one step forward

one person is enough

VALERIE'S POV

the bright rays of the sun shone on the streets of my beloved city, giving hope for a beautiful day. i walked, shifting my legs, dressed in a delicate white dress, and enjoyed the weather.

i love any weather, but it seems to me, that no one can understand my special love for the sun. i love to enjoy the summer, when everything outside is basking in the rays of our favorite and brightest star. in rainy weather you want to close yourself in your room, fenced off from the whole world and listen to sad music.

i walked to the cafe, where i had arranged to meet gavi before his second practice of the day. then he will leave to play, and i, in turn, will also go to do something. i need to buy a gift for my boyfriend because his birthday is the day after tomorrow. aleyna already agreed to buy decorations for the party, ingredients for a cake and something for my handmade gift, because the main gift from me has already been bought.

but still, for me, handmade gifts are nicer than bought ones, because there is a piece of person's soul somewhere inside of this present.

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"and.." i was very excited with telling gavi about my news and in general about what i can tell only him.

but i didn't see any response from him. he only looked at his phone, hardly interacted with me, smiling from time to time at the messages he received.

"are you bored with me?" i asked him, feeling the tension.

again no answer at all.

"pablo, are you listening to me?" my hands shook a little, because i hate to sort things out in this vein. and he knows it.

"stop, valerie" he didn't call me valerie in such a long period of time, so when i heard my name from him, my eyes opened wider.

"nobody cares, i have my own problems without you" he said this, still looking at his phone. he couldn't see my teary eyes.

as soon as he said this, goosebumps ran through my body and i was back in my childhood, when no one cared about me and my stories, no matter about what they were.

i was still that little girl with pigtails, standing in front of the parents and listening, that no one was interested in my problems.

i didn't answer and just looked at him before leaving. the sparkle in my eyes went out and i, again feeling like a little girl, left the cafe. i tried not to cry, but i just couldn't, because every time i quarrel with someone, i get a lump in my throat and bitter tears begin to flow down my cheeks on their own.

the weather changed literally in the thirty minutes we were in the cafe. heavy gray clouds covered the sky and small drops of rain dripped on my hair and on my nose. i felt the same as the sky: i just wanted to shut up and never say anything to anyone. i guess, i am being too obsessive.

GAVI'S POV

as soon as i looked up at the silhouette of valerie, who was leaving the place and closing the face with her hands, i realized, that i had said something, that i shouldn't have.

i know better than anyone, that she has many complexes related to the fact, that she thinks about her being imposed on people. i always said, that it wasn't true at all and tried to calm her down, but today i acted differently.