I woke up in Otto's bed, I was in his room. It remainds me a bit on my teens, but in a cool way. He have many books there inside. Also some small statues or pop's toy from star wars.
Otto was hugging me like if I were his favourite Teddy bear. I can feel his arms arround my torse, and his breathing in my neck. I turn arround looking at him. I can see his angelica sleepy face. I make like small complain when I move to turn to him, and keep sleeping like a baby.
I am playing very softly with his blond curls, he seems not complain about. I was drawing small circles and on his left ear. Seems he likes it, because doesn't have intentions of open his eyes.
I was looking at him, and some way I am back the first morning waking up with Lydia. It was the first time I brought Lydia to my house. It was our first sleep over. I am confuss. I am so confuss, that I am affraid of this. Don't get me wrong. I do like Otto. I truly do like Otto, he is a good man. He is showing his contry without leaving me behind. He is worried of food and that I am having the best food experience. Nobody does that to some one who met the first time in a cafe shop.
I am angry. Not to him, he ain't do nothing to angry me. I am sad. Not because of him again, but because somehow Lydia remaind in my heart. I still bleading out, and I don't know what to do. I want to really move on. I want to explore this thing with Otto. My affraid it was if Lydia left me by her own or by my lies. Will Otto do the same? Will I them be able to move really on?
So many question. It has been nearly five to six months, and I still can not get over it this shit. Will I be free to open up to Otto one day?, and won't be too late?. I took a deep breath. Otto wakes up, and he stare at me.
" good morning, sleepy beauty, how did you sleep tonight?" I asked while I am hopping being realist by his arms.
" good morning" he said, and then he hides his face on my shoulder I sleep like a baby" he answered.
" I can feel it" I said, while I scratch his head." But I have some news", he got looking at me quiet bothered.
" what?"
" I need to go to the toilet" i said like a little girl. His cold eyes begain to tender.
" oh, I am sorry, I was a bit concern that you would freak out, because we slept in the same bed." He joke.
" hahaha, very funny" Making a little funny face" now I am seriuos I need the toilet" I repit myself.
He relisme from his arms, I move quickly to the toilet. I sat down pretty quick on the bath and I just let go. A went to the livingroom, he was preparing coffee for two. Making some breakfast. I just sat down and wait. I didn't said anything. I still being confuss, there are many photos with his girlfriend. And I still lost on my thought. He puts a plate of eggs bacon and avocado toast, and coffee.
" let's dig in" he said. I starlet for a moment. Inwas on my thoughts and he just broke that moment. " so you just have next week, and then there's someone waiting for you?" Opening a conversation.
" well, other than Sara to complain about her boyfriend, and Cara to go on holidays, no one else." I answered while I bit the toast.
" what about your girlfriend?, you mentioned the day of the beach"
" we took a time"
" seems more a broke up"
" well, we split, shit happens Otto. "
He still cutting his breakfast and eating a bit faster that I do. I don't feel to talk about Lydia but something is telling me that he has to asked.
" so you guys broke up, how come?" Chewing his toast.
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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...