I get out of bed and head to the closet nervously.
I wear denim jeans with a sweatshirt and trainers, since it's cold at night, and I put my hair in a ponytail. The sound of a message enters my cell phone and I guess that must be Scott sending me the location of his house.
I approach the bed and strategically place some pillows so that covered with the sheet, they look like my silhouette sleeping. Just in case my mother shows up. If she works in the movies, why not give it a try?
I pick up my cell phone and dial Jason's number, when several rings pass, she answers.
-Jason, I need you to do me a favor- I hear a yawn from his side- You trust me, right?
-Lailah, what's up? You are scaring me...
-I need you to take me somewhere, but please don't ask questions. -If Jason finds out that I'm going at this hour to the apartment of the best friend of the boy who killed our best friend, who is drunk, it is clear that he would never agree to take me.
And I kiss him.And there is nothing else in this room, no one else. It is as if all the problems that prevented us have disappeared. What else gives everything? Now it's just him and me.With a simple brush of lips, so neat, so innocent and so tender, I get something to light up inside me, something new, a mixture of the desire for more that I feel right now, the desire and the adrenaline that runs through my veins. Maybe that's what makes it so tempting ... to know that it's forbidden. It is as if our lips fit together perfectly, even though we only press them, and we pass like this second after second, maybe a minute, who knows.I feel her breathing calming down; however, mine, as well as my heart, are going a hundred an hour. Neither of them moves, and I'm afraid that if I make another move, I might get away from him.I open the eyes that I had unconsciously closed and plant my feet back on the ground, forcing myself to pull away. Th
I cross my arms over my head and look at Lailah with a mischievous smile. She is sitting on the edge of the bed, right next to me, with the bandages and alcohol in hand, waiting for me to remove my pants to heal, but she is ashamed to ask me, and I want her to. Scott's sucker looks at us from the entrance of the room, it seems that he is also having fun with this situation.-Come on say it already! -she shouts enthusiastically- This turns me on.- Scott ...- I warn in a threatening tone.-What?-You're a fucking horny, leave her alone.Lailah lets out a clear throat and stands up, looking down.- I have forgotten the cotton...- he murmurs- I am not going to touch that with my hand.-That's what they all say- Scott says with a laugh. Lailah rolls her eyes as she walks past him, leaving the room. I take the opportunity to take off my pants, the truth is that it amuses me to see her suffer for not wanting to
Gigi squeezes my hand tightly as the doctor runs the small device with clear liquid all over her belly. On a screen, next to the table, you can see some white, black, and gray spots.-The fetus is three weeks old- murmurs the doctor, lowering his small glasses over the bridge of his nose. Gigi loosens her grip on my hand and I move my fingers to get the circulation running through them again. She lets out a sigh and I see her more relieved. The doctor extends a white towel towards her. - Here, clean yourself and throw the towel in that basket. Then you can go home. See you in a month to see its evolution and check that everything is correct- he says before disappearing through a door and leaving us alone.- Oh god ... it's from Mark- she murmurs as soon as the doctor disappears- I don't know whether to be happy or cry ...- she says, wiping his still flat belly.-Within what fits is good.-Yes, but not quite. I have been calling him every
The game begins and we all raise our cards. Azael looks at his and mine and smiles. But these are not normal poker cards.The player on the right starts, and when it's our turn Azael throws my card. When it is the turn of the player to our left, he rolls an even number and leaves a thousand dollars on the table, the right amount to start betting.-Shit- Azael whispers with an amused expression. But he seems to take it personally and leaves another two hundred dollars.Azael looks at me, licks his lips, and leans back in his chair.The game continues to advance and one of the players challenges another to fight the strongest man in the room. Luckily no one gets too hurt, so we keep playing. Notes and coins are piling up on the table, and I have already lost count of how much money there may be. On another occasion, Azael challenges the boy at the entrance (who keeps watching us) to leave double the money on the table above it, and he does, but
I enter the institute with the face of few friends and try to go unnoticed among the people to go to English, but as always, I fail in the attempt.-Lailah, do you know if something happens to Jason?- Gigi asks, catching up with me.I don't bother to stop walking and I don't even look at her. Being in a bad mood in the mornings is a normal thing for me, and my friends, they have to accept that.-Good morning to you too- I murmur.-Not seriously. It's that he's been avoiding me since yesterday. This morning I went to say hi to him and he got weird.Then the memory of Jason behaving strangely a few days ago comes to mind.-Weird like making weird gestures and being in a hurry? - I ask a little more interested.-Yes. Why? Do you know anything?-No, but I want to know. A few days ago he was like that too, and he wouldn't say anything to me- Gigi lets out a sigh and we both walk into the classroom to sit at our des
I get on my motorcycle and start driving to the outskirts of the city, this time calmer. The sun hits my body, but the wind breeze from the speed eases the heat a bit.When I arrive at my father's mansion, which is hidden in the undergrowth, two tall black gates open in front of me, allowing me to enter the huge garden full of hedges cut in different shapes and surrounded by small cars that I don't even want to know how much. they will have cost you.I park the bike and get off. At the front door, two women dressed as servants who are next to some stone figures in the shape of dangerous dogs welcome me, a bit blushing to see me without a shirt. I don't answer them and I don't hesitate long before going in and up the big red velvet-carpeted stairs that lead upstairs.I look for his office and enter without knocking. My lungs fill up immediately with the smoke in the room caused by the cigar that is being smoked. I walk over to the big red leather chai
When I had seen Lailah with that idiot Derek, walking in the park and holding hands, I must admit that I had not liked it at all. All I wanted to do was separate them and take her away. And not because I want him to fall in love with me, which too, but because he just couldn't take it.And if that's jealousy, I don't like them at all.-I do not want to talk to you- she says crossing her arms. Then slightly wrinkle your nose. Liar.- Lailah, you have to listen to me ...- I begin to explain.-I'm sick of you and your fucking lies! First, you kiss me, you say you care about me and then I find out that you have been sleeping with Cara! And I don't know what to do anymore! -I see his eyes water and instantly feel what they usually call guilt or remorse. What a fucking bitch.- If you're playing me so I don't testify against you, let me tell you it's useless. It's useless because even if I fall in love with you to the core, the first thing I wa
Azael and I start cooking the macaroni between kisses and laughs when a call comes in on my cell phone.Mother.-Tell me mom- I say in an innocent voice. It is not something new that my mother has always been somewhat controlling, so when I finish high school and I do not show up at home without having explained, I know she is going to be angry.-Lailah, tell me right now where you are.-I'm ... with Jason.-Yes? - she asks incredulously- Is he by your side right now?- No, he just went to the bathroom- I know that if I say he's by my side, he'll say he wants to talk to him to confirm it. Azael looks at me blankly while stirring the macaroni.-What a coincidence, because I just ran into him right now and he doesn't know where you are.Holy shit.-Did I say with Jason ...? I meant