Whatever." I say, feeling irritated by the word 'daughter'.
"Elena...." She says slowly, feeling guilty.
I put the cigarette between my lips, exhaling the smoke.
"You don't need to ask, I'm fine," I say, wiping the tears at the corner of my eyes.
"Elena are you smoking?!"
"Mom, nothing's going to happen. It has been seven years since I had an attack."
"It's too dangerous. Elena, stop this. I don't want to loo..." She got worried.
"Lose me?" I interrupted with a scoff. "Please stop it. I'm not baby."
"Is this because of Harry?" My mom asked. She knew I had a crush on Harry since we were kids. Mothers always find their way of knowing things. She was never in support of me dating Shawn. She thought I could ruin their friendship. Well, that's happening slowly and I can't even stop it. The way I feel for Harry can't be explained. He's like a drug.
"Mom.. don't." I stop her from asking questions.
"You still have feelings for him, don't you?" My mom searches for an answer in my eyes.
"Elena! Why are you so stubborn?! It's wrong. This is so wrong. You have to break up with Shawn. Stop fooling around. You know what, I'm going to come to pick you up first thing in the morning. I won't let you drown in mistakes. I won't let you be like me. You're going crazy."
"Nice speech." I ended the call. I was tired of hearing the same old story. I wasn't doing anything wrong.
"What does she know?" I scoff, drinking from the bottle of alcohol laid on my chest. I inhale the smoke, exhaling it through my nostrils. I love this feeling. Before I could put the cigarette back on my lips, I feel my throat dry. I find it hard to breathe little by little. It became worse suddenly. I needed air. Oh my god! Where's my inhaler?! I search through my drawers, bags, underneath the bed. I can't find it! And I can't breathe! I would have disposed it of since I thought I didn't need it anymore. I try my possible best to scream 'Harry' but there was no strength. He's probably still busy getting laid but still, he was my last hope.
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