Between Lies

How to Continue?

They were talking so long like they had known each other for years. It was weird for Ámbar to be opened as she had never been, especially to a stranger. But she felt that she could trust him. He seemed honest because he was broken as she and no one can pretend it so good.

On the other hand, Manuel was also feeling weird about this conversation but he was relieved. He could share his problems with someone who could truly understand him not only say this. He was talking with a stranger girl but he didn't feel it. It seemed he was talking to an old friend who didn't ask things he didn't want to tell. She was polite and very good audience.

Manuel told his whole story to her. From the beginning with Bia and his familys' feud, till how he found out who his father is. Ámbar was silent she didn't intervene even once, only nodded sometimes to show him she was listening.

It was interesting and depressing to hear Manuel's history. How he had investigated, how his father prevented him to know the truth. She saw Sharon in this man, called Antonio.

Antonio was an evil man according to Manuel because he kept it secret that he is the boy's father. Manuel believed that he was his uncle nothing more but her mum told him the truth about him. This man, Antonio said to him that his father was in prison. She couldn't believe it how could anyone do this with his own son. It was awful!

Manuel finished his story and looked at her. He was waiting for a reaction.

The girl didn't know what to say. She understood him but it wasn't enough. She saw the unsaid question in his eyes: What do you think? She could say it was depressing but she didn't want to. It wasn't what she thought. Yes, his history was heartbreaking but hers also. Suddenly, she felt an urge to tell him her whole story. Would it be good if a stranger found out Sharon's lie? She hadn't known him more than an hour, but she felt she could trust him. But she didn't want to involve him in it. Sharon can be very dangerous to everyone. She lied to her, not only once. She lied to her that her parents were travelling because they were diplomats, after it she said to her she was Sol Benson and her parents were dead. No, Sharon could do everything to keep her things secret.

The boy was still waiting for a reaction, for some little words but she didn't say anything. She shuddered. So far, she didn't feel how cold was outside but now her clothes seemed too thin.

"Are you cold?" Manuel's voice broke the silence between them.

Ámbar nodded and Manuel took off his pullover, he handed it to her. The girl looked at him with repentance in her eyes. This boy was so kind to her and she didn't even moan a single encouraging sentence to him.

"Thank you!" She accepted the offer and she snuggled into the pullover. It was soft and pleasant, it warmed her up fast. She was thinking for some minutes and looked down. "Sorry for my silence but I didn't know what to say. I can't express myself with words. I can say only that I know what you feel." She cleared her throat. "I don't know it is correct to tell you but I think I can trust you." She looked up and saw Manuel's nod.

"I won't tell anyone if you don't want," he stated with kindness in his voice.

"So," the girl took a deep breath, "Today at the Roller Jam which was a party, a woman looked for me. She told me silly things like I am not Sol Benson, the person who I was said by my aunt or godmother or I don't know Sharon who is, but when I wanted to leave her she said something which I knew was true. She said a thing that only some people know about me. It proved to me she wasn't lying, she was saying the truth, she was my birth mother." Some tears escaped from her eyes while she was speaking. She wiped them away and sniffed some. She told him everything which she had found out. She said to him that Sharon can be dangerous and he has to be careful with her.