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Today i could finally leave the hospital. I felt like maybe it was my chance to start over.
I called Emilio to asked if he could come over because i had a special connection with him. Maybe we were best friends and like i would tell him everything.
I was about to leave the hospital, when Emilio arrived in a red car. Red car. Red car.
Flashes backs of what happened that night played in my head over and over again.
I opened the door, and saw that charming smile he gave me. We were really best friends, i feel like he was a bad boy always flirting with girls.
"Hey." He laughed, "ready to have fun"
"What are you talking about" i asked.
"Have fun. We are going dancing" he announced.
"Dancing?" I repeated in disbelief.
"Yup. Lets go" he pressed the gas pedal. I wondered why i could forget such a kind of person. I mean Emilio had this whole vibe around, like he is happy. This vibe can be felt 2000 kilometres away.
When we came at an insertion, there was another memory.
It was raining, really raining let hell. I was playing x-box with my brother Logan.
Walking downstairs after yet another game i had lost... i had the voices of my mother and father fighting.
"Hahaha really funny Pam" Father fake laughed, they were supposed to be cooking but i felt like there was more than that.
"Can you think about the kids? I mean, we don't love each other anymore than what do we tell them... there young?" Mother asked father.
"The truth"
"The truth? Maybe we could extend the truth a bit. I mean we are divorcing." Mother whisper yelled.
"Who cares. They would want to know what really happened."
Jake was running up the stairs, he had his earbuds in but as he ran up the steps he noticed me.
Grabbing my sleeve he pulled me upstairs and into Logan's room. When the door closed, Logan and Jake spent the whole night trying to calm me down... soon Charlie ran in the room full of energy.
It was really funny, because Charlie face planted. I never laughed as much as i did in that night. It was the funniest thing ever.
The car came to a stop in front of this weird place. The music was booming, and at the sound of it, it was spanish.
"We arrived" Emilio stated in his normal spanish accent.
"Oh great. Im with a guy who speaks horrible english" i laughed.
"I speak goodly english" Emilio retorted.
"My point proven. Anyway why are we here? I hate dancing." I stated closing the door to the car.
Emilio chuckled, his eyes glistening. "Isn't it obvious. We are here to have fun"
"Fun?"
"Fun" he repeated.
"Fun?"
"Fun!"
"Fun?" I said still unsure.
"Fun, now come on"
"Im sorry Emilio but i don't think we shared the same opinion of fun. I prefer we go to my place and watch a movie." I told, looking at the direction of the door.
"We are already here" he pushed me inside the door of the club.
