A loud noise makes me wake up. I slowly open my eyes to see Pedro in the kitchen with his back turned. He bends down to pick up what appears to be a broken glass.
He is dressed the same as yesterday, but he has put on a black t-shirt. He doesn't have a good face.
With his eyes almost closed he walks through the living room with his cup of coffee, leaves it on the table and falls into the armchair in front of me.
He puts his hands to his head. "I want to die right now..." he complains, and I slowly try to sit up. "Fuck!". He gets scared when he sees me, but quickly returns his hands to his head complaining of the pain.
"Sorry" I sit on the couch.
I fell asleep here accidentally, yesterday I was exhausted.
"What are you still doing here? I told you to leave".
"I wanted to know if you were okay".
He takes the cup. "Don't pretend like you care about me". He stands up and goes out to the terrace.
I look in my bag among all the pills I always carry and go get a glass of water. "Take this, it will be better for you than coffee".
I left him the aspirin with the water on a little table outside. "Alessa, please go, don't complicate this any more".
"Pedro I love you and I need you, please, I don't want you to forgive me now, I only ask that you end up forgiving me one day". I hold his face in my hands so he can look at me. "I don't want to end this beautiful thing for such a big stupidity".
His eyes slowly fill with tears, just like mine, which have already overflowed. "I remember absolutely everything I told you yesterday, and I repeat it to you". He puts the coffee aside. "It may be stupid for you, but for me it is a lot, because I told you and you ignored me, he threatened me and you didn't care at all, on the contrary, you made me feel guilty".
"I didn't want to, that would never have been my intention".
"You knew perfectly that they hurted me already, and still you didn't care". He lets a sigh out. "What for you is a simple kiss, for me it is a thousand more things".
On impulse, I join him to melt into a kiss, to which he responds. He holds me by the waist and our tongues join together, as do our tears.
I missed him so much...
He rests his forehead on mine as we catch our breath. "Forgive me please".
"I can't". He wipes his face with his shirt. "At least not for now".
"I will wait as long as necessary". I look down and separate to leave the place.
He grabs my arm stopping me. "Don't leave your job". He looks at me. "I'll make sure that guy doesn't lay a hand on you again".
"Don't do anything wrong".
"Just what I have to do". He says and lets me go.
I grab my bag and leave the house. I have to sit on the edge of the sidewalk when I completely collapse, bursting into uncontrollable tears.
It may seem silly, but it took this mistake to realize how much I love Pedro. In just a few months, I have not come to appreciate what has been created between us so special.
"I can imagine you managed to talk to him". A female voice surprises me, I look up to see a girl who seems quite familiar to me. "He doesn't even answer the phone, and we have dinner tonight".
She offers me her hand to help me up. "He has broken the phone".
She smiles calmly and hugs me. "I'm Lux, nice to meet you"..
I surround her with my arms. "Thanks for coming".
"I know my brother, and I know that he would not give his arm to twist". I dry my tears. "Besides, I guess you don't have a place to stay".
"Don't worry, I'll look for something, I won't stay with you, I appreciate it but I can't accept it".
"Alessa, you have made mistakes, but don't torture yourself for it". She makes me walk to what I imagine is her car. "Let's go to my house, rest a little, and if you feel like it tonight, you can have dinner with us". She opens the door for me. "I don't think he'll come".
I sit inside the vehicle with no other option.
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FanfictionWho hasn't ever thought of suddenly changing their whole life? A new life? The desire of a girl, locked in her life, unable to get out. A simple trip can change everything.