I was on my balcony watching the full moon, I loved observing the night sky and I could also appreciate the lights of the city, that's when Cris arrives, hugs me and gives me a tender kiss, the conversation I had had with clear came to mind and I part with him.
- What happens? -asks me.
"Cris I have to ask you something."
—Tell me honey, you're a little weird.
"Tell me what stage we are in."
- Stage? I do not understand what you mean.
- What are we? What is our relationship?
-We are good friends.
- Just friends?
- Why the sudden question?
"I just ... I don't want to get excited and fall in love without you feeling the same as me."
"We get along, Amy, we have become very fond of each other and have become great friends."
It was not the answer I expected, I felt bad, I did not want to be in that room with Cristián anymore so I pretended that my mother was calling me and I asked Cris to lea
Once Ana had calmed down, we went to college, on the way I wrote to Clara and she told me that she was having fun, she had met a boy and everything was wonderful, I hope she doesn't think of doing crazy things tonight, I don't want to. babysitting, I thought. We arrived, Ana parked the car and we took our way to the field, when we arrived I found Clara who was talking to a boy."Amy, this is Rafael."The boy in extended his hand and I took it and gave him a smile."A pleasure," I say, "I hope you don't do anything to my friend," I say, moving a little closer so she can listen to me. "Ana and I will be there with Marcos," I indicate to Clara with my hand pointing to the place where Marcos was and I retire.We approached Marcos who was having a little cocktail, we stayed there talking."Amy, don't you know if Cristián is coming?" —Asks Marcos— I thought I was going to come with you."I also thought the same thing," I reply,
We were sitting at a table Cris, Ana, Marcos and I, I could not stop seeing Cristián's cheek even with Anabel's hand marked."Anabel went crazy," Marcos says laughing and takes a sip of his drink."Actually, she's always been crazy," Ana says.- It hurts? I ask Cris, touching her reddened cheek."No," he answers with a smile and takes my hand, "let's not let this night be ruined because of Anabel, let's have a good time.""Yes, we are going to enjoy tonight as if there were no tomorrow," Marcos answers to which we laugh.We had a pleasant night, although I was also very aware that Clara was not going to commit something crazy with her new friend, I don't want her to do something that she will regret later.The boys, as always, got drunk and I, well, again playing the role of babysitter, I know, I'm a bit stupid with these matters, I don't want to get drunk and then all go out drunk and some of the boys drive like that, we could
It took 3 days to be able to discharge me, because in my brain there was still a small spot due to the stroke, they did many studies and prescribed several medications, the doctor asked me not to stress about anything and said that I could not carry strong Emotions, the expenses were paid by Cristián, although I refused to let him do it, he insisted, he told me that he did not want me to spend my savings and that there were also other reasons, but he did not explain what they were.Cristián took me to his mother's house, because he didn't want to take his eyes off me, and since we were already on vacation, he wasn't going back to the apartment for those days, I also invited mom to stay with us, although I don't know why dad She didn't come, Mom hasn't given me reasons, whenever I try to talk to her something gets in the way.Cristián's mother is very kind and she has gotten along very well with mother, I would say that it seems that they have known
The days went by and I was getting better, I no longer got a lot of dizziness or headache, Mom said that she would go home, that she couldn't be there any longer, she felt that it was too much to be the two of them living side by side in that house, I told her I said that I would go with her, I wanted to see dad but he refused, he asked me to stay until I got better, that Cristián would feel bad if I left suddenly and that he did not deserve to do that to him, after so much he had helped us .Cristián did not spend much of the day at home, because on vacations his grandfather always took him to the company so that he could learn the trade, he as heir had to know what role he was going to fulfill as boss, get to know the staff and earn the respect of everyone. But when he arrived at night he would always share with me, I was anxiously waiting for him to hang out with him and talk about how his day went and things like that.One day while I was going to the
I lay down on the bed with my cheeks already wet from the shed tears and fell asleep. I woke up at dawn when I felt arms around my waist, I tried to get away from them but the more I tried, the more they clung to me, I already knew that it was Cristián, what I did not know was how he had entered since, the door It had been locked, as I could, I turned around and stood face to face with him, I stared at him with the little light that entered the room, I felt good by his side, but with this situation I don't know what to do, I really enjoyed that moment because I didn't know if I was going to continue with him later because I imagined what was to come, and again I fell asleep.The next morning I woke up with a little pain in my belly, my bladder was about to explode, I needed to go to the bathroom but Cristián's arms prevented me from getting up."Cris," I called to him in a whisper, "Cristián!" —This time I move him a little to wake him up.
Cristian wanted me to be there during his meeting with his mother and Anabel, but I refused, I did not want Anabel to rub me in my face that I was going to have a baby with Cristián, which I already knew, but in her childish mind I would do everything possible to make me feel bad, like when a child has a new toy and shows it to another child who does not have it.The days in that house were long when Cristián had to go out to work, I already wanted classes to start and be able to integrate again, so I would not be bored all day, nor did my friends write to me, I did not know it was from their lives, my mother sometimes called me and those times it was that I could clear my mind of all the madness that I was experiencing, I told her that after my appointment with the doctor I would go home, because I already needed it.- Where is Cristián ?! I hear Anabel shouting from the living room.—Cristian must be in the company darling —rep
The day of my appointment with the doctor arrived, I was in the waiting room while the doctor treated another patient, then it would be my turn and we would see my progress, I was nervous, I did not know if my treatment had worked, although I took it without missing, I did not comply with the instructions that the doctor had given me, because I was leading a stressed life and several strong emotions had affected me, and those were some of the indications that they had given me for my treatment, but that is something that I could not avoid .My turn came, I stopped by and took a seat, for this appointment I expected Cristián to accompany me but he had other business with his mother, because in the morning when he was leaving to come to the clinic she stopped him to tell him that they had to talk some things and also Anabel also had an appointment with the gynecologist and they could not miss it, although Cristián said he would not go because he was going to accom
This was the worst news I have received in my life, since Cristián and Anabel had passed into the background, for me my parents were the most valuable thing I had and I had already lost one of them, and what hurts me the most is that, it was because of me, I felt guilty for the death of my father, although my mother told me over and over again that it was not my fault, I could not stop feeling it, a part of my world had collapsed, why to Do these things have to happen to me? Could it be that it is a punishment from God? Could it be that in another life I did terrible things and now I was paying the price?- I want to go visit his grave! I say to my mother, entering her room.My mother, who was sitting on her bed reading a book, raised her gaze and saw my eyes."Daughter, I don't want you to continue to suffer," he finally tells me after a moment of silence.- I want to say goodbye to him mom! - I say to him in the form of supplication - do not deny