Chapter 2

The next day I was having breakfast quietly until I remembered that I had a neighbor to avoid, the event of the previous night invaded my brain and I couldn't help but feel ashamed. I didn't want to remember anything about what happened, but my brain was a specialist, forgetting the important things and repeating as a scratched disc the biggest shames of my life. And if it was shame, last night I had broken a new record.

For nothing in the world did I want to see Ezra again, but now he was my neighbor and it would be difficult to hide from him. A temporary solution was not to go to the cafeteria or shop at the supermarket, but as much as I wanted to avoid it. I knew that sooner or later I would meet him again. It was a real shame.

I went to one of the windows that looked towards his house and moved the curtain slightly. There was nobody in the garden and there was no sign of Ezra either. That was my moment. I grabbed my backpack and quickly went out on the road to take a taxi. I thought I had everything in my pocket, but I was very frustrated to see that no taxi was passing. Always with my bad luck.

I turned to look to the right and realized that I was being studied by a group of young people who, were across the road. I tried to ignore them, but it wasn't easy, I hated being the subject of study of that kind of group. I turned to look to my left and took the scare of my life when I saw Ezra standing next to me. Was he a ghost?

"Hello Kim, is something wrong?" He asked worried about my expression.

When I heard him speak I knew he was not a ghost. Try to regain composure.

"No, nothing. It's just that"... I tried to say something casual, but I couldn't "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing, I'm about to go to work," It wasn't until that moment that I noticed that he had his doctor's coat folded over his arm. "You're going to college?"

"Yes, that's right."

Nerves seized me and I couldn't think of a topic of conversation. It was impossible for me to see him without remembering that he had seen my bra. Would he dare to comment on what had happened or would he remain silent?

"How strange that no taxi should pass," Ezra commented as he looked to the sides.

"It is the story of my life, I always have bad luck."

Bad luck does not exist. Everything happens for something in this life.

I would like to know if you change your mind in the future.

"We'll see."

"How many hours does your shift last?"

"Twenty four hours. If you want you can go to visit me" saying that he winked at me.

Was he implying that I was going to miss him? Of course not! They would be the happiest 24 hours of my life.

"I don't think I have time to do it" I replied as kindly as I could.

"It's a shame, but if you have any discomfort remember that I will be in the emergency room."

"I'll keep in mind."

I saw a taxi approaching in the distance and I began to feel calmer, after all talking to Ezra was not the end of the world...

"You have a nice bra."

"What?" I exclaimed almost in a scream. Shame washed over me, my face lost its color and I started seeing little stars due to the shock.

Ezra frowned, looking for a little surprised at my reaction.

"I said have a nice day," he repeated.

"Ah ..." I answered a little puzzled.

What I had heard had been the product of my imagination. I was going crazy.

"What have you heard?" He asked with a smile.

"Nothing important," I replied avoiding his eyes.

"I was wondering if..." He was going to say something, but I stopped the taxi, I felt the urgent need to run away.

"I hope you have a good day too, see you," saying that, I got in the taxi and was able to go away from him.

When I have the university I saw Fernando in the hall. Did he remember that he was studying civil engineering? It must be a miracle. Fernando was a man the normal height, thin, with a dark complexion, straight hair, black eyes and a long chin. He turned in my direction and we both exchanged glances, but he preferred to ignore me and went to his classroom. He had disappeared for several days and he acted as if nothing had happened. He never bothered to give me an explanation nor did he answer my calls, he has no forgiveness. As soon as I could talk to him, I would send him to hell and he must know perfectly well what awaited him.

I did not waste my time and went to my classroom, Isaac had already arrived and had reserved my favorite place by the window. I forced a smile and collapsed next to him.

 “And at the end what happened to the book that had you obsessed?” Isaac asked as he stretched out his feet. His honey-colored eyes protruded more in the sunlight.

I smiled broadly. Isaac had the talent to put me in a good mood.

“I received it yesterday afternoon, I couldn't wait to start reading it and so far I have not been disappointed.”

“But… I was very disappointed in the last novel you recommended.”

I tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear and tried to remember everything I liked about the penultimate story I read.

“Why? You have to give me a good argument.”

Isaac snorted.

“The protagonist was terribly wrong, she should never have chosen the new boy. It just doesn't make sense, she should have stayed with her best friend. He did love her in a sincere way.”

I frowned.

“What are you talking about? The new boy loved her too,” I explained, holding up a hand.

“Love at first sight does not exist, it was only attraction at first sight. Her friend was in love with her for many years and was faithful to her even though they were nothing.”

  Isaac was inspired by giving me a chair on bad decisions, but I couldn't help noticing the way our classmates viewed him, their interest in him was always very obvious and I couldn't blame them, because he was a unique and sincere man and there was a time when I was also attracted to him. Isaac had the ability to charm people, he was a tall and muscular man, he was only 22 years old, but he appeared to be older, his skin was light, he had large hands, his hair was black as night and he always looked perfect even though some locks were messy, he had a long face, he had incredible and big honey-colored eyes and his features were very masculine. He looked as irresistible as ever, wearing a strong blue button-down shirt, a pair of dark skinny jeans, and black low top sneakers. His way of dressing was always quite formal and I loved that.

"And at the end what happened to the book that had you obsessed?" Isaac asked as he stretched out his feet. His honey-colored eyes protruded more in the sunlight.

I smiled broadly. Isaac had the talent to put me in a good mood.

"I received it yesterday afternoon, I couldn't wait to start reading it and so far I have not been disappointed."

"However ... I was very disappointed in the last novel you recommended."

I tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear and tried to remember everything I liked about the penultimate story I read.

"Why? You have to give me a good argument."

Isaac snorted.

"The protagonist was terribly wrong, she should never have chosen the new boy. It just doesn't make sense, she should have stayed with her best friend. He did love her in a sincere way."

I frowned.

"What are you talking about? The new boy loved her too," I explained, holding up a hand.

"Love at first sight does not exist, it was only attraction at first sight. Her friend was in love with her for many years and was faithful to her even though they were nothing."

Isaac was inspired by giving me a chair on bad decisions, but I couldn't help noticing the way our classmates viewed him, their interest in him was always very obvious and I couldn't blame them because he was a unique and sincere man and there was a time when I was also attracted to him. Isaac had the ability to charm people, he was a tall and muscular man, he was only 22 years old, but he appeared to be older, his skin was light, he had large hands. His hair was black as night and he always looked perfect even though some locks were messy, he had a long face, he had incredible and big honey-colored eyes and his features were very masculine. He looked as irresistible as ever, wearing a strong blue button-down shirt, a pair of dark skinny jeans, and black low top sneakers. His way of dressing was always quite formal and I loved that.

"She should never have been put aside by a man who might not value her the same way," he added strongly.

I started to laugh.

"I should have assumed that you would find gaps in the plot, to this day your attention to detail continues to amaze me," I analyzed.

"Did you like the ending?"

"If I liked it? I loved it!"

Isaac narrowed his eyes.

"You have to admit that her decision is pointless."

At that point the professor entered the section and all of our classmates began to take their seats. However, I was not going to allow him to have the last word so I tried to quickly think of an answer that would destroy all his arguments.

Isaac was preparing to take his notes, but I caught him off guard and moved closer to his ear.

"His friend did not declare his true feelings until it was too late so what happened in the end was his fault," saying that I winked at him and started taking notes of what the teacher said.

As I expected Isaac was not able to give me an answer. My words left him very thoughtful and that gave me victory. It was great to beat him in an argument.

Classes went normally and it was time for the break. Everyone left the section, but Isaac and I stayed for a chat. Paola was not long in arriving and took us fried chicken and fries with tomato sauce. We were both very different physically, but not so much in our way of thinking. She was brunette, with brown eyes and her curly black hair was identical to that of my mother and my aunt. Her face was so round that it caused me tenderness, she had large lips that I always envied and she had a large nose. However, the physical aspect that we had in common was height, I never felt Self-conscious about my size because she was always by my side to tell me how great it was to be tall.

"Did I tell you that you are the best cousin in the world?" I asked after taking a bite out of my delicious piece of chicken.

"Of course you did," she replied, and made herself comfortable in a chair.

Her curls were beautiful although she always complained about them. It was a surprise for me to see her with her hair down because it was rare that she left it like that. She looked really beautiful, but the happiness did not last long because it was not long in making a bow.

"The girl from the other day continues to insist that I introduce her to you and is becoming very upset. I don't know what to say anymore," she commented to Isaac with some anger.

"Just tell her I have a girlfriend and that's it. Problem solved," he replied totally unconcerned.

"And why don't I present it to you so you can tell her" Paola suggested.

"I don't have time for those psychological games."

"Is it possible to know why you reject all the girls?"

"Let's say I'm waiting for the right one."

I never understood that argument so I had to interfere.

"And how do you know that you are not rejecting the indicated one?" I questioned.

It was a reasonable doubt. Isaac shrugged his shoulders.

"I guess I follow my hunches."

"Let's hope you don't make a mistake with your hunch because otherwise you will regret it."

"Changing the subject, did you hear from Fernando or still not appear?" Paola asked me suddenly.

I took a deep breath before answering. The mention of his name was enough to fill me with anger.

"I saw him in the hallway, I think he's in class."

"I wonder what his excuse will be this time," Paola mused.

"I bet he slept three days in a row. That must be his Justification," concluded Isaac while making quotation marks with his fingers "Could you explain to me one the last time why are you with that idiot?" He asked with obvious annoyance.

I was wondering the same thing. Why had I accepted Fernando? He was very insistent and that was the only reason. I decided to give him a chance, at first I thought that I did not lose anything with that relationship, but I was very wrong, I wasted my time. 

"I know you are as upset as I am, but trust me, this time it will not be the same," I stated decidedly.

The boys seemed reassured by my answer so they changed the subject. I hadn't spoken to them about what I intended to do because it was better to tell them after it was all over. The news would certainly make them very happy.

"Can we talk for a moment Kim?" Fernando's voice startled me, he was standing next to me, but I had not seen him arrive. His expression was very serious. Was he thinking about the same thing as me?

An awkward silence took over the whole place, Fernando did not speak to the boys or them to him. However, if I answered that I did not want to speak to him, I knew that they would support me.

"I'll be back quickly," my answer seemed to disappoint Isaac, but what he didn't know was what I was going to do.

I got up and went to the hallway of the library, I could hear Fernando's footsteps behind me, but I didn't confront him until we both got to where I wanted to be. There was no one around so we could talk without problems.

Fernando looked very serious, just like me. Things had changed a lot and I couldn't help but remember the good days we had in the past, at first he was very detailed and patient with me, but we didn't even spend a month as boyfriends and he began to be impatient, cold and distant. How quickly the supposed love he had for me ended.

"I don't know why you always ask Isaac for permission for everything," he said angrily.

Again with the same.

"I didn't ask permission. Don't say stupid things," I said as I stood idly by.

"He has always come between us and you allowed it."

"He is my best friend and I would not change him for anything in the world. It would be easier to change you."

Fernando clenched his fists.

"I will never like him, he is arrogant, and he does not miss an opportunity to tell me that I am a good for nothing."

"And isn't true? You missed class again, you promised you would be more responsible and you didn't change at all. What were you doing? I imagine nothing!"

"Don't talk to me like that, you're going over the limit Kim."

"You are the one who went over the limit. I called you and you did not want to answer me, you did not answer my messages or give me the slightest explanation."

"Because I knew you were going to lecture me, I don't need a bitter girlfriend to remind me what my obligations are, that's why I have my mom."

His words affected me more than I was willing to admit.

"Why do you act like this? Don't you want to finish your career or have you not matured?"

Fernando came very close to me and caught me against the wall, there was hatred in his eyes and it made me feel scared. I wanted to get out of that corner, but he stopped me by grabbing me by the arm.

"What is the matter with you? Let me go!"

His eyes were full of anger and it made me very scared.

"Do you want to know what the difference is between you and me?" His grip on my arm hurt too much, but he did not seem to mind "I am a fun person who lives life to the fullest, I do not drown in a glass of water like you. You are very boring, you have no sense of humor and you are not a goddess either, it is not worth wasting time with you. Our relationship is meaningless and I do not plan to waste another minute of my time with you."

Somehow I managed to break free of his grip and shoved him away. I slapped him so hard that my hand even hurt.

"You're an idiot! No matter what you say, I just gave you a chance out of pity, you never deserved me damn."

Fernando ran his hand over his face and his face flushed with anger.

"Deserve you? Don't be ridiculous, any woman would be a thousand times better than you."

"Don't even touch the subject because you are a man's trash."

"You won't hit my new girlfriend's heels."

 “Send her my condolences please, I feel very sorry for her,” Saying that I turned my back and ran away not to hear all his insults. Damn, a thousand times damn.