"Nice to meet you, Esteban's father." Esteban's father responds to my greeting. Then we stand in front of a door.Before I know it, we have reached the second floor of the house. The courtyard where I entered is out of sight, as well as the man who almost scared me to death."There is Aninka, I leave her in your care. For the moment I have things to do.""Thank you" I say and he smiles "Thank you, for trusting me and not calling the police" I say clutching the handles of my backpack."There's nothing to thank" he says smiling "Because stupid Esteban isn't like his father" "Just by looking at you I know you're a good girl."I nod and after knocking twice on the door and hearing a pass, I enter.I walk in and the first thing I meet is the bad friend who made me commit all this craziness while I'm still convalescing."Sofia!" she yells and then throws herself at me.I let out a moan of pain as I feel my foot receive more weight than it can bear and without further ado I lose consciousnes
"What do you have planned?" asks Mr. Priston, our group teacher when he sees that all of his students are in the classroom. That's not normal.No one responds, as expected. Everyone has their own concerns. Several months have already passed since the beginning of the school year, so the exams are too close - for those who apply themselves -; the soccer, tennis and basketball championships, as well as the photography, singing, music and dance championships.In Russia, in order to get into a good university, it is not only about having excellent grades -the competition is very strong-, it is also important to accumulate points during your school stay, which are obtained in championships approved to provide them. The good thing is that these competitions are not only about intelligence in a specific subject such as mathematics, physics, chemistry, English, etc..They take into account the clubs that are found in the institutions, which range from painting, photography, dance and singing
"Aninka!" scolds Esteban coming down from the bleachers. I'm already back his poker face.Aninka raises her hands helplessly in front of her brother's rabid stare. A look that makes me laugh so much."Anyway, let's focus our attention on what's important. On Cruela of...""My stepmother" Esteban interrupts me so I don't say what bothers him so much. He ignores my smile and continues "Does anyone have any ideas?" I nod raising my hand.Which makes me uncomfortable and I lower it right away.We find ourselves gathered on the soccer field, in the southwest bleachers so as not to be disturbed. However, seeing that all of us except Esteban are sitting in the bleachers makes me feel like I'm in the classroom.It makes me feel like I am in the classroom where Esteban is the teacher who is owed respect. I laugh at my own thought and get up from the bleachers I hadn't realized I was sitting on.No one else has any ideas, although Esteban insists on ignoring my getting up to expose mine.'Stupi
The next day.Aninka and I find ourselves leaving the school. She walks beside me entwining my left arm with hers.She is so excited it's pouring out of her pores. Many times I had come up with a thousand ways to get out of this arranged marriage, but nothing I did worked."I'm counting down the minutes until I can take action" she smiles "With your great idea, not only will I be able to get out of that failed marriage, but I'll be able to too" she says and then jumps up and down in front of me. I'll act like a spy," he says and then jumps in front of me.Ah, those were spy moves.I cover my face in embarrassment as I notice how the exiting students stare at us in amusement. It's an embarrassment what I'm going through.I pull Aninka, to prevent her from continuing with her madness. But I don't even take two steps with her when someone pulls hard on my free arm."What the...!" I leave the word in the air when I see who was the person who pulls me "And now what do you want Daniel?" I a
"Forgive me for saying so, but your brother is stupid," I say breaking the silence that formed." I know he's stupid by nature. But him not coming to get his hands dirty in this issue. It gives a lot to think about.""I know. and I apologized for him" says an embarrassed Aninka."Don't apologize for him. It's not necessary. Now we have to concentrate on what's important."Aninka nods. But a person clearing his throat reminds us that we are not alone."Aren't you going to present?" asks a cheerful JuJu.I roll my eyes. This guy already has his eyes on Aninka. A girl who is already head over heels in love with her "boyfriend" and has a "fiancé" on top of that.In short, JuJu noticed a girl who has an unenviable love life.He tapped her shoulder gently. That's my cue for him to give up."Sure. Meet...""Her best friend, Aninka Bogdanov, I'm in..." says Aninka cheerfully.Wow. Her shyness is gone."Aninka the long introductions for later. Now only your name is important and you already sai
How the fuck am I here? No, I know how I am. I change my question. How do I get out of all this trouble that I shouldn't be involved in? Anyway. I'm already in it, I can't get out of it that easy.I walk through the gates of the Bogdanov house, with Stephen holding my hand and Aninka behind us."Father, we're here.""I'm in the living room, my son."We walked toward it. Finding in it the gentleman I had previously bumped into when I burst in. I lower my gaze at once.I'm sure I'm blushing to the core. Trying to be reckless is one thing, but getting caught red-handed and running into him is another matter."Go ahead, little girl. Don't be embarrassed. We've met before and I know you're not a bad girl. Besides, judging from what I see, you're not only my daughter's friend, but my son's girlfriend. Therefore, you're family."He raised his head immediately paling."That's not it" I say letting go of the hand Esteban was holding, to deny with both of them such a statement.Esteban's father
How blind can Esteban's father be to harm his own children for a woman? Is his love for that lady so great? If so, can love make us so blind?If so, I don't want to fall in love.A noise breaks the silence. Someone opens the dead door."I'm home."Esteban smiles slyly. This is not a sweet smile, on the contrary, it is a smile full of pure hatred and resentment. I don't know if it's towards his stepmother who has just arrived or towards his father for acting so badly.Esteban leaves the room, a few seconds later we hear moans that gradually get louder. Neither Esteban's father nor I move. We both know what is happening.Esteban, who was holding his stepmother tightly by the arm, throws her to the floor. She falls abruptly to the ground."What the fuck is wrong with you!!! So bad and I raised you to mistreat a woman this way!!!" he shouts angrily trying to grab his wife, but Esteban doesn't allow it."No, you didn't raise me wrong to the point of mistreating a woman, but she deserves su
"Take it and give yourself a chance to remove your bandages." I offer the phone again.This time he does take it.It begins to play the video we had recorded a few hours ago. Esteban's stepmother immediately got up from her seat at the sound of his voice. But I refused to let her go near them. When I forcefully threw her onto the couch and whispered: "It's about time, they know your true face, so don't hurt yourself unnecessarily by trying to prevent it. Because today, even if I die in the attempt, I will let this family know the truth of all this and thanks to that justice will be done, murderer."That woman's eyes widen immensely, she knew perfectly well that what she was saying was true. My voice and threatening authority gave no room for doubt.I had done nothing so far, but now that I had decided to intervene, I wasn't going to let her spoil it. It wasn't just about showing evidence, it was also about doing justice."Who are you?" he asks intriguingly."A person who is out for j