I enter the house when I see that Kate is getting closer and I go to the dining room, it smells delicious and my stomach begins to growl."Santiago..." I hear a male voice behind me, it doesn't take me long to recognize it.“Dmitri... “I turn around quickly and I wasn't wrong, I greet him with a handshake “I would ask you what brings you here but I already know “ we both smile, I extend my hand towards the dining room and he nods, pulls out a chair and arranges his general's suit that never stops showing off, I take the place next to him. Lindsey brings her a muffin and she gives me one, these little muffins that I eat in one bite can only be the work of my mother, and yes, just taking it to my mouth an explosion of flavor invades my taste buds, it's What I miss the most about living with her."And I heard you got married," he says, while I wipe my lips with a small napkin, "Lindsey told me."“That's right “I tilt my lips in a smile “it shouldn't take long to come here.“I tell Lindse
I wake up and blink several times to adjust to the sunlight coming through the window, I try to get up but a brief headache takes over me and it's uncomfortable, I sigh, I hate this pain, and at that precise moment images of last night, rejecting a woman for Kate, must not be true What the fuck happened to me? I get up and rap on the bathroom door with my knuckles to see if he's there but there's no answer. I open and there is no one, it is a miracle that he woke up before me. I take my watch that was on the night table and I observe that it will be almost noon, shit! justly. I hate waking up at this hour. Why didn't you deign to wake up earlier? Where the hell will it be? I quickly take a shower and get out with the towel around my waist, I make sure the door is locked and I put some clothes on my body, my stomach growls. I quickly go downstairs when a smell of food invades my nostrils, I reach the dining room and there is Henry next to Brittany. "Honey, where's Kate?" “my m
I'll take a cold water bath, I need to put out the fire in my crotch, and worst of all having to sleep with her tonight, I take off my clothes and let the cold water do its thing on my body and apparently it works. Immediately I feel how everything inside me is calming down, I sigh, I've never had to do this, I close my eyes and try to think of something else, elephants, yes that works, pink elephants with tulle skirts, I can't help but laugh, my cell phone it rings and takes me out of my thoughts, I turn off the shower and go out looking for it through all the pockets of the pants I was wearing until I finally find it. "What the hell happened?" I say when I pick up, after seeing that it's Malcom. “How is the life of Maried? Are you enjoying? Malcom's sarcastic laugh on the other end. "Yes, and you don't know how much," I say ironically. He laughs so loudly that I'm afraid he's in a public place and scaring people. I grab a towel and start to dry myself when my phone slips an
I don't know what's happening to me but I'm not like that, I've never felt what this woman is making me feel, I've never felt like killing someone because of how my partner looks, and that's the case, she's not my partner, and that bothers me, since it's not mine I can't do anything about it, I can't get into her life or decide for her, maybe it's the stress that causes me as a man and not being able to let off steam, I've never had the need to control my desires, if I make it mine, maybe it will pass, or maybe it will get worse and I can't risk it, we're better off like this, when this ends, everyone with their lives, this whim will pass me by. My mind is spinning on the matter, why is this happening to me with Kate? Not my kind of woman... Or maybe she is? I don't think so, she's very angry, but... she's intelligent, humble, a comedy in person, I've never laughed so much with a woman, she's simple and beautiful, she's... unique. It's been about an hour and my mind can't stop thinki
She reciprocates my kiss, in that sweet way she knows how to do it, I love her kisses, her lips, how her tongue touches mine delicately. I love everything that has to do with her. I slowly separate from her lips even though I didn't want to, for my part I'll stay like this all my life, I look at her eyes, those green ones of hers, so pretty. “Santiago... I'll clarify something for you “he says “I'm the most serious person you've ever met “Yes, of course! And he looks away but smiles. "Yes, of course," I ironize, "we're going to eat something after they fix this garbage." You think? With his hands he takes mine and intertwines our fingers. “Trash? Santiago It's a Land Rover from next year! Not even this year! But next year! “ a smile is framed on my face. "I can buy you one of these if you want Kate." She asks for a taste “I speak and she looks at me with her brows slightly frowned. “What? Of course not! Santiago, I don't want to have things for you or for someone, I want to h
My alarm goes off, time to go a few miles and torture Kate, not even the blaring sound of the alarm wakes this woman up. "Kate!" Wake up! Let's go up! “He half stirs in bed and settles into another position while I change my pajamas for a black jumpsuit. "Kate, for God's sake! How lazy you are “ I can't help but laugh, Kate the boa, half opens his eyes and looks at me while I put on a red sweatshirt. "Kate, yeah!" “ It can't be, I approach her, if she doesn't wake up I'll go for cold water. “What? What's wrong? she asks sleepily. “You promised me to go running... Do you remember? "Now it's my turn to torture." I pull on his blanket, we are wasting time, time is precious to me. She glances at the clock on the nightstand and turns her incredulous gaze on me. "Santiago, it's 4 o'clock!" He tries to take his blanket again and I throw it further away; in fact, it is 4:23. "The promised is debt" I begin to put on my right tennis. Finally she gets up and starts looking for s
When she comes running after me I have no choice but to hug her and kiss her, I know that's how she controls herself, and it does work, then she's laughing with me because of what just happened and I pick her up on my shoulder, to my surprise she doesn't resistance, at least I got rid of a few blows. “This is when I regret telling you that Paul is gay,” he says, as we walk along the edge of the beach. "If you hadn't, I'd kill you both," I reply almost immediately, feigning a gesture of hatred. "I know you're crazy, but I don't think you'll go to that extreme." She giggles, seeing her happy makes me smile. Kate starts to remove his shoes, I do the same because the sand is already getting inside mine. I don't remember when I did something like that. I watch Kate who is entranced by seeing a huge teddy bear hanging from the ceiling of an establishment, her and her taste for those horrible things. “Like? I ask, but what does Santiago ask? “Not to you? I look at the bear and f
Some disturbing sounds take me out of my comfort zone where I was peacefully asleep, I stir a bit hoping it's a nightmare. Again the sounds at the door ah! I can't stand them, when I had decided to rest, this happens."Guys..." is the disturbing voice of my mother from the other side of the door. Kate shifts a little to see the time and I remove my arm from his waist. My mother continues to pound on the door."Mom, what's wrong with you?" I ask, still with my eyes closed, this lady drives me crazy sometimes."Wake up Santiago, let's go to the cabin," I moan, I wanted to moan for something else but this moan is frustration."What the hell is the cabin?" Kate mutters, as I bring a pillow to my face.“A place about two kilometers from here, without ELECTRICITY, OR CABLE, OR INTERNET “I remove the pillow from my face, so that I can blurt out that last thing at the top of my lungs and my mother listens to my discontent.Twenty”five years of my life and she still makes me do things I don't
Epilogue If someone had told me a few years ago that I would be happily married to satan Centinelo and have a pretty blonde with blue eyes I swear I would have laughed in his face and then stabbed him alive for being stupid and dragged his body into a river wrapped in a plastic with stones inside so that it can be submerged to the bottom... well, too much Discovery Channel... I apologize, I spent nine months without leaving my house watching that channel because of Mr. Santiago Centinelo Jr. and Mrs. Alicia Green who got it into their heads that if she got out she could be hit by an unconscious driver, lose the baby and die. Yeah, I'm screwed with those two together. But hey, going back to the initial theme, that's life, capricious and unexpected, many things you didn't think happen and many things you planned don't happen. Life is not about asking if you want or don't want, things just happen and that's what's exciting about life, you don't know wher
It is popularly said that we are all better half and that our complementary half is out there, one day by the supposed red thread of fate we reach that other citrus half and magic happens, I believe faithfully, that I am a sock, the socks they are destined to be without a partner at some point in their lives. I'm already going crazy. “I do Alex's makeup “Natalie enters the makeup room while I'm looking through a newspaper, my mood isn't the same, I don't even turn to look at her to smile at her, I don't feel like smiling and now I have to go out there to act to the whole country. "Natalie is my professional makeup artist, Natasha," I say to the girl holding a blush and applicator, Natalie adjusts her bag and pushes the girl away. At least I have someone to celebrate me. "Miss Green... 10 minutes to interview," I nod, and Natalie squeals and starts applying a bunch of stuff to my face. "Natalie, relax," I scold, trying to smile but it comes out
He nods, without saying more, hands me the papers and a pen, I remain static looking at the divorce papers for several seconds, eternal seconds for me, I direct my hand to the sheet and debate whether to sign or not, my throat is dry and my heart will jump out of my chest, all my trip I thought about this, I feel that a tear will roll down my cheek, I never thought that this was going to be so difficult. “Mrs. Green Are you sure you want to do this? “speaks the lawyer in front of me when he sees my indecision, I keep my gaze fixed on a clip that is on the desk, it is white, one of Santiago's favorite colors. “Curse! You are supposed to be my wife, you must understand me, but understanding from you is the least I have, it was just a stupid dinner, Alex “ stupid dinner? For a moment, I feel like a bucket of cold water falls on me, the desire to cry takes over me again and I thought that I had had enough “ and you act as if it was our wedding and I have left you standin
I leave that place with a bottle of vodka in my hands, I know I won't sound good, but I hope it's an accident, I'm waiting for the call from the paramedics, from the police, I don't know, but I'm hoping for anything other than Santiago Centinelo, my husband, just dumped me, I'd rather cry because I'm in a hospital without a foot than because he just dumped me after doing all this for him. I never EVER! I had done something like that for someone, and the first time I do it they stand me up, I lean against the car door and tears start running down my cheeks, I wipe them roughly, no, I'm not going to cry over this shit, I open the door. bottle taking a good drink, this can't be happening to me. I get in the damn car, there is not a call from him, nor from any strange number, I start driving towards the party of the program, I hope he has a very good excuse, too good, so that I can let this go, I swallow the knot in my throat, but my vision immediately blurs, I d
“Great job, Kate “Mr. Arroz approaches me with a huge smile “Natalie was definitely right “adjusts her glasses and turns her gaze to the script I had created as she continues on her way. “Thank you “I answer, with a smile, as I leave the set, Natalie comes rattling her heels as she runs towards me, I can never stop watching her feet when she does that. How the hell do I even fall barefoot? Damn! “Alex! “he exclaims “I have the floral arrangements and you haven't told me anything about the tiara... “Put a stop to that “I interrupt, I continue walking without seeing her and she stops and I'm sure she's just watching me walk away, I stop when I see she's not following me and I turn to see her, she's standing there with an extreme expression of astonishment that only she knows how to gesture “What? I ask, walking back towards her when she doesn't move. “Alex! What did you just tell me? “I take her forearm to pull her and go outside, she gives in, but with
“Santiago...listen to this “I laugh, reading another wrapper of these very strange sweets, as I walk towards the kitchen” Why do women rub their eyes when they wake up? Because they don't have balls to scratch “I can't help but laugh “What a silly joke! I exclaim, and look up, when I observe, a pair of brown eyes looking at me with intrigue from the dining room table. Holy virgin of the papayas! "What a good joke," Mr. Centinelo says, laughing slightly. Damn! These things only happen to me. But then I remember that yesterday he was singing and dancing to the Celine Dion song drunk, so... I'm not the only one embarrassed at least. I clear my throat and smile widely trying to forget what I just said, I walk towards the dining room. “I blame the girl Rosa, she is the one who gives me these sweets with bad jokes. I sit in front of him, I observe a crutch next to him “Is your knee better now? I question, at least I'm not wearing my Kermit the frog pajamas
I have been noticeably better the last few days, and for Santiago things have also been improving, he is no longer stressed and has no longer yelled at anyone on the phone, he no longer curses at his father, although he still does not want to talk to him, apparently he Feels better "being poor" as he calls it, oh no, but he's waiting for next year's new Porsche to come out. I also wish I was that poor. I go into the shower, I clear the long curtains of the glass window so that a bit of clarity enters, I like to bathe and look outside, it relaxes me, the warm water runs through my body I feel a great inner peace, music from my cell phone it resonates, I never chant any while I'm bathing, except when Gangnam Style sounds, there yes, every Korean I don't know makes it up. My body wash is running low, I sigh, tapping the bottom of the bottle as I sing the blessed song, as much as I hate it, I can never stop doing this. ? Heeeeeey sexy ladyyyy, op op op oppa gangnam style
But... maybe they do need to talk, but as father and son, not as enemies. I know that Mr. Centinelo is doing wrong, I understand that he is upset but ruining everything for your son that he has worked for is not correct, I turn around and head back towards him, he is at the entrance of the office, looking towards some point of the room looking into space. I have many things to tell him, he already hates me so I have nothing to lose. Seeing that I walk towards him immediately his eyes lock on mine, taking both hands to his pockets. “Mr. Centinelo “I speak without hesitation, it's now or never “if what you really want is to fight with Santiago, better not talk to him, he already has enough problems with all this that is happening. He looks at me frowning. “What makes you think I'm going to fight him? He interrupts me, crossing his arms, fixing an incredulous look in my eyes. “Because it's the only thing he does. Do you seriously plan to be on his deathbed to fi
No please dad... no no no, I refuse to accept this... tears run down my cheeks like waterfalls, this can't be happening, I sit up on the floor as my tears well up, my mother runs to him and shakes him mentioning his name, he immediately picks up the phone and with his trembling hands begins to dial a number, nothing makes sense in my life anymore, I want to wake up from this terrible nightmare, this can't be happening to me, no no NOOOO, I try to relax inside but I can't , memories go through my mind, memories of him that my mind still keeps, I hear some steps running towards me, followed by other steps and a heartbroken cry that can only be from Stefanie, I hear her running towards him making crying sounds. A male voice that my brain doesn't recognize shouts that we have to call the doctor, my mind tries to take refuge in good moments, the best moments, but the thought that a few minutes ago I was chatting with him invades my senses, and more tears well up. my eyes. How can life ge