I had been through so much that one hour was not enough to cleanse my being with the tears that the pain caused. But fortunately, I felt lighter and knowing that I would be reunited with my brother, I tried to look happy or at least calm.
Esteban, gave me the time of the whole ride to calm down and took me to a hotel where before complaining about not taking me to where David is, he replied."Go get dressed, Sofia. I doubt you want your brother to see you covered in blood. So, let's get cleaned up. David is in good hands" Esteban says getting out of the car.I nod and walk into the hotel, recognizing that I'm too sick to see my brother after a year of not seeing each other. So, we check into the hotel."Did something bad happen to them, do you need them to call an ambulance, the police or the embassy?" asks the concerned receptionist."We had an accident and we've already been taken care of. These were the clothes we had on when it happened, so, we're betterNarrated SofiaTwo days later.We were silent, no one knew what to say to calm the pain we felt. We have so many things to overcome, but, they seem so difficult to achieve. Today, we returned to Russia with two coffins and thousands of wounds.Today, we returned to the country where we had met, being so different from those boys who believed they were achieving their dreams.We get off the plane and watch as the coffins are taken to the families. My legs lose strength and I feel the prosthesis starting to bother me more than it normally does. Nervous and guilty about how we have returned, I stop trying to focus my attention on the annoyance in my foot and not, on what we are going to do."Are you okay?" asks Esteban and I nod."Go walk the guys. I'll be fine," I say, but Esteban doesn't leave. No one does."Sofia, are you okay, are you really okay?" asks Aninka and I nod."Go, it's just prosthetics..." I mutter."It's what we can fi
Narrated by SofiaAt the funeral.How much pain can a human being experience? What is the limit or level of suffering in a life? I did not know the answer to that, but I could say that the mother who experiences the death of her son, has experienced all the pains of a life at that very moment.Now, I could not say that my pain was like that of the mother who has lost her child, but, we, we, have lived through so many pains that we could say that we have the level of pain fulfilled.After having lived so many times the maximum of pain, we experienced doubly the same level. Because, after having lived through so much chaos, we were again gathered together to suffer together."We should call ourselves the unlucky group." murmurs Viktor sadly."Viktor.""Nothing good happens to us and we only suffer more and more. That's being unlucky."Viktor was the saddest and no wonder, his group of friends, when there were only three of them, had left only hi
After the funeral, we returned to the hotel to pick up our belongings to go to a house. Camilo and Michael, go to their homes, while the rest of us, we go to a cabin I had previously been in."Should we live here?" I ask hesitantly."It's our only option" says Aninka, but, I doubt it is."I think again, you've dragged me along on your new honeymoon before you get married." I say looking at the couple in the drivers and co-driver seats."Aninka, is this the only property you have left?" asks Esteban and she smiles."Well, no. But, everything will be fine. I picked the best property to have a good good night." she says smiling."You're the one who's going to get your good night. Because that date is still a long way off, Aninka" I say and Esteban takes a deep breath showing his discontent."I don't want to know about my sister's sex life. So, avoid talking about it." Esteban asks."The point is that we are already in December, if we were in scho
Nostalgia and joy at being remembered for what I was when I hadn't experienced so much suffering, completely overcame me. I smiled at the girl who had struggled with my training and had recognized me, even though it's been years and I'm so different."I doubt I'm as good as you say. But, thank you." i say smiling at her."I'm sorry to tell you this, when I know you haven't been able to follow your dream after that accident. But, can you teach me?" the girl asks smiling at me to the point, of showing me her dimples."What do you say?" I ask surprised by her proposal."My family is looking for a trainer. The previous one, left town as he got a great opportunity. So, practical alone, when I need a lot of help. So, I would like to know could you help me? My family could pay well." says the girl and I hesitate."I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm qualified. I haven't trained for years, I've lost the skills and I have no way to show you how to do it." I whisper.
I could never get used to being the center of attention. Even less, when it's my birthday and Aninka knows about it. Because she doesn't know how to measure herself and that's why she ends up embarrassing me. Because, even though we are adults, she is still a child, a rather desperate one.We finish breakfast and when I'm about to leave, the waiters come with a small cake and a birthday candle. I, deep sigh knowing that Aninka's extended conversation with the waiter, meant this."Happy birthday to you" sing the waiters and those who had breakfast in the restaurant, join in the song that leaves me blushing.David and the others, look at me smiling and clapping as if it was the most amazing thing to celebrate. They give me the warmth of a birthday and it makes me have mixed feelings.My mother, was like that...Aninka and so, even though it was kind of nice, it kept reminding me of the few birthdays my mother was at.The birthday song ends and amidst applause I
I take a deep breath, so as not to feel bad for foolish words and when I am about to leave, Esteban enters in annoyance, followed by Camilo and David who tries to stop him."Listen, Mrs. You, you don't know how much...""You don't know, Esteban and you don't need to know. Let's go, there's nothing to do here" I say trying to avoid a bigger problem."Miss, wait a minute can you give us a week's trial? If she gets better in that week, we'll answer it, do you think?""No" I say determined."I beg your pardon?" asks the man confused as the wife next to him, snorts in annoyance."You may see me less because I don't have a foot. But, I wasn't an unimportant skater. I got awards for what I know and I'm not going to belittle that, by giving away my time. You guys, even though you shouldn't do it, do it.>> But, that doesn't mean that I will accept to see myself less because I am looked down upon by people who don't know me and shouldn't define me in an offensive word. That, would give them a
Her cool lips meet mine in a movement that is quite pleasurable. Immediately, some applause is heard and I break away to see the guys photographing and applauding our intimate encounter that happens to be public."Finally, you did it, bro" says Aninka, causing her brother to blush."Thanks for damaging our moment alone." I say and they ignore my complaint, opening the transparent door to sit on either side of us. Aninka even sits in the middle of Esteban and me, hugging our necks while holding a bottle of Whiskey."Did you know I love you guys, a lot?" says Aninka slurring her words."How much have you had to drink?" I ask surprised at how strong her liquor-filled breath is."That's the second bottle she's drunk all by herself" Viktor replies as she kisses her brother hard on the cheek, then kisses me."This is going to complicate things. Take her to sleep" I ask."No, I'm not leaving. The party's just getting started and..." says Aninka before her vomit splatters on me."Gross" I sa
How does it feel to be kissed with love? How does it feel to be made love to by loving your imperfections? If someone had told me that the boy I made in a game kiss my brother, out of revenge, would help me face my fears and make me feel loved like he did, I wouldn't have believed him.Julian, he was so attached to my soul that I had not been able to get over his death. I felt that he was the only one who could understand me and who would help me move forward. But, now I understand that I just needed to treasure the memories I had lived with him and let him go, grateful for what I had lived.Now, I was ready to open myself up to a serious relationship and with the person who was willing to do it, he looked at me as if I was perfect. I try to cover myself when my wounds on my abdomen are exposed, but he caresses and kisses them in a tender way that touches me."Don't be ashamed with me, Sofia. If we're here, it's because we're ready for this," Esteban says and my heart races."Can I do