Dimelo Papi | Zabdiel De Jesus

Chapter 20: Happy Birthday, Camila

"Hola, Emily. Hace mucho tiempo que no te miro." Zabdiel greets Emily with a hug.

"Gracias por dejarme pasar tu cumple contigo." Zabdiel kisses my cheek and then sits down next to me. He has large teddy bear holding a gift with him.

We order our food and soon it's brought to us. I laugh at my sister and Zabdiel because they are struggling to eat sushi with chopsticks.

"Así se hace." I grab a piece of sushi with chopsticks and feed it to Zabdiel. He chews it while we both stare at each other.

"Ya empezaron los enamorados." Emily teases us.

The waiters of the restaurant come with a cake and sing me happy birthday. I close my eyes and blow the candles.

"¡Tiempo de abrir los regalos!" Emily says excitedly. "Abre el de tu hermana primero."

I open the large white box. Emily's first gift is high heeled white thigh-high boots causing me to giggle. She also gets me merch from my favorite soccer team, Real Madrid. The back of the jersey says "Cami" with the number seventeen.

"¡Gracias, Emi!" I say with a bright smile. "Ya sé que es difícil regalarme cosas del Real Madrid como le vas al Barcelona." I laugh.

I then go to the teddy bear Zabdiel got me with the gift attached to it. The first thing I open is a collage in a large frame with old pictures of us. This gift instantly warms my heart. I see that there's another gift and when see it well I see that it is a pastel pink Chanel handbag.

"Zabdiel." I gasp. "No tenías que hacer esto." I look at the handbag.

"Pero lo quise hacer. Ahorre desde hace mucho para comprarte esto, mami. ¿No te gusto?" He raises an eyebrow.

"¡Me encanto! Muy amable de tu parte. Tú sabes que no me importan estás cosas pero gracias. Siempre tan trabajador, eres el mejor." I say and give him a hug.

"Vete pa' mi casa." I tell Zabdiel after the dinner and then he heads to his car.

Zabdiel

I'm already at Camila's gate of her home and I wait for her arrival. Moments later I see her car and she opens the gates.

"Gracias a los dos por acompañarme en mi día." She thanks Emily and I once we're inside.

"De nada, mi niña. Tú sabes que te queremos y hiciéramos lo que sea por ti." Emily says.

Since it's only 9 at night and it's a Friday night, Camila and I think it's a good idea to invite the rest of the boys here. All of the eleven boys come to the house later on.

"A mi se me hace que son novios." Joel smirks while sipping his drink.

"No, no." Camila giggles. "Somos amigos nomas. Nos conocimos hace dos años." She explains.

"Yeah right. Por eso acaban de cenar juntos." Yoandri says.

"También fue mi hermana." She points out.

Although Camila is saying we're not together, for me we are. I've always belonged to her.

The boys stay for a while longer and as much as I get jealous when some of them are around Camila, I had a amazing time. It's always fun with my brothers and Camila.

"¿No vas a ir pa' la casa?" Christopher asks me since we live together.

"Si pero más al rato." I tell him.

"¡Gracias todos por venir, chicos!" She thanks them as they're leaving. All of the boys and I sing her happy birthday and then they're gone.

Camila and I decide to head up stairs in her room. As we're laying down I pull her closer to me and she doesn't hesitate.

"Me encanta que desde que te vi aquí en Miami tienes puesto el anillo que te di." I say while holding her hand. This means that even when we weren't together, we both still had our promise rings on.

"Esa fue nuestra promesa, que nos íbamos amar pase lo que pase." She says.

"¿Te puedo enseñar cuánto te amo?" I ask her. I need to show her that I love her. I'm dying to make love to her. It's not just about the pleasure but when I'm with Camila, I feel something too powerful in my mind and soul.

I climb on top of her and press my lips into hers. I've been sexually deprived for almost two years that I don't know if I can control myself. I quickly remove my shirt and resume to kissing her neck.

As I'm kissing and sucking on her neck like if it was my last time, she starts shifting uncomfortably. I feel her tense up and her eyes do a sad look.

"Mami, ¿estás bien?" I ask worried.

"Si, sigue." she tells me and I resume.

I realize she doesn't want this because she isn't doing anything. I don't want to do this while she's tense and uncomfortable so I stop before we even start anything. I put my shirt back on and sit down on the bed. I don't want to force her into anything.

"Me puedes decir que tienes, confía en mí. ¿Algo pasó que no me hayas contado?" I caress her face.

"Nada," she lies. "Solo no estoy lista todavia."

"¿Te puedo contar algo?" I say to her.

"Claro." she nods.

"El año pasado mis padres se divorciaron. Estaba muy deprimido y te necesitaba a mi lado." I confess in hopes of her confessing to me as well. Yo siento que algo tiene Camila.

"Con razón no está tu papá aquí. Pero lo siento mucho como viera querido consolarte en ese momento. ¿Como te sientes ahorita?" She asks me while holding me in her arms.

"Día a día me doy cuenta que fue para lo mejor. No es fácil pero estoy agradecido por tenerlos los dos aunque no estén juntos." I explain to her.

"Sin duda tu mami y papi te aman y eso es lo que importa." She says.

"¿Segura que no me quieres decir nada?" I ask suspiciously.

"Ya te dije que no." She bites her lip. I'm kind of mad that she doesn't want to admit something's wrong but when she bites her full lip it distracts me.

"Ya se está haciendo tarde." I tell her.

"Te acompaño afuera." She says.

"Gracias por los regalos y por pasar mi cumple conmigo." She thanks me once outside.

"Gracias a ti, mi vida. Feliz cumpleaños una vez más." I peck her lips and head to my car.

As I'm driving I try to think of what was wrong with Camila. Did I do something wrong? I have to get her to admit to me what's wrong sooner or later.

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