Buscando el camino

Buscando el camino

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Recuerdo la última vez que vi a mis padres, papá tenía una sonrisa en el rostro mientras sacudía la mano en señal de despedida, mamá forzaba una sonrisa tratando de esquivar mi mirada. Tengo fresca en la memoria ese día, recuerdo haber entrado a la sala de espera conteniendo las ganas de llorar y haber subido al avión tratando de no derrumbarme, consolando a mi corazón con "todo estará bien", "es lo mejor que puedo hacer para darles la vida que se merecen", patrañas. Si hubiera sabido que esa iba a ser la última vez que los vería, habría escogido no subir a ese avión... que al final terminó llevándome al lugar de mis peores pesadillas...
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I stroke her hair and whisper "cry and let it all out, don't bottle it up." As these words leave my mouth I can feel her body start shaking, seconds later she is crying. Clutching my shirt and crying like the whole universe is coming to an end, like her world has toppled down. She is in pain, and her pain is damn deep. But before anything else happens, she backs away, leaving my body cold and in need for her. She wipes her tears with the back of her hand and speaks, the letters heavy on her throat "I don't need you, I hate you." Her words stab me a hundred times, I wish I had died before hearing these words come out of her mouth. It is like getting run over by a truck but worse. Like getting hit with a lightning but worse. She walks away from me, and goes looking for Doruk. I watch as she finds him and leads him to the car. I don't just stop here, I move. I go toward my car and follow them. There is no going back. She'll be mine. (Sequel to In My Blood)

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