"Ouch! My head! It really hurts. Bro, can you get me some water?"
"Bro? Who's bro?"
I feel dizziness and I'm seeing pretty blurd but I can recognize that it's not my room.
"Zhay, are you awake?"
I hear her voice. Who is that?
When I look towards her....
"Who are you?"
"I'm jenny, remember?"
Jenny?
When I heard that name I remembered last night in the bar.
"What are we doing here?"
"You're so drunk last night so, I let you sleep in my room."
"This is your room?"
"Yes."
"What did you do to me?"
"Well, let's revise your question. What did you do to me?"
"Ha? What? No!! I need to go home."
"No. Stay here, for a while."
"No!! Let me go."
"Hey!"
What a flirty woman. Woahhh!
** House
"Sir, Zhay it's already morning."
"I know yaya."
"You're mom and dad is in the dining room."
"What??!! They come home from New York?"
"Yes, sir. You better change your clothes quickly so, ma'am and sir will not find out that you got home just this morning."
"Thanks, yaya."
"No problem, sir."
** Dining Room
"Mom; Dad"
"Son, how are you?"
"I'm good."
"How is it being a manager in our company?"
"Fine."
"By the way, we met a nice girl in New York and I want you to meet her."
"Mom!!"
"What? I want her for you. She's graceful and her beauty is like a rose."
"Tssss.. I will meet her but we're just friends."
"Ok. It will start as a friend."
"Dad!!"
"What?"
Jessie's P.O.V.
My sister is here!!!
"Jessy!!!!"
"Patricia!!!!!!"
"I miss you, sis."
"I miss you too."
"Here's my souvenir for you"
"Thank you! You really know what I want."
"Because I'm your sister. By the way, I met this really nice family and they want me to meet their son."
"Do you already see their son?"
"No."
"Tss... Do not be too happy!! Maybe their son looks like a horse."
"HA-HA-HA!! I think, no because the mother is so beautiful and the father is so handsome maybe, their son is handsome too."
"I wish."
"Wait, let's talk about you.. How are you?"
While we're talking to each other my phone rings..
"Yes?"
[Good After noon, Ma'am Jessie Jaca.]
"Yes, ma'am? Can I help you?"
[Can we meet in the cafeteria? I just want to clarify something in my son's surname.]
"Ok, ma'am. I'll be there."
[Thank you!]
End of conversation..
"Who's that?"
"My client."
"Can I go with you?"
"Sure!"
While we were waiting for a taxi, my sister's phone rings..
"Hello?"
Who the hell is that?
"Sis, I'm sorry. I can't go with you. The parents I told you wants me to meet them in their office."
"It's alright."
"Maybe, next time."
"Ok. Bye!"
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Novela JuvenilDid somebody betrayed you? Did you choose over your best friend and your boyfriend? Did you do something wrong to others and feel guilty all of your life? Do you encounter the people that is better than you? Well, you need to read this. Enjoy and h...
