Mi Amor

Emotionless

I turned to see the man who walked into the kitchen while trying to briskly wipe away my tears.
Man: lo siento señorita
Kara: what?
Man: oh I'm sorry, I just assumed... What's wrong? Are you okay?

This man was gorgeous, not as good looking as Fernando but I don't know, there was something alluring about this man.

Kara: yeah, I'm sorry I've just been having a rough few days.

Man: I'm sorry love, anything I can do?

Kara: No, but thank you

I weakly smiled at the man, he smiled back and nodded before turning to leave.

Kara: what's your name?

Man: Matteo, and yours?

Kara: Kara

Matteo stepped closer and grasped my hand before placing a soft kiss on top of it. I held my breath.

Matteo: Kara... Beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I wish I could stay and talk but unfortunately I have to go speak with my hard headed brothers. I hope everything gets better for you Kara.

He smiled a breath taking smile towards me and my stomach flipped before churning when I processed what he had just said. Brothers?!?

Kara: Brothers?!

Matteo chuckled.

Matteo: Fernando and Jorge are my brothers. I know I'm much better looking *wink* There are five of us but myself and the others choose to keep a distance from Fernando and Jorge for reasons.... But I may have to visit more often if it means seeing you again.

I blushed like a fool. Ugh it all started connecting in my mind, the similarities between Matteo and Fernando. I guess the similarities were only physical.

Matteo: I really must go, it was a pleasure meeting you Kara. Adios

Kara: Adios...

As I watch Matteo exit the kitchen I see him approach Jorge who makes eye contact with me and glares. Urgh he's so vile. Why can't Fernando and Jorge act more like Matteo?

Matteo and Jorge leave my view so I decided to go back upstairs to my room to take a shower. As I began to go up the stairs, Fernando was walking down looking as if he got hit by a truck. He looked at me and I saw nothing. He was emotionless, his eyes were filled with nothing. I turned and started walking down the hall way to my room, stealing a glance back at Fernando. He's broken