Tres Meses Novels & Stories

“Three months, and I’m out?” Her mother nodded. “Three months.” Elisa sighed and leaned back against the chair. “When is the makeup artist coming tomorrow?”

, Meme says through her laughter. “Meme”, Amory squeals as her face becomes almost crimson in color! “Shut it! Oh my God”! “Your call, mi Amor” (my love) I pushed, and watched as she crossed her legs. She’s nervous! “Todo menos dormir”, (everything but sleeping over) she suddenly says. Oh, really?! “Wow, did it just get really hot in here? Can you turn the AC up?”, says Meme, still laughing.

I took a deep breath trying to calm my heart. “I heard you talking. I know you love her" “Who?” “Ava. You have two beautiful children with her and she’s pregnant now, like when is she due?’ I didn't even know if I wanted to know the answer to that question. “Next month, but we are not together Olivia. We haven’t been before Izzie was born". I shook my head and stood up, how can you possibly get someone pregnant three times and not be together. “Bash come on, so she just keeps happening to get pregnant?” I laughed sarcastically.

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

Liam let out a soft laugh and playfully tousled my hair. "Selena, it's been ten years. You've grown distant from me!" I pretended to be annoyed and pushed his hand away. "Ugh, you've ruined my hair again!" It was as if we had been transported back to the days when the three of us were thick as thieves. Once my fever recovered, Liam stuck by my side, helping me pick up all the essentials I needed to get by.

"Hi, Joseph, I have a good piece of news to tell you. I am not single anymore and I have a boyfriend whose name was Joseph." After knowing Joseph for three years, being friends with him over two years, Lisa was ready to update her relationship status. But when she texted Joseph the good news after work, there was no reply from him at all. While waiting at home in hopes that Joseph would show up next minutes, she did not hear from Joseph until she went to bed.

Oh God, it was starting! No no , not now. Please not now, my chest tightened painfully and my lungs struggled for air. My panic attacks were starting again, it's been three years since I stopped having them. Breathe Liam, just breathe. I stumbled towards the cupboard and yanked it open. My fingers fumbled around till I found a plastic bag. I pressed it to my lips and took quick shallow breaths. Crash! I flinched, tightening my grip around the bag. The memories I tried so hard to repress were coming back.

Per favore non piangere, mi si spezza il cuore vedere le lacrime in queste tue bellissimi occhi; please don't cry; it breaks my heart to see tears in those beautiful eyes of yours. Sar li tra trenta minuti. Prepara tutto. - I will be there in thirty minutes. Get everything ready. Devo andare piccola tentatrice; you've got to go little temptress. questo è meglio che sia buono. This better be good.

Her phone buzzed. Ethan: Thinking of you. She smiled. Maya: Me too. Ethan: Whatever you decide, I'm here. Maya: I know. Ethan: I love you. Maya: I love you too. She held the phone to her chest. Three months. A lot could happen in three months. She just had to trust.

CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT By the time Maya and I reach the third boutique, I’m starting to suspect she invited me out today solely to torture me. “I still think this is ridiculous,” I mutter as I trail after her through another sea of glittering dresses. “Prom is literally in three months.” “Exactly,” Maya replies without missing a beat. “Do you know how fast three months goes by?” “Yes.” “Well, apparently not, because you’re acting like we have all the time in the world.”