The next afternoon, I was walking towards the place we'd arranged to meet with Ander, for the usual purpose, when I saw Guzman leaving that place and walking towards me.
Shit
When he saw me he said "hey, what are you doing here?" So he didn't know.
"I, um, I wanted to walk, so I came here" I lied and noticed his face "is everything ok?"
"Yes yes, everything's fine. I'm going home are you coming back with me?"
"I want to walk some more"
"Ok, but don't linger on this place for too long, please. Call me if you want to pick you up when you're done."
"Ok, thank you" I said and kissed his cheek. Two minutes after he left, I started walking again.
I found Ander sitting on a bench, waiting for me.
"Hey" I said and I didn't wait for him to say it back. I sat on his lap and started kissing him.
I was kissing his neck, feeling him hard beneath me. "You have no idea how much I enjoy it, when you text me that you want to meet me for that reason. For the fourth time in one day. Like today." He said with a smirk on his face.
"It seems you got me addicted to your dick, Ander" I said, and undid his pants.
When I got home, I saw Guzman sitting in the living room, still full clothed. He was holding his head on his hands. I sat beside him and asked him "don't tell me that everything's fine again, cause it's clearly not. So what happened?"
"I saw Ander buying drugs" No...
"What? When?"
"When I saw you earlier. I'd just seen him buying from a guy."
"Shit"
"I don't know what to do, Iréne, he's my best friend. I can't let him destroy himself" I knew Ander was struggling with tennis and his father. But... drugs? Even though he knew what had happened with Marina?
"And..." Guzman continued, his face so sad that it almost broke my heart.
"What?" He hesitated "Guzman, you might be a pain in my ass most of the times, but you can tell me everything, you know that right?"
He smiled a bit at that. "Yes. I know..." he took a deep breath and said "I searched for my parents. My biological ones"
"Oh"
"But it seems I was ten years late. Drug overdose." He said with a sad smile. "I don't want the same thing to happen to him"
I hugged him tightly. "Guzman... nothing will happen to Ander. Everything will be fine in the end." I knew tears were escaping my eyes. My brother's real parents... "and I want you to remember that you have a family that loves you so so much. We'll always be there for you. I'll be there for you. Always. And I love you"
"Thank you, Iréne" I could tell he was crying too "I love you too. And sorry for being a pain in your ass." He said and we both laughed.
I'd just walked in school with Guzman two days later, when Ander appeared in front of us "what the fuck man" he said and pushed Guzman.
I knew what this was about.
"You fucking ruined everything" Ander was literally yelling in Guzman's face. "As if my father wasn't already pushing me hard enough!"
"Ander, you're my best friend. I won't let you destroy yourself"
"And you had to tell my parents? That was the only way? I fucking hate you!" Ander said and began walking away.
"Ander..." I said, but he didn't look back.
"Fuck!" Guzman growled.
"It's not your fault... you did what you had to do... he'll get over it" I gave him a reassuring smile.
"I don't know Iréne... I just don't know anymore.." and with that, he left.
I walked towards the way Ander had gone, and found him sitting on an outside bench. His hands were tight fists resting on his knees...
"Don't say a word. Just go away". He didn't even look at me. He was really mad
"Ander... don't be mad. He cares about you. That's why he did it."
"Don't fucking tell me what to do. And I said leave me the fuck alone!"
"No, Ander. You need to understand" I was standing in front of him but he wasn't looking at me "Me and Guzman... we talked about it. And we decided that-"
His head shot up and he looked at me "You decided? You decided about my fucking life?" He stood up, towering over me. "You don't even care about me. What made you believe you had any right to make decisions about me?" He was basically spitting the words in my face and I was starting to get irritated too.
"I care about you Ander and you know that! I care about you because you're my friend! I cared before and I care now! So I think I have every damn right to try to protect you from doing such a bullshit! And you better suck it up because I won't let you harm yourself you fucking asshole!"
"I don't need your protection! Neither yours or Guzman's. You have no idea what I'm going through!"
"Then tell me! Tell someone! You don't have to get through this alone."
"Just leave me alone, Iréne.."
I didn't want to waste my time any longer trying to convince him, so I left.
After school I went to Lu's with Carla. I was still a bit upset about what had happened with Ander, but I didn't bring it up in front of Carla.
We were talking about some plans we had "why not go on Monday? Is Polo available?" Lu asked.
"I don't know, he isn't talking to me" Carla replied
"I thought you were the one who was mad. And now he isn't talking to you?" I asked. I was really confused with their relationship. One day Polo is all worried about why Carla doesn't respond to his messages, then they fight about Christian, gods above, and then he isn't taking to her.
"Look, darling" Lu cut in, "he blew up for whatever reason. You must not let him do whatever he wants with you. You are more powerful than that!"
"I love girl power" I said and then started fooling around on my phone, while listening to what else they said about the matter.
I was scrolling through my Instagram when a notification popped on my screen...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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