The sound that our lips produced when they were separated made me regret having moved away. And Flynn's eyes were surprised and frightened. I don't think he expected me to act that way, not after all. I think he thought I had been offended in some way. Especially when he noticed that I started to walk blindly backwards, wanting to move as far away from his presence as possible." Tasha, I'm sorry... I didn't want to force you..." he said, trying to look for words so that I wouldn't feel harassed. "I thought that after what we did...”"No," was the only thing I could say before I started running.I couldn't say I was moving away because I knew how that story would end. That I was scared for having trusted him to say my biggest fears and questions. I was terrified of the way my body reacted to his touch, as if he recognized the longing for a family caress, and that I was already more than surrendered to him in just one night.And I knew he was following me as I started running away, bec
I never liked Cinderella's fairy tale.Since I was little I have always been bothered by the fact that a poor orphan was enslaved by her stepmother, and still had to run away for one night to participate in the ball in which all the women in her village were invited. She thought it was even worse that her life goals began to revolve around the prince, and that she did not realize that she was still imprisoned, even after leaving the residence of her deceased parents, since she now belonged to a kingdom and a prince. I never liked this kind of tale, where a woman needed to run away from her house to have freedom, and that instead had only won a different cell in her personal prison.Although I hate Cinderella, every time that night when I looked at one of my bare feet, I couldn't help but notice the similarities of the tale to my life, considering that I also lost a shoe to run away from a man. Because Cinderella also fled when she came into shock, when she realized that the spell of h
"Because after everything we had ever done, he kissed me, I panicked, I started running through the woods that exists here next to my house, and when I went to cross the bridge, I ended up standing on the floor and losing my sneakers. My hair is like that naturally, it's just that you've never seen it without a flat iron," I explained at once, in a short breath. "And, no, he didn't make me do anything. I just panicked because I felt too attracted and didn't know how to deal with it. And now, realizing your reaction, I think he may also be thinking that he has exceeded some limit.”Beatrice and Gildeon looked at each other, some conversation going on between them without me being able to understand, so Gildeon nodded to his wife and left us alone. I watched him slam the bedroom door to give us total privacy. The television has also been increased. Beatrice put one of her hands on her waist and watched me as a mother would do for a child who has just been hurt in the most ridiculous way
Defeated by the amount of questions in my head, I leaned back on the couch and watched the cup in my hands. The tea liquid still spiraled smoke to my nose, unclogging the airways that had become clogged with my crying. I hated crying in front of others. I hated showing any sign of weakness. Only that night had he acted more inconsequentibly than years."Anyhow, I've already screwed up and I don't want to see him again," I shot with pure pride in my voice.Beatrice sighed, but nodded. She was silent for a moment, just watching the opposite side of the room, reflecting on the craziest friend she had. Beatrice has never seen me cry either. I think if she was used to it, maybe she would have offered me a hug or something. She just stood there, anyway, giving moral support for me to calm down.I couldn't stop feeling like an animal that experienced wildlife and had to return to its captivity. Flynn aroused me so many sensations, so many questions about my way of leading life, that I could
I lied so well that sometimes I even convinced myself of that. But as much as I repeated that out loud, I couldn't believe it. I won't forget the way Flynn kissed me, the rubbing of his beard against my face, the way his hair was soft to the touch... I would never forget how he used his finger to try to prepare me to receive his penis, and that it was of no use, because it hurt as if I was losing my virginity, and it was pleasurable as if I were dying.Beatrice seemed to read everything on my face, and her smile became a shadow of pure malice. I coughed and straightened my shoulders, wanting to get over the situation. My friend studied me very coldly." Stop thinking about what you should or shouldn't say, Tasha. You're not a machine.”I gestured with my shoulders."It turns out that I don't really know who I am, Bia. And I'm tired of disappointing people.”"All right. Do whatever you want," said Beatrice, sighing with frustration. "I'll still be here, in case you need it. But don't p
Somehow I managed to get rid of Beatrice's sermons, but she gave me a considerable amount of tea bags to take to my apartment, and made a point of accompanying me to my door. In general, I would rather have tea than coffee, but nothing served to calm me down, and the mess in my head seemed like a whirlpool. I wouldn't be able to calm down even if I took medicine.Beatrice grumbled a few words of farewell and reprimand, however, I decided not to listen, not to absorb. And I entered my apartment as fast as I could, leaning against the door and sitting on the floor. The cold floor came into contact with my lower thighs, and my whole body seemed to get cold from one hour to the next, so I pulled my legs up to my chest and hugged, laying my head on my arms.I knew it would all be easier if I could really say loud and clear the way I felt, but I just didn't know how to do it, and I thought that meeting Beatrice at that time of night would help me think more clearly. However, I had only been
The office where I was interning was located on the busiest avenue in the city center, so in the early hours of dawn I was running a lot to be able to cross the street with two-way cars at high speed. And my day seemed to have started in the worst possible way because, in addition to not sleeping after spending the night remembering the date I made terrible thirty days ago, I had still been late with the need to put makeup on my face to disguise the lack of sleep, and I had not had time to have breakfast. So, it was still six o'clock in the morning and I was already tired, hungry, and very angry with everything and everyone.The building rose with large glass windows and the sunlight was reflected on the highest floors. It was divided by sectors on each floor. There were ten sectors, thus, ten floors. And I spent four hours of my day, going up and down to meet the requests and whims of all the employees in that place. Even those who were the most despised by the high echelon, had free
Joseph laughed, and the sound caught the attention of a few employees who also kept their bags in the closets. They wore light blue uniform and social fabric, they probably belonged to the sector that provided marketing services, there on the top floors. And they didn't throw more than a few looks bothered by Joseph's giggles in the early hours of the morning. No one arrived in a good mood at that place."Because today at eight o'clock we will have a small celebration," he said, stretching his lips in a smile. "The boss's son will become part of the administrative sector. He has been very busy taking care of his own business, but from this week he will be present every day in the building, at least until lunchtime, after that he will take care of his own company that is about to be inaugurated. So, it is ideal for all employees to have an impeccable, clean and organized appearance.”" Why didn't anyone warn me? "I asked in shock."Because no one likes you, daisy," he replied, as if it