When we hung up, I took a deep breath and went to Marina's room...
She wasn't there. I felt a bit relieved. But I knew that at some we had to talk.Days were passing. The party at school was in a few days. It seemed as if nothing had changed, but so many things had.
Lu wasn't at school but we were talking every day. I needed that. I wasn't talking to Ander, even if he constantly tried to reach out to me. So Lu was always there for me, especially when I felt like shit. It was like a new chapter to our friendship.
Marina wasn't talking to anyone.
I had postponed our conversation until one morning, the day before the party, that she was acting weird at the breakfast table.
Our parents had told her that she was about to get an abortion. She had just apologized for everything and then said that she loved us all.
When I got the chance, I reached out to her.
"Marina" I found her in her room. When she saw me she threw something under her bed, I didn't manage to see what it was. I didn't ask though, I just sat next to her. "Do you want to talk?"
Her face was soft. She wasn't angry or ready to pick a fight, but she said, "not really"
"Marina..." I sighed, "you are pregnant. And it's Nano's. I'm not here to judge you. I just wish you'd told me yourself. And I didn't have to learn it the way I did. Nor me or Guzman."
She hugged me tightly, "I'm sorry, Irène. I didn't want all this to happen. I love you all so much..." she withdrew, "I heard what happened to Ander... are you alright?"
She was trying to change the subject. That was ok since she didn't feel like talking about her pregnancy. "Yes, yes I'm alright... I was worried, but... we're not seeing each other anymore, so..."
"Oh. I hadn't realized that." She seemed a bit ashamed. When I had ended things with Ander she wasn't talking to anyone. And then I was a mess and didn't care about anything and.... and then everything happened. "Why?"
"It just... that thing we had, it would ruin their friendship with Guzman. And... Guzman was in a bad place and he almost caught us doing... things, and... if he found out he would kill him... so I had to end it. It broke my heart. It still does. But I had to." I still hadn't admitted to myself the reason it broke my heart... but I knew it, deep down, I knew...
"I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you. I don't know if it's too late but..." she seemed to be considering her next words, "I would've told you to do the opposite thing."
I frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Iréne. You're in love with Ander."
My eyes were wide open, "What? No no no it's not that it's just-"
"Hey hey hey. Just admit it. You know it yourself. You love him. And I'm sure that he does too."
I was looking at my hands.
"So, I think that you should've told Guzman everything. Ok, maybe skip the part that you were just fucking and since you were both clearly in love with each other, you should've just told Guzman that you were dating. Maybe he wouldn't react very positively at first... but I think he'd prefer for you to be with Ander, than any other asshole. And I'm telling you this now because i think you can still do it. Is not too late."
Yes. She was right. And... I could finally see it... "Thank you" I hugged her tightly.I was thinking about what she'd said during the drive to school. And... and I didn't know if it was because I missed Ander so fucking much... but it seemed like the right thing to do. I missed Ander. I loved Ander. Yes. That was the truth. I loved him. And by the way he was acting... I think he actually did love me too.
When I stepped through the school gate, I immediately spotted Ander next to his locker. I ran to him. I was sure. I wanted him. I was doing the right thing. Not for anyone else, but for myself. For once...
"Ander." I told him when I reached him. I was slightly panting.
He looked at me "hey" he seemed surprised and confused. The bruises were nowhere to be found on his face. "What is it?" Judging by his tone, he was also worried.
"I need to talk to you. I-I thought some things through, and... I think-"
"Hello love" a sweet voice sounded from behind him. And then a sweet faced girl put her hand around his waist.
I didn't think I was breathing.
"H-hey, Alison.." he said.
She kissed his cheek. And then she looked at me. "You're Iréne, right? Guzman's sister, I've heard about you. I'm Alison!" Her figure was slim and she was slightly shorter than me. She was probably in our year. I just hadn't noticed her before.
"Hi Alison. Nice to meet you..." I hoped my lie wasn't so obvious. At least not to her, cause Ander clearly knew that if I could, I would kill her immediately. "Well, um, I have to go now... so, have fun.."
"Iréne, wait." He said. I pretended I didn't hear him. He didn't come after me.
I wanted to scream. No it couldn't be... he couldn't have done that to me... If he loved me...
He didn't.
I didn't stay at school. I left. I was about to cry, and I didn't want anyone to see me.
I texted Guzman to tell him that I wasn't feeling so good, so that he wouldn't worry when he didn't see me there, and then I called Lu. I went to her home. I told her what Marina had told me and that I was ready to do it... and then I told her what had happened that day. I couldn't keep my tears from falling...
She tried to make me forget about it by telling about the party tomorrow, but it didn't work... I just kept on crying...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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