I was reading the newspaper when I heard "Mom!" And I knew something was wrong. I ran to the bathroom but Rafaela was already there.
"It's okay Lex, go back to the leaving room" I was so furious because I couldn't know anything about Lis. I nodded and left.
A couple of seconds later I heard cries and "I don't know which one is it" I forgot about about it and thought 'Girl problems' and went back to reading.
I knew something was definitely wrong because suddenly Lis wouldn't eat nothing, not even drink water. She looked so sick and needed medical attention. I talked to Rafaela and convinced her to take her to the hospital. I called Gio and he got us to the nearest hospital possible, and yes she was dehydrate and something else I could feel it in my bones but neither Rafaela nor Angelica told me.
After the fourth day there, the girls left to the cafeteria and I went to the room amd see she was a little pale but better. I talked to her even when she was sleep and said "Baby? I want you to know that I'm here for you, either you like it or not. I'm not going anywhere, I love you too much to leave you while you're here, suffering... because of me. I want you to know that I never wanted you to die, I know I told you many times that I didn't care wether you died or not but that night when you took the pills I was terrified that could've lose you, it pained me when everytime I told you that I didn't care because of course I did. I want you to know that I fucked all those girls out of just pleasure but you were the one always in my mind. And I want you to know that if I lose you, the world will lose me too, because I'm going to follow you to the house of death, no matter what. I love you" I didn't touch her because I know she has some kind of problem, because no man can come close to her and I know that what Mateo and Pablo said it's true. So I left.
Two weeks later she finally left the hospital and I bought Rafaela a house and told her to not tell Lis about it, because she won't live there if she knew.
I visited them and she looked so much better, in fact she looked a little bigger on the waist. Rafaela gave me five minutes alone with her, the bedroom was very big that's why. "How are you?" I asked.
"Better" one word reply.
"What happened to you Lis? What got you sick"
"Nothing" again.
"Okay, so are you ready?"
"For what?" Two, process.
"To tell me what happened at Pablo's"
"Don't want to talk about it" a while sentence, much better.
"I promise that if you tell me, I'll leave and never bother you again" she gave a weird look.
"Do you really want to know the truth?" She stood up, took her clothes off, showing me her bruised body "I was raped, for a week by my brother's psychotic brother, and all I could do was pray to God that you come to rescue me, and take the pain away. And at the charity event, you stood there, you saw what he did and you didn't even move a finger, in fact you looked away. Do you know what they did to me when we got to his house?" She turned around and showed me her back, she had marks but no any type of marks, deep ones. "But then I knew you weren't coming so I escaped, and you locked me up like a dog, you hurt me for lying to you when I goddamned didn't, and you called me a traitor when I told you why I was there and how, but you didn't believed me. And you know what I hate you more than ever because in that week I admitted my love for you" those words made a promise, to torture me to the end of my days.
"I didn't mean to hurt you I just..."
"Save it Alexander, I don't want to hear it. I just want you to go as far away from me as possible. And you know what else, I'm pregnant that's why I was in the hospital, I nearly died, and what hurts the most is that I don't know if... Lucca or Pablo or even you ar the father, and I'm against abortion so no, I won't abort an unloving baby" Pregnant? I tried to touch her hand but she slapped it away. "Don't, a man's touch is the last thing I want right now, especially yours" she had an problem alright, she dressed again, I turned around and walked away from her as promise. A promise I'll forever regret.
