I woke up early in the morning. I have this rush of going tondo some run. I knew it was my rest day. I knew I was not suppose to do excersise, but head felt like a cloud. A dark cloud, I need to find clarity, so I took a five quilometers run.
I did it. I am back from my run. I took a shower, I wasn't specting no one and I have no plans, so I don't need to contact with Otto. Who has been calling all night long. There were thirty missing calls from him. I haven't ever had that number of missing calls. I haven't even bother look the thousands text that he wrote.
To be fair I still confuss about what his friends where saying. We met before, and why I don't recall him. I normally don't forget a face. Specially if we exchange words, or if I seld something to that persone. He wasn't the case. I put some music, I feel good music. Something that makes better the mood. I choose my pajamas. I wasn't mind really stay at home seems is going to rain here anyways.
I took that shower. The morning was getting more acceptable. I felt more relaxed. I started to do coffee meanwhile I though I was alone, so I started to do one of those silly dance of mine. I was dancing. I never mind nobody, since I knew I was alone till.
" good morning" said Otto sit down on my coach.
" shit" I snap suddenly my mug broke on the floor, and my clumsiness, took also an stand of cristal to fall on the floor to broke down. I was surrender by crystals and ceramics. Ayee, Well done Marta, why don't we break something else, come on. Oh baideway you are bare foot darling. My superme got out. I froze. I froze while I realised that I can get out of that space. I look scare and same time nervous to him.
He just walk like nothing happens, he grabs me like a princes and take to the other side of the kitchen. He took a deep breath. I still can belive that he was in my Airbnb. I sat down on the coach, while I saw him grab the broom and scrub all the pices, he also went to my room and grab my snikers. I felt a total useless woman. I hate so much this moment. But I still asking myself. How the fuck you got in?.
"Otto?, how did you get in?"
" aammm... you drop the keys" he said putting them on the table in front of me.
" ok" I said trying not to freak out," how did you get them?"
" you drop it when you .... I don't what you did think?" Changing the subject." Anyways Kevin find them and he asked me if they were mine, so I take them." Solving the problem.
He finished to sweep my mess, and throw all the little pieces in the bin. He sat down in the coach. He got looking at me worried. I have this feeling that he didn't really slept very well this night, which it makes me think in two options. Number one he got drunk and he went to bed late, which would make sense, since the ambient was totally male. Second thirty missing calls, from him. I might got sick worried.
" why did you left?" Breaking the silence again I between us.
" I didn't feel well"
" so why you didn't pick up my phone calls, or answers any of my text?" Sounded pissed.
" my phone died"
My phone died. It is all it came at my mouth. It is the cheapest excuse of my lifetime. But I don't wanna tell him that I felt really uncbomfortable being arround of his friends, and that they started to asked me a bunch of nonsense, not to mention that they were already throwing nonsense by left and right.
" your phone die" repites" your phone dies, but when you got here you couldn't send me a text as I am fine" said pissed again.
Something was telling that he wasn't buying it that excuse. " I am sorry, I should text you, it just I felt horrible, so I went to sleep."
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Summer Of Broken Hearts.
HumorA broke up, woke up Marta to reality, she began to realise on her latest twenties about where did go her life. Although that she is comited to keep going with her life, she find herself on difficulties to find love and company to fild up the emptin...