This story begins exactly 13 years ago, when I was only 7 years old and the house next to mine was occupied by a couple and their children, in the beginning it was difficult, after all they were complete strangers and my parents just decided that every end on weekdays we would all have dinner together, because according to my mother, we had to be supportive and integrate them into our neighborhood.
A few years went by and they moved to California, and I never heard from them again...until now.
-But you were so little, how do you remember all that?- Lygia, my mother-in-law asks me after I told herknew them
I-I really don't know Ms. Matteo- I reply looking at the teapot that was placed on the table by Grace , the housekeeper - thank you very much Grace - I say looking at her and she smiles -
As time went by I found myself more and more in love with him and I couldn't deny that I wanted him all the time, and a few months after completing my freshman year at university, I moved into his apartment, it was good for me, according to him, my parents were sucking all my inspiration, creativity, my essence into painting, although the only art I was good at was the art of music, I loved the way the instruments sounded, the melodies , I loved to sing, but painting has to have a good side... Right?This brings us back to the present day, where silence returns to reign inside the car, no one dares to speak a single word and maybe it's for the best.And again my mind wanders, remembering some moments when the Maison acted like a complete stranger, it was as if I didn't know him and in a matter of moments he came back to himself. I feel his hand grip my arm with a certain force and I look at him, startled.-I asked you a question- he tightens his grip on my arm as he says this, making me feel pain.'You're hurting me,' I say as I try to let go of my arm. 'I was just being polite.- Polite? you were throwing yourself at him, yes- he says in an aggressive toneSoon the elevator doors open and he lets go of my arm so that no one sees what was happening, we exit the elevator and you notice that his steps are heavy.we enter our apartment and soon he slams the door and turns towards me, I can't decipher his gaze, I don't know if it's anger or disgust and I think maybe I don't want to find out.-I wouldn't be suChapter Four
-I can't believe you live here- William says and I look at him in disbelief-Wi-William, what are you doing here? - I ask getting up from the bench-I moved here yesterday, talking about yesterday... not even we could talk, you ran so fast, didn't you like my music? and you know I don't like being called William, it's just Will- he says and smiles. Ikeep looking at him not understanding how he got here, of all the condos that exist in Florida, he came right back to the same that my.-Sorry Will, I had forgotten you didn't like it... I had an appointment, that's why I had to leave so quickly, regarding the music... - I pause and remember the lyrics of it -It's amazing , who was the inspiration for her? - I ask as I look at the street waiting for the car to appear -
When I open my eyes I see who was blocking the sunlight coming towards me, it was Carteer and he was looking at me strangely-Carteer? can I help you in any way? - I ask breaking the awkward silence -I learned that the Maison has traveled, that you took a break and that he is taking advantage of all the Brazilian women who give him a soft spot - he tells me while still staring at meWhat is he says about the Maison at the end breaks my heart into little pieces, but I try hard not to express it.-And I came to say that I'm here for you, if you want a friendly shoulder or something more- he says and approaches meHis look was different, his eyes were darker than normal and I alr
I couldn't remember Will again, I had who forgets him, but how would I if he was now my neighbor?How could I forget those beautiful gray blue eyes? And your soft hand caressing the skin of my face?It was impossible to forget him, but I had to, for the sake of my relationship.The week passed without any extraordinary events, which helped to make everything calm again.It was already Friday night and Maison and I were deciding what would be good for our country."Your mother loves peppermint tea, we could serve that," I suggest as I pull a pot of tea out of the cupboard.The teapot looked like it had just come out of the store, we haven't used it since we got it from the Maison c
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-You can now open your eyes, it's alright- this familiar voice calms down and soon I open my eyes facing my father.I throw myself on top of him hugging him while some tears run down my face, I feel his lips touch my forehead in a tender kiss.I pull away from the hug and look over to the side where Carteer was, see him getting up off the floor with a black eye.“Mister Garcia, it wasn't at all what you were thinking,” Carteer says awkwardly.-I know damn well what I saw, boy- my dad says as he looks at Carteer with disgust -And I think you'd better leave so I don't have to do something worse- he says and steps forward as if threaten Carteer.Carteer turns and starts walking, but before he's out of our sight, my d
I knew that look and I knew that at some point I would hear a lot of complaints.I probably made a scared face because soon my mother-in-law was already saying something to reassure me.-Don't worry my dear, there's no problem. There's more in the closet, isn't it? Did you get hurt? - she asks and approaches me.There was a small cut near where the Maison's handprint was and I realize my mother-in-law saw it but didn't say anything about it.-Go and wash it while I sweep up those pieces- Lygia says and I obey her.I walk calmly to the bathroom and look at the small cut to see if there is any piece of ceramic on my skin, wash the small wound and put a bandage on it.When I leave th