Camila
Since I told Zabdiel everything on Monday, I haven't left the house at all. It's been 3 days since everything happened making today Thursday and I haven't done anything productive, I just mostly stay in bed and cry and sulk. Everyone text and calls me except Zabdiel. He hasn't even contacted me. He truly ended things just like he said he would.
I've been feeling nothing but pathetic these past three days. Zabdiel is right though, I am pathetic.
As I get out of the bathroom after showering I see that I have many missed calls. At first I get excited because I think it's Zabdiel but then I realize it's his mom. She calls again while my phone is in my hand but I press ignore. She texts me after I press ignore.
Márcame cuando puedas, por favor. The text reads.
I have nothing left to lose if I call her. Even if Zabdiel and I never speak again I still want to keep in contact with Noemi because she has been an amazing and kind person to me. I want to explain everything to her as well. Before I can make up my mind I call her.
"Buenas tardes, Camila." Noemi says formally through the phone. She sounds different.
"Buenas tardes." I say back because I don't have anything else to say. Wow, this is so awkward.
"¿Crees que puedas venir a visitarme?" She asks.
"No se," I bite my lip. I don't want to see anybody or leave this house.
"Creo que necesitamos hablar." She says and she's right.
"Creo que estaría mejor si usted viniera a mi casa, en verdad no tengo fuerzas para salir." I say honestly.
"Te entiendo. ¿Que horas puedo venir para tu casa?"
"Cuando tú quieras." I answer.
"Aquí te dejo. Adiós, te veo en una hora." She tells me.
Like Noemi said, she comes to my house in an hour. I hear the doorbell ring and I emotionally and mentally prepare myself to receive her.
"Pase, Noemi." I welcome her into my home. "¿No quieres nada de tomar?" I'm already dreading this moment.
"Estoy bien, gracias... ¿Camila, ¿estas bien?" She asks worriedly. I feel like I am going to burst into tears at any moment.
"...Pues... No, no lo estoy." I say before bursting into tears.
"Ya mi niña." Noemi comforts me in a hug.
"Vamos a sentarnos." I quickly say. I don't want to make myself look like the victim but I couldn't help but to start crying when I saw her.
She's sitting on the other leather sofa of the living room while I'm sitting on the other one. I don't even look at her I just look around the room awkwardly. I don't have anything to say.
What I did to Zabdiel was the worst thing I could've done to him. ¿Como puedo ver a Noemi después de haber lastimado muchísimo a su hijo?
"Lastimaste a Zabdiel." She begins.
"Lo sé." I look down. Is this why she came? To tell me something I already knew?
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