Rebel because yes (English version)

Chapter 11

I imagine the number of times someone will have dragged me into similar situations, but the mere fact that Vanessa is the one who did that task for something to be removed in my stomach, and no, it was not all the alcohol I had ingested, I I liked its proximity and more the fact that I took it from my brother's idiot. That was a topic that puzzled me, why did it bother me that he approached him? Because at the moment and in the state I was feeling the urgent need to separate them as if I was really stupid and did not understand myself.
We arrived at a small table, surrounded by white cushioned chairs, where I suddenly felt like throwing my head to sleep. Without being able to control my movements I hit the leg of the table and fell on the couch, it was unintentionally I swear, and dragged Vanesa with me, leaving it under my half body. At first I laughed at my nerves or fart, I'm not sure, then I realized that she was not having a good time, so I tried to run to free her from my weight but I fell to the floor on my back. Those who were in the armchair on the other side of the table laughed and went to get up, since Vanesa found it impossible. He helped me settle in and sat next to me
-Vanesa: are you ok? Did you hit yourself? - I examined my back, head and face, not realizing it was too close to my face. -Ohh it was your worst little mistake ... -

-Christian: I'm fine, too good, could not be better, or I think I could ...- I said feeling his breath in my pear. I ran a finger over her jaw and left it under her chin and getting even closer if possible and kissed her very slowly, she didn't run but didn't respond to the kiss either. After ten seconds when I tasted his lips, I pulled away and examined his face, it was red and he jumped up.
-Vanesa: I see that you are well, I better go, and better lie down a bit- and turned around nervously to leave-
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard towards me, she was sitting ... I couldn't stand up even if I wanted to
-Christian: do not go so fast, I'm sorry for that, is that it is not the first time I feel that your lips invite me to try them, I could not resist forgiveness- and I hugged her by the hips like a child hugs her mother-
She froze and winced with my father's scream
-Leonardo: Christian, what are you doing !? Let her go! - I released her and she took 2 steps back - look at the state you are, you took the freedom of 18 years seriously, didn't you? Well don't believe that you will get rid of my scolding young man, this party is over for you
And if ... I don't know how I got to my bed, how many hours I had slept or what exactly had happened. When I stood up I felt that my head was exploding and a huge desire to vomit made me jump from the bed and run to the bathroom- great, the mixture felt fatal, I was not going to recover from this for years-

I took a shower, brushed my teeth and left the bathroom wrapped in a gray towel at my waist, barefoot and with messy hair. In the hall I am shocked by Thomas who gives me a look of hate and hits my shoulder. If it hadn't been for the shit I felt I would have hit the jerk. I just looked back at him and kept walking until I entered my room. I put on a white boxer with the dark gray elastic and throw myself back to bed. I had not calmed my headache, stomach jumble or sleep. Until a knock on my door makes me startle. Mom calling me, I didn't answer, she just slowly opened the door and peeked out her face
-Marie Anne: get up that I know you're awake
-Christian: Shhhhh my head hurts
-Marie Anne: what a way to begin your adulthood, you drank to the water of the vases- strong steps were heard that rumbled in my head and the door opens with a push-
-Leonardo: you get up!!!!! and before you say that your head hurts I warn you, I do not want complaints, or bad faces with your brother, or that it takes you more than two minutes to dress and take your drunken back towards the dining room, the family is gathered waiting for you- he said my father with a thick voice that pumpkin my brain- and another thing..- he pointed at me with his index finger- away from Vanessa, I don't want to have to take off again from her, do you understand me? -
Wait to?? Not that it was a sticker - what is he talking about - I looked at my mother with a confused face and she gestured for me to wait until Dad left the room-
-Marie Anne: not only did you kiss and corner Vanesa, but you also hit your brother because he danced with her. We couldn't hold you back, they were like sick jealousy, I don't know, you were in a rage.