Lo Siento

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Quesoftheday: Do you have any favourite month of the year which remains constant? Feel free to share the reason.





I let the snowball fall down on the ground when its coldness starts to put me at discomfort. Hearing mum yelling my name, I walk inside after shoving the snow off of my shoulders. The warmth of the kitchen wraps me as soon as I enter there. As Oren’s eyes meet mine, I try to start a conversation but she walks out of the kitchen avoiding me.

It’s been a couple of days since that night I left Louis’ place and the three of us haven’t talked with each other, yet. About Louis, I have no intention to talk with him anytime soon because his words and deeds are still stabbing my heart. I have tried to talk with Oren but she’s not looking at me even if I bump into her. Everything has changed since that day and the evil thing is it’s not a decent change.

“Don’t worry, she won’t be able to stay away from you long.” Mum makes me to look at her as she passes me a muffin, patting my back lightly as I sit on the counter. ”But what happened actually?”

“It’s a complicated story mum,” I reply with a mouthful of muffin. “We kinda chose the same dress which has no replica but I messed the dress up unknowingly before Oren could buy it. Well the dress had fault too. What the hell I’m even blabbering?”

I jump off the counter as my feet meets the floor. I hear mum laughing and shaking her head looking at me. I shrug my shoulders and she does the same before I walk out. I slowly walk towards Oren’s room and knock on the door hesitantly. She won’t reply because she knows very well that it’s me. I nod to myself and enter inside.

“What are you doing Reen?” Oren rolls her eyes almost whispering when I hug her from behind.

“Petition for sorry, won’t leave you until you talk to me normally.” I press my cheek against her back and close my eyes, starting to sing a song from Moana.

“Reen you really have some mental disorder,” I feel her sighing. “Okay now leave me so that I can turn around and talk to you.”

“I’m sorry Oren, I know I should’ve told you about that night though nothing happened but…………….I really didn’t know how to because it's your boss. And I…………………..”

“Reen I needed to fix myself after my breakup and being with Louis made me happy. I wanted to start over but all I faced is another spin of broken heart. I need some space to accept all these in my mind. I’m not getting back to Louis because I’m definitely not the thing he wants. I’m looking for a new job because I’m not strong enough to cope with his face again. If you two want to move on, I should’ve no objection. I just need space and time, at least let me expect that from you. Excuse me.”

I nod looking at her as she sighs heavily. We both know my words aren’t the thing she wants to hear right now. Silently walking out of her room, I enter inside my room, shoving my legs under the blanket and taking the coffee mug in my hand. I try to dip my mind in whatever is scrolled down my instagram but my mind gets engaged with different kind of thoughts of Louis.

I growl looking above but immediately look at the window when I hear a sound coming from that direction. Before my scream can fill the silence of the winter evening in the house, a hand is pressed against my lips and another hand snakes my arm.

My stomach starts to fill with butterflies as his blue eyes scan my face in the dark, slowly sliding down his hands. His warm breathe hitting my cheeks repeatedly sends chill through my whole body and I feel something cold running down my spine even in this cold weather.

“Don’t you have food in your house Mr. Climbing through the window thief Tomlinson?”
Louis steps back hearing my question as his wide eyes widen more. He takes a few moments to interpret my words as I stand up from my bed.

“Reen I didn’t mean what I said that day and……………”

“Louis maybe you were drunk when you told those things to Oren but you admitted that you did it on purpose when you were sober. So please,” I stick up my hands together looking at him. “I never thought my sister would stop talking to me more than two minutes but it’s been already two days.”

“Why don’t you understand that I…………………”

“That you?” I raise up my eyebrows as he cuts himself off and caresses his fingers against the back of his neck, running his tongue on his bottom lip looking down.

Damn stop being cute!

“I…………………I need to say that I………………………”

“Under the bed or jump out of the window! Now!” I shockingly whisper looking at him when I hear someone coming towards the room.

Louis looks at me and then walks fast towards the window. I stand behind him and my jaw drops down watching the human ladder in front of my window. It’s not hard to guess who it is when Shawn flashes me his cheeky smile, causing the person he’s standing him to smack his leg, Zayn.

“What on the third planet of universe are you guys doing here?” I whisper yell as Louis climbs down of the window, placing his knee on Shawn’s shoulder.

“I bet tonight is the last night I’d know I had a friend called Louis!” I hear Zayn mumbling and cursing under his breathe at the same time.

“Who are you talking to Reen?”

Cursing under my breathe I turn around and find mum standing at the door with a laundry basket in her hands. I turn my face behind over my shoulders and decide to offer some extra prayers this Sunday when I don’t see the monkey anymore. Phew!

“No-none mum, I was just………just blabbering some song lyrics. Too many monkeys in the sky, I mean too many stars in the sky tonight.” I smile idiotically and start to sing move it from Madagascar.

“The sky is empty today,” Mum raises up her eyebrows before keeping some folded clothes on my bed. “Anyway, good night sweetheart.”

I leave a long breathe leaning against the window as mum walks out of the room. Closing my eyes, I tilt my head up as a smile skips my lips remembering Louis’ silly acts a while ago. But what he actually wanted to say me?

“Lo Siento.”

Being in my most shocking state, I turn around pressing my palm against my left cheek where a kiss just has been placed. I see three heads almost running to a car parked behind the tree.

“You little piece of goofball!” I tap my feet against the floor, throwing my fists on my side as I see Louis sticking up his tongue before jumping inside the car.

I groan and then walk to my bed, falling down on my stomach while my cheek is pressed against the fluffy blanket. Smiling and cursing under my breath at the same time, I hide my face in the pillow before taking my phone in my hand. I type the line he has just told me in google translate and a light giggle skips my mouth watching that it means I’m sorry in Spanish.

“What am I getting myself into? It’s worse than a fiction.” I sigh placing my chin over my crossed arms.

It’s really a shameful and at the same time pitiable fact to accept that, Derick was the first love of my life and it didn’t go well. It went worse than I ever imagined. He was not a player or bad boy, he was an actor who made my life a drama when I was in the age of living my life. It was Fiona who made me realized I just need to hold her fingers and we can live together. Since then, I took a vow, a vow to not let anyone enter into the life we’ve made, never.

Louis, he’s the person who’s making me rethink about the vow. It’s not like I’ve fallen for him but the thing is, I think, I actually am falling for him. Whenever I look at his mysterious eyes, I feel a sudden necessity of unwrapping the genuine him. I must admit that I feel a change of temperature inside my body when he runs his tongue on his bottom lip not breaking his concentrated gaze on me.

Does he feel the same or it’s just me who’s thinking about it too much in this one sided expectation? He can’t feel the same because he………………….he said we’re friends, just friends.

“Mummmaahh?”

Hearing the voice I sit up on the bed and see Fiona standing with bubbah in her hand, rubbing her eye with the other one. I stretch my arms and gesture her to come to me. Climbing up on the bed, she sits on my lap, curling her small hands down my chest.

“Why you haven’t slept yet Fiona?” I run my fingers through her soft hair, pressing my cheek against the top of her head.
“Santa woke me uppp.” She tells looking at me with her big eyes.

“Santa?” I ask confusingly.

“Yeah!” She nods twice. “See?”
I take the box of chocolates from her hands and as her if she saw the Santa she’s telling me about. She replies that she hasn’t but obviously I know who the Santa here is.

“Can we eat it now?” Fiona asks as her eyes sparkle up, flashing all of her teeth.

“Not now, it’s time to sleep and dream.” I giggle keeping the box aside, making her lay down on the bed.

“Muummahh? Why Oren hates Fiona?”

I ‘m taken aback by Fiona’s sudeen question. I knew she was going to ask me this one day but I never prepared myself for a proper answer.

“She doesn’t hate you Fiona!” I smile hugging her by her side. “She’s just a bit pissed off. Now sleep or you’d get late with your dreams!” Placing a kiss on her forehead, I let her hug me back.
I hope she never shoots me this question again because she’s too young to swallow truth and this truth shouldn’t be hidden by any fakeness.

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