The next day I saw her sitting at some tables in the parking lot of the school, she was alone.
I arrived and told her:
—Do you need my support?
—No, I don't need your help, thanks anyway.
—Why do you have to be so difficult?
—I just told you I don't need your help, you should worry more about doing your school activities.
—I do my homework, I saw you sitting here making the poster board and wanted to see if I could help. That's all, you don't have to get all defensive with me.
—I'm not being defensive, I want to finish my homework without any distractions.
Just then a friend of hers "Camila" arrives and says.
—Eva hurry up, in 15 minutes we have to present and we need the poster, I'll be in the room waiting for you.
That was my moment, I still had to highlight the letters and finish coloring some drawings, so I told her:
—Eva, hurry up. I think you do need help because in 15 minutes you are not going to be able to do the poster by yourself or are you?
She looked at me with a "I hate you" look on her face and then said.
—Okay, but that doesn't mean anything.
—I'm going to help you finish the poster.
—Hateful?
—Yes.
—I'm not a hater and now shut up and grab a color so you can start coloring.
In 10 minutes we finished the homework and she went to the classroom to exhibit, I only helped her draw, but that's where you start.
After that I went home because it was already three o'clock in the afternoon and my mother was waiting for me.
When I got home my mom asked me
—Samuel, if you leave school at 11:30 why are you coming home at 3:00 in the afternoon?
I want to know what you do in all that time.
- All right, I'm going to tell you the truth, I'm interested in a girl who studies in the afternoon, and for that reason I stay until 3:00 pm.
— Are you in love?
—Yes, mom.
—And that girl corresponds to you?
—I know she has feelings for me, but they already told her at school that I have a reputation as a womanizer and that I am most likely a womanizer and that most likely it's just a whim for me.
—If you are so in love, show her that you are not like they say and that you can be the boy she deserves.
My mother's words were all I needed, they were my motivation.
—I will fight for Eva mom, I promise.
— Let's see and tell me more or less, what does she look like?
—She's a little shorter than me, she has long dark brown hair. She is white, her brown eyes, in the sun they look honey colored, small freckles, her smile mom is perfect, she should be a Colgate model, her hands are so delicate, very nice body and her way of being and acting is so unique.
—You detailed her to perfection and your eyes sparkle.
—Yes?
—Fight for her and don't make her lose interest in you.
Tll my life I knew that advice from mothers is the best, but what my mom said to me that day touched my heart.
She had already given me permission to stay for an hour or two after I got out of school.
That meant I no longer had any obstacles to try to win her over.
That day was Friday, so the next day I wasn't going to see her because there was no school until Monday.
I spent the whole weekend thinking about what I was going to do to get her to stop being so dry and cold to me. I went on F******k as usual and saw a post she shared, it was coffee cookies and it said "I have an addiction" and I thought I could buy her some for her so she could see that I do care about her.
Finally the long awaited Monday came and I saw her, I realized that for some reason I didn't know she had let her guard down with me.
I asked her if she had no problem with accompanying me to the school canteen and she agreed.
When we got there, he got talking to a girl and I bought him the coffee cookies that were his addiction, according to the F******k post, hid them and told her.
—Ready now, let's go.
—What did you do.
I stood in front of her and gave her the coffee cookies, at first it made me laugh because she was red as a tomato and then she said.
—I don't accept anything from anyone, so I can't accept them.
—If they are your favorite, do you feel sorry for it?
—Yes, yes I feel sorry for it and I won't accept the gift.
—Ha, ha, ha, ha.
I grabbed his hand, opened it, put the cookies and walked away so he wouldn't give them back to me and after 1 minute he said.
—Thank you, I really love them.
— I know, that's why I bought them.
— How did you know I love them?
— I'm starting to notice the things you like.
—That was nice of you.
Mission accomplished, my guard was down, interest in me was back and that meant "opportunity".
That day we were together for quite a while, I'd say about an hour and a half, we talked about the things we liked and the things we liked.
What made us feel good and what didn't. Each one of us had a different opinion. Every minute more in love with Eva, after spending time with her I left happy, the next day I was going to see her again.
When I got home, I changed my clothes, ate and went to the nearby court. I spent an hour or two playing basketball with some friends and then I left, showered again and had dinner.
Before going to sleep I wanted to good night message her, so I did and she just let in view me. It was obvious that something was going on and I was starting to worry, but I went to sleep peacefully because the next day I would see her and we were going to talk.
The next day I went to school, handed in my homework and waited for Eva to show up.After half an hour she arrived with a friend, walked past me and completely ignored me. I didn't understand what was going on if yesterday she was super nice to me, her attitude today was very different from yesterday. I needed to know what had happened, so I went to where she was sitting with her friend. When I got there I said to her.—Can I talk to her?She didn't even turn to look at me, she was ignoring me and I didn't understand what was going on until her friend said.—No, neither Eva nor I want to talk to you, so if you would be so kind as to leave, we were having a conversation when you arrived.—I want to know why you don't want to talk to me.—I'm not going to tell you anything, go away you lier.—Eva, what is the reason why your friend doesn't want to talk to me and you don't want to talk to me either, I deserve an explanation, don't you think?—No, I don't think you're worthy of any explan
After the three days had passed, it was my turn to go to school.I really didn't want to see the faces of any of my classmates. I didn't even want to see Eva.I was angry, she didn't take the time to talk to me and inquire about the pictures, that was her way of settling it.I arrived at school, I saw my classmates, they were all asking me about what happened, why did i do that?Among other things, I really wanted to go home, I wasn't going to wait for Eva, I just wanted to go home. I would just leave and that was it.Finally I was able to leave the classroom heading to the exit of the school when I met Pedro and he said to me:—I'm going to go home, I'm not going to wait for Eva. Can we talk?—What the fuck do you want with me?—Calm down, first of all I need to apologize and secondly I need to explain everything, she is not the one to blame, I am the one.—I have to go home, it will be another day.—Well, on the way to your house I'll tell you about what happened.—Since you insist,
The long awaited day arrived, everything ready and prepared for Eva's surprise. I was getting dressed to go to school when I received a message from Ana, Eva's best friend, who said:—Samuel, We came to the joint conclusion that we will do the surprise in the school parking lot to make it public that she is going to be your future girlfriend.—Thank you for letting me know, Ana.—You're welcome, don't forget to bring allthing, otherwise I'll kill you.—okkk.I arrived at school around seven in the morning and the first person I saw was Ana.She was studying in the morning, just like me, she helped me to get all the stuff out of the car. My my mom had accompanied me and the car we went in belonged to a neighbor who did us the favor of giving us a ride.We had a lot of things and it was impossible to walk with all that.The plan was to have everything ready inside in the parking lot of the school and that Ana would be outside waiting for Eva with any excuse and she would send me a messa
I left my house and headed for Pedro's house. He wasn't supposed to be interfering in my relationship with Eva anymore and instead he paid my ex to say that the photos were real.As I was walking along I ran into a friend who lived nearby.—Where are you going?—I'm going to look for Pedro.—How come? He said.—I don't know if you heard that Eva and I were trying to have a thing and he intervened, apologized after we had a fight and now he's coming out with apologies after we had a fight and now he comes out with that he paid Angela to ruin all—I didn't know that, but are you sure?—The person who said it is trustworthy.—I don't think it was Pedro who was to blame for everything. It could have been your ex and she only said that so you wouldn't hate her.—Why are you defending Pedro so much?—I'm just telling you not to act without knowing who is to blame.I didn't want to keep arguing with him, so I kept walking. Two blocks away was Pedro with some boys. I stopped because I realize
I was dancing like crazy when suddenly I was tapped on my shoulder and it was her laughing at me.—Why so much happiness?—Eva gave me the yes!—Wow son, congratulations. I wish you all the best. I'm sorry I told you yesterday that you were forbidden to see her. For it to last you have to respect each other and not listen to what people say and do.In these times no one wants to see others happy son. A relationshipis built on trust more than anything else. I want you to bring her to the house.—Yes, I know all that, the truth. I'm going to tell her to come to the house.—Okay.—I'm going to take a bath to do an assignment I have for tomorrow.In the meantime I'll make lunch.- Come onI went to take a bath happier than ever. I ate, did my homework. I went to the court to play basketball and I run into Pedro. I didn't want any more trouble, my desire to hit him was gone.After having an hour, I got tired and headed home, the next day I had to go to school.I had been walking for about
PART OF THE BOOK FROM SAMUEL'S POINT OF VIEW-Eva, don't go," I said.-Wasn't it that your mom wanted to meet me? -She said.-I seemed good for you, supposedly, it was all a lie Samuel. She doesn't want us together and it's best that we leave it up to here. And that you stay away from me, she said what a chimba.-Wait Eva, we need to talk," I answered.At that moment my mother came out and saw her in a very bad way. Then she said:-"Girl, I told you to leave and never come near my son again, is that clear?-I'm leaving, ma'am, don't worry, I will never come to your house or say a word to your son. Have a nice day, see you later," said Eva with tears in her eyes.I felt my heart break as she left. She was supposed to call her mom to pick her up and she didn't call her, she was just walking as if her heart had been cut out. It started to rain and the street to get out of my housing development was long. From the door I could see her farther and farther away and I felt less and less like
My mother was unrecognizable. It was very obvious to me that she hated Mrs. Elena. And what made my skin crawl and made me overthink everything was the fact that Elena was dead and my mother didn't show even a little bit of feeling. She didn't care, I could see it in her face. Then she said to me:-Everything you and Eva went through, it was because of that woman. Don't mention her again, I don't want to talk about her," he replied. He answered that and left the room. I didn't recognize her, she was starting to scare me. An hour later there was a knock on the door of the room. It was some friends and roommates who had come to visit me. They brought me flowers, gifts and my favorite chocolates. They hugged me and then told me they had to go home.In came my doctor, who for some reason I didn't like. He gave me an IV. He gave me water and some pills and then left. Before he left I asked him:- When am I going to be discharged? When are they going to take off the cast?- In about a mont
PART OF THE BOOK FROM EVA'S POINT OF VIEW.I wake up, open my eyes and realize that I am in a room. After a few minutes I understand that it is a hospital room. I was in a hospital, I tried to relax so I could understand and process what was happening. Then a memory came to my mind of my mom, Samuel and I in the car. I don't know what we were doing or where we were going, let alone why we were there.I didn't understand why Samuel and I were in my mother's car. After a while of thinking, another memory came to my mind, this one was a little stronger. My mother appeared in front, driving and then she slammed on the brakes and I saw her head hit the steering wheel of the car. After that she did not move, it was obvious that such a blow left her unconscious. But after a few seconds of observing and analyzing the situation we were hit by something from behind (what I imagine could have been a car, which for the big hit it gave us, it had to have come at a high speed and be a pickup truck