"He is pretty naive," I said accommodating the buttons of my shirt.
"He is just too good." He looked at himself in the mirror. His lips were puffy and pink. "Sometimes I think I don't deserve him."
"Do you really love him?
He sighed.
"I'm so tired of you asking that question."
"It's just that I don't understand you. Why do you do this if you love him that much to tie your life to his?"
"You would never understand."
"Understand what? That you are a cheater? That you are scared?"
He looked at the car ceiling. }
"I don't know, Scott, I like you, I really do but... he is my life, you know? The year he went to study in Germany to get his Master's degree, was the worst year in my life, I felt like dying, my parents even sent me to Berlin for a couple of months because I was physically sick. Even the weekends or weeks or months he stays away, working in Monterrey or Cancún are so boring, slow, and empty. He gives me a kind of happiness that no one else could give me. He knows me." He looks at me with his big bright eyes. "Believe me, Scott, if I could love you the way you want I would do it because I like you a lot. But I can't love you."
"Stop," I said. "Just stop, Mitch, I don't want to hear it."
He kept in silence and I started the engine.
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Love in Chipilo-Drabbles Scomiche
FanfictionScott's parents decided to retire in Mexico and chose Chipilo to live. He, in the middle of his 30's years old crisis and with nothing better to do goes and help his parents with the new house. One night Scott loved a boy married with the night, bu...
