CHAPTER 05

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Alec

Meeting Harriet, sometimes, I think that it was the worst thing that happened in my life and, the best. I always felt confused in respect to this sometimes to me. She interfered in my life, was irritating and a lot curious. I always detested when my mother I did this, imagine when it's somebody that I badly know doing this? I get furious. However, I continued being worried about her, protective of her.

And she decided to meet with a boy who she badly knows. Knowing that, left me stunned. How could I allow that the girl, who I considered a sister, went out with a boy who I do not know? I was dull, a lot dull. I must have asked some questions as: when did she meet him. His full name. Where does he live. This type of questions.

Sometimes, I felt like an older brother, exactly knowing that we have the same age. This was so contradictory.

I couldn't stop thinking about this during my work in the store and the night, when I knew that she was there, with the boy. Not knowing what was happening, annoyed me. I even thought about going there, but I did not remember if she had said the place to me or if she really said me where she would go to go with the such, because exactly that I searched in my memory, I couldn't find an answer. I was angry with her.

While I waited notice of her night, I got in my room playing music in the guitar. I was hearing music in my old Discman, trying to accompany notes and, sometimes, risked something different. I nor knew that I knew that music all, until I perceived that I was crooning it together with the vocalist. I increased the voice to accompany the rhythm.

I was playing Open Your Eyes by Snow Patrol I remembered myself that I heard that music with Harriet when she had closed her eyes and kept moving her head when we were in the library in that week. I got irritated, a lot irritated because, I stopped playing, I kept the guitar with anger and I took the CD that Harriet loaned of my Discman I threw it inside the backpack. I never wanted to hear that music.

The brothers usually feel like this, right? Thus But nothing he justified my attitude. E I got braver, very mad at myself for really not to could to understand because I acted of that form and when I saw in the next day, the only thing that I wanted to do was to move away from her. And I could. I hurt her. I did not think that it was to hear me.

I finished a lot perceiving that wise Harriet as well as moving away itself from somebody. To the times it found that it was her natural skill to make that.

I lost time to bind later that I acted of that form, I know, but I wanted to show that it mattered to me with it. I waited that Harriet I understood this. E as I waited! Already skirt of the work had lost the hope when. It would not take care of to me and because, I wondered when seeing my telephone to touch. It was with anger in the telephone and I did not know I was myself of me, really.

I know that I must have IDO for my house, to stay with my mother, but something inside of me wanted to think it to be able to forgive me. When I arrived in the garden, it was concentrated looking at for the nothing. Her hair was rampaged because of the wind; she dressed a long black coat that was adjusted in her waist. Her hands were inside of the pockets. I came close to it and I hugged it in the shoulder. The nose was red and the mouth a little dry.

I kissed her forehead and nor I know for which reason I acted thus. I think that only he wanted to demonstrate something that a brother could make at that moment. We do not chat per long minutes and he did not want to ask for which reason it had called me until there. We only stay looking at the dusk, the people walking it garden and to feel the temperature to lower as the night whitewashes.

It did not seem more so sad me, but I wanted to excuse myself. Harriet became the important for me and I perceived during that afternoon without clouding to speak with it, that more live without it could not. I would not only admit everything this, because I had as much certainty that it would go to take advantage of me and the friendship that we had constructed.

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