November 5, 2016: Present Day

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My Head is spinning when I try to open my eyes, and I feel painful stings, which makes me grumble. When I turn around in bed, I feel my muscles ache, and my back seems to burn for some reason. I can't tell what time is it, or if I have been asleep for a long time, because everything seems confusing. If I had a habit of drinking, I would say I am having alcoholic amnesia coupled with hellish hangover, but I've never been the one to do that. But it makes sense that I slept badly. I had just received the bad news that I would have to deal with that idiot for almost a month.

It's going to be one of the worst vacations of my life. Trying to forget that imbecile at least a little, knowing that I will have the displeasure of meeting her soon at school, I tried to get out of the bed, but I am prevented by something that holds me tightly. With my mind still confused, I contemplate the possibilities of Sarah, because I know Carol is not here. She never silently walks into places. Then I manage to let go of the hand around my waist, and my heart races as I realize that the size on the hand was much larger than that of my younger sister's. "Oh, my God! Someone broke into my house and abused me during the night," I think and jump off my bed, almost falling to the floor as I have my feet curled up in the blanket. My eyes fixate on the image of a sleeping person on my mattress, and I recoil, begging not to be abused in some way. Then the person moves on the bed and begins to grope the mattress. It allows me to have a visualization of what it looks like to be "A woman"?

- "Mom! Dad! Where are you? Help!" I start calling my parents, in desperation, trying to find out the door to escape, but I can not find it. Where is my bedroom door? Quickly, I start looking around and almost suffer a heart attack as I realize I have no idea where am I. A fear, never felt by me, takes over my whole being. My heart races absurdly and began to hyperventilate. Was I kidnapped? Where am I? Who is this woman?

- "Love?" then suddenly, in the middle of my out burst I hear the voice of the unknown. I don't know if I want to face her, I feel like I can kill her if she approaches me.

- "Why are you screaming and spinning around the room?" Wow, it feels like a truck has run over me. I'm all sore from last night and with a bizarre hangover.

- "Last night?" I wonder, not knowing if I spoke too loudly or just whispered. I am angry, scared and confused. I am going to miss the class time and have no idea how to communicate with my parents.

- "Yes, last night started out one way, but it ended deliciously beautiful. Come back to bed, we still have time for another round. You might be done with it, but I can take it longer," she says, her voice still groggy from sleep, and lets out a laugh that sounds very naughty. My stomach churns in disgust.

Did I end up with her last night? I don't even remember agreeing to come here! Damn then this woman gave me drugs to bring me here? I was doped and abused by stranger. Overcoming with anger, I finally face up to resolve it. So, I spin on my heels, about to confront her and may be kill her, demanding that she take me back to my house where I can call police. But my whole body falls apart, overcoming with the confusion, when recognizing her.

- "Valentina?" I question, discredited, but something is not right. She looks different, her hair is not short, in fact, it looks very long and the color of her is also not same, a much lighter shade than usual. Valentina also has some other strong things and some features on her face has changed, which seems to be expressive lines that only older people have. It does not make any sense. Was it some relative of hers? Oh, God.

- "Luiza? Why are you looking at me like that?" She asks looking at me confused. Her response makes me confirm that she really is the idiot who torments my life. I wanted to punch with all the force that exists in my body, breaking all her teeth, to make her learn. I can't believe this time this girl went this far? With all this in mind, I walk energetically to the bed, prepared to fill it with. Valentina stares at me, looking confused, she is looking at me like I am crazy or something. She has no idea what I am capable of.

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