Fany
At least after making him promise, he had something to hold onto. I stepped into the house, to the room on the second floor, the room I used to live in.
I yawned widely pushing my hands forward. The trip to Glendale, this morning's trouble, made me shatter. A soft mattress could make me soar to heaven now.
Suddenly Kim stopped me on the stairs. She stood like a superhero with his arms crossed it front of her chest. Her voice was harsh. "Where are the pillows and blankets?"
"What?"i ask, confusedly
"Why did you make them all disappear? Where did you put them?"
"Them? Uhm, oh, the pillow and blanket? I left it for Pig outside."
Kimberly's sullen face lasted a few seconds, then she chuckled. I smile. She led me into the room. She had prepared everything. Two mattresses put on the floor, she lying down pulling me to sleep.
"Is there a way to get Adrian to keep his promise?" I asked, casually.
"There is." Kim shifted her body, until her warm skin touched mine. She whispered. "Father used to make him promise at church."
"Serious?"
She nodded. "Adrian promised not to drive motocross again before, remember, Dad bought a motocross and Adrian had an accident?"
I nodded. At that time he was showing off riding a motorcycle lifting the front tire until it fell. I can't stop laughing, oh my god forgive me. Unexpectedly Kim also laughed.
Kimberly's breath was heavy with disappointment. "Can we talk for a minute?" As I thought, a girl is still a girl, now we are bound to end in a rant.
"Let me guess, love problem?" I asked. "Neighbour's boy?"
Kim nodded, hugging me tightly from the side. Her legs wrapped around my stomach, I couldn't move.
I said, "I saw two handsome boys get out of the car while you were washing the dishes, which one?"
"Both," she answered.
Well, now getting interesting. Adolescence is a golden period for girls. The time when love blossoms and withers quickly. They must know a lot about the opposite sex so as not to be deceived. "Why do you like them?"
Kim giggled. "Who knows. Which one should I choose?"
"What are they like?"
"Hmm, the older brother is good, mature, the younger brother is super handsome, bad boy."
Tough question. I'm stuck in the same question myself. "Which do you prefer?"
"Young one, but his brother also cute. Young brother is quite obedient if I advise him. It makes me feel special."
Looks like I'm also caught in the same snare. Attractive siblings. I replied, "Choose the little brother."
Kim was shocked. "Why?"
"His old brother can life as a man without you. While he needs you to be a good young man. Got it? Now sleep, it's getting late."
I forced her to sleep by closing. Poor Kim, she's stuck in my position. Alfred and Adrian. I love them both, Alfred is the bright light that shines on my path and Adrian is the color in my life.
Suddenly there was the sound of soft footsteps outside, getting louder as a sign that whoever was trying to enter the room. It stopped, then walked away.
I peeked, already lost the owner of the step, but he came back. Alfred? He walked into the room, slowly crouching down to me. I slowly closed my eyes so I wouldn't see it. His hand on my cheek made my heart beat faster.
I felt a warm breath against my cheek. What does he want?
"Sorry Fan, I know this is hard for you. But life is a sacrifice and a choice, once again I apologize." He gave a soft kiss on my cheek. What is it? What did he mean by that?
Fany The morning sun in Glendale feels warmer when it hits your face. Kim's humming voice made me open my eyes lazily. He's wearing clothes. "Morning sis. Let's go take a shower, Alfred will be back in town this morning, his work awaits." "Oh?" I sat rubbing my eyes. "Where's Adrian?" "What?" asked Adrian, standing wrapped in a towel, his hands folded against the wall of the door. "Miss?" "Put on clothes, it's disgusting to see you like that," I said. "Yeah, disgusting, but you don't close your eyes." I threw a pillow in his face, causing him to chuckle away into the next room. You son of a bitch, wherever he is he always makes me angry. After taking a shower, I put on new clothes, a Sabrina T-shirt with long jeans. I stepped outside, to find Alfred was dressed in a work uniform, a black suit. He cuddles with his aunt, Adrian, and Kim. "Adrian
Adrian Changes cannot be flashed. Good change is gradual, comes from within. I tried for that. I looked everywhere for work, but to no avail. Who wants to accept Adrian Bener, a law student who has not yet graduated. Special science law, applied science that can only be used in a special place. Of course I could work part time, but… I'm not cut out to be a cashier, or a subway attendant. While trying what's wrong with relaxing, right? This afternoon I was jogging on the beach near my apartment, wearing long training pants and a sleeveless hood. Meanwhile, there was a sexy woman who attracted me. She is in a bikini, defiant chest, invites her pet to play on the beach. She's indifferent to me, but I'll make her care in a special way. I put the big sausage in my trouser pocket. I deliberately ran slowly near the tanned girl. Not to get her attention, but her stupid pet.
Adrian "Your friend?" Minerva whispered, glancing at the lollipop next to me. "Yes, that is so." He is my friend, a good friend. We promised to go to art college together, but because my sister forced me to major in law, we split up. We're still friends, just not as close as we used to be. "What's the matter, Carl?" I asked, signalling the bartender to bring a pint for my best friend. Carl's laughter was cut off, a sign that he was happy. “I heard you needed a job, well, I have some good news for you, friend.” Looks like this is going to be long. Poor Minerva, with clothes like that, the wind would love to touch her body. “Minerva, can you wait in the car? It won't take long." "Sure, why not." He stepped like a duck. The ass moves left and right as if inviting to be squeezed. "Your boyfriend?" asked Carl, his eyes fixed on the lump." “Well, just acquaintances. You like?" "Yeah." H
Fany I want to change Adrian inside and out. He must also be a religious man. This Sunday I forced her to take her to church. I dragged Adrian out of bed and into the bathroom. "Adrian, who is he?" asked a girl on the bed, covering herself with a blanket. Quite beautiful. I took a deep breath then answered while pointing at the door. "I'm Adrian's mother. Pack your things and get out of here!" Then I turned to Adrian. "You, hurry up and take a shower!" "Come on, I hate showers." "Enter the room, now!" I snapped, making Adrian rush into the bathroom. Lord, give me patient. While Adrian was taking a shower, the girl he had sex with put on Adrian's t-shirt and pants, then left the room without making a sound. Good, she's gone, so I don't have to say much. It sucks, that girl isn't as pretty as me, only her chest is .... whatever. I always planned to cut Adrian's genitals if in the morning I found a
Fany Adrian's eyes widened as if he saw Kong Kong climbing the tallest tower in LA. His voice rose and fell in disbelief. I wish this car could move faster to my house. "Meeting your mother?" Adrian chuckled. "You're kidding, right?" I hope so, but no. This is real. I don't want to argue about that Old Demon, no. I don't want to burden Adrian with something like this. Let him focus on his 'effort' to change. However, Adrian is not the name if he acts well when driving this junk car. He's chirping. I can't help but hear everything. "I thought he was dead. He's never visited you, has he? Then why did you visit him? He's a demon, right? You said yourself, in his eyes you just--" "Adrian, shut up," I replied. "Focus on driving or should I take a taxi to get there?" He drives the car in annoyance. Adrian puts on my favorite country music. Although i
Adrian This morning I took Fany to campus as usual. Fany pondered with an empty lament. He didn't even blink. I know what causes it, but I'm afraid to interfere. He didn't like discussing family matters the most, not even Alfred. I cleared my throat, then spoke breaking the silence. "Maybe later I'll come late to pick you up. Or better today you go home with your friends." "Why?" "I want to sign an employment contract," I replied, parking the car on the side of the road in front of the campus building. Fany's eyes rolled perfectly. "Are you planning on having a drink during the day? Where? With whom? Come on, I'll go in first." "Fan, if you wait it can be long. You go home alone if you can't wait, huh!" I hope he hears because I'm serious, going out with Carl today. Fanny didn't look up. It seems he doesn't believe that I want to change. Maybe
Adrian I shook his big stout hand, while introducing myself very politely. "Adrian Bened." I watched him. Branded clothes, luxury cars in front of the shop must have it. He also wore expensive black leather shoes. A gold necklace adorned his stocky neck. One that caught my attention, the tattoo that sticks out on the arm. It seems that besides being a businessman, he also likes to tattoo himself. Means he understands the art of tattoos. His voice was loud, but still friendly, with the accent of a respectable black man. “How is this shop? You like my tattoo?" I nodded as I looked around. I admit this place is heaven. "Yes, it's really good. The walls are painted light green, not too light or dark. The black marble floor, doesn't look too dirty even though it's rarely cleaned later, and the waiting room which is attached to the tattoo room, allows visitors to see firsthand how the tattoo artist works, it can be an
Fany After boring lectures, my friends and I gathered in the canteen to kill time. Several long tables stretch across the center of the room, while in each corner there is a buffet serving food. Of course we have to pay, and I like apple pie and yogurt and orange juice the best. This is a healthy food that does not make you fat. We sat commenting on the hot and handsome boys on campus, then ventured into the Korean pop culture chatter, before anyone grappled with something that made me hot. "Fany, this young man Adrian this morning, right?" asked a girl with glasses, while eating spaghetti. I nodded. "What's the matter with Adrian?" From the look on their unsmiling faces, it's definitely not something good. I keep my face as bright as possible so that they fail to read what's in my heart, which is like a choppy sea, curious. "You know Samantha?" asked Casandra, a classmate, a slim girl of America