TE PIENSO

TE PIENSO CAPITULO 2: I need to think

I'm already in the living room. I'm processing what happened with Cecilia's brother, I have no head. The worst thing is that my friend was with my ex and I saw it in HD, 3D, and live. I'm sure they'll give me an explanation. Diego approaches and tells me:

-Are you okay? - He says worriedly

Wait, do I look that bad?

-No, the truth not - I say without thinking

-Why did, what happen? Insists

So cute, but I don't want to tell you the truth

-My sister called me saying that she is very ill, it seems that she has disliked eating something from the street so she told me and you know if she has something and if she is ill, I get very bad.

Well, it is the truth but that she is not ill, but I do not want to hear and know that my friend is at home with my ex, also her brother. I need to go home to think. Being here makes me nervous, angry, and confused. If I stay, I think I will do nonsense.

-I'm very sorry and why don't you go home? - She says

- My cousin will come to pick me up but it will take time - I say

-And if I take you? - He says worriedly

- Okay- I mumble

Without having anything ashamed and without being able to hide it, my suffering begins through my eyes, falling drops, thin threads of tears as if I were shedding blood, for such suffering that I feel. Hugs me. I need it. I want to vent to someone, but not to him. The boys, seeing my state of vulnerability that I have, immediately come to me worried. Diego tells them and they are very sorry that my sister is sick and they ask me to calm down, but she is not my sister, she is my friend. Santiago offers me water. They will be heavy with me, but when I am sad they are always there with me as I am with them. Once they told me that they don't like to see me sad and I am surprised by such confection. I always give them help, advice, and encouragement as Mom says so they do not derail. I always let them know that I don't like their immature behavior at all, they laugh to make it clear. They always tell me all their things, with hair and details, and sometimes I think like them. They are my friends but sometimes they don't deserve to be called that. I think I overdo it, but they must realize that I am not just any friend and treating me as I deserve.

-Let's go? - says Diego

-Yes, come on - I say

But when I open I see my friend with Falabella bags, very radiant and with a smile from ear to ear. I'm super stunned but how is it here? Only ten minutes passed. Confused seeing me, he immediately throws the bags on the floor and hugs me. She accepted them, I need her. Then I let go of her and explain that I have to go home to see my sister. I lie. She hugs me but doesn't quite believe what I say. You know me so well but now I won't tell the truth, just for now. He gestures to me when I get on the linear motorcycle with Diego and I see myself forced to touch his marked abdomen and smell his delicious perfume, everyone knows that Diego likes me and they do everything possible so that he is with him but I don and more now. The fact that I met my friend's brother left me intrigued, restless, and speechless. I feel frustrated just thinking about it. Get home. Diego insists on accompanying me to the third floor. In the end, I win. I always get my way. For now. He starts caressing the oval of my face, attaching his forehead to mine and he tells me:

-I'm really sorry, I don't like to see you sad, my heart breaks ... you know I would like to get a beautiful smile from your lips- he murmurs

- You don't need to apologize; you haven't done anything wrong, have you? - He raised an eyebrow. I continue: you know I thank you with all my heart for caring about me and for bringing me to my house.