"Oh shit,” I mumbled looking at myself in the mirror.
The guy staring back at me looked nothing like the one I was used to.
He looked haggard, worn, he’d lost weight and his eyes showed a lot of sadness.
That was what stood out the most among all; unfortunately, there wasn’t much to do to change that fact.
I came out of the bathroom closing the door behind me, and got surprised when I ran into Mom and my sister in my office.
"Well,” my mother looked at me critically, "At least he removed his beard."
"He doesn't seem homeless anymore,” Alessia agreed nodding.
“What the hell do you want?” I went to my desk and sat in front of them "In case you don't notice, I'm working."
"You're always working,” Mom snapped crossing her arms, "Tell me, Alex, when was the last time you were in your apartment?"
"Yesterday,” I muttered looking away.
"Mom was referring to the last time you slept in your bed, Alex,” Al
Fucking hell. Yes, I was nervous. I watched behind the curtain the chapel where my sister would be married in a few minutes, the backs of the guests sitting on the church benches and... None of those backs was from Abigail. Was she coming? Had she change her mind at the last minute? Or was she hiding out looking for me, as I did for her? “You look like a teenager stalking the boy she likes.” "I just make sure everything is okay,” I told Pierre as I released the curtain and turned around as if nothing had happened. "Hmm,” he looked at me mockingly for a moment before continuing to speak. "It's time, Alessia is looking for you and you're blocking the way for Lena and her father." I looked behind Pierre, realizing what he was saying was true, noticing my sister-in-law with her father just as the wedding march started, making me run towards the room where my sister was with Mom. “Get out the away!” Maggie yelled, pulling me aside b
I looked at the unmoving bulge at my feet without being able to believe that this had really happened. “Is this for real?” I spoke without addressing anyone in particular, since the only person with me was passed out before me. I brought my right foot up to Alex's stomach and moved him gently to see if he would react, but that didn't work. "Alex, wake up now,” I said without getting any response. So, accepting it, I sat on the floor placing his head on my thighs and began to pat him gently on the cheeks. "We can't spend the whole night this way,” I explained, "My feet hurt and the dress already bothers me, did you have to pass out? You've been like this for several minutes now...” My free hand couldn't help but go to her hair and gently stroke it. "I really like your hair like this,” I whispered to him as if it were some secret, "But your facial hair needs to come back, just like the weight you've lost, prince, don't think I di
A year later somewhere in the Atlantic. “Do you have the rings?” I asked Mark. "For the umpteenth time, yes,” he replied exasperated. “Why it’s taking so long?” I said walking anxiously down the altar. "Dude, you’re wearing white, stop moving that much!” My godfather exclaimed looking at me annoyed. “So what?” “That I’m starting to see wet points in some areas...” I stopped immediately to turn to the guests, first seeing my son dressed the same as me in my mother's arms, playing with a gum teether. I couldn't believe that just 48 hours ago, I had just arrived home from a mission and Abbie had greeted me with beautiful news. *** New York, 48 hours ago. The soft sound of the elevator arriving at the apartment woke me up. God... I was tired. It was almost four in the morning and I needed to sleep at least five hours straight, but first I needed a sho
At that moment, everything was magical. There was no pain. There were no tortuous memories. Nothing existed. There was only the great and plump mouth of the brunette with green eyes that was kneeling in front of me and the pleasure that it gave me. “Come on, baby, I know you can take me deeper” I took her head and tilted it up so I could look at her as she swallowed it “You have beautiful eyes, like those of a jealous cat...” I groaned, throwing my head back, when I felt her throat vibrate. I loved it. That moment when you were in limbo of pleasure. When you were just one step away from orgasm and you forgot even your name. Of course, that was a double-edged sword, because, although that feeling made you feel catatonic and exultant; It also left you vulnerable to the actions of others. One moment I was in heaven for the most carnal pleasures, and the next I was lying face down, with one knee on my back a
I had died. I had to have died and entered heaven. How else would it be explained that I had the most beautiful angel with blond hair over me? Her hair was messy, sure, shot in all directions, but she was beautiful and she looked so innocent... Although it seemed strange to me. According to my filthy file, I should be burning in the fifth pile of hell. Unless the devil was a woman and by the way, incredibly exquisite. She was looking at me with her huge green eyes, brimming with curiosity and intrigue. Suddenly she smiled, showing me all her teeth and I felt my chest throb and my fly tighten. But it didn't last long. As soon as she opened her mouth all the charm ended. "Oh,” sighed the angel. “I thought you were dead, but your chest was moving. That's why I covered your mouth and nose, to see if you would react with that, but you started to move like crazy and I had to let you go, but at least you woke u
“So, this is where the boxes come?” I asked turning to look at her. "Yes” see nodded and ran towards the shore until she stopped a few feet from me. "Right here I always get them." “And you take them to the cabin?” I questioned incredulously. “It’s at least a mile there.” That box weighed at least 30 pounds; I did not think such a feat possible coming from such a small person. "Of course, I do it silly,” she replied laughing, "Who else if not?" “And how do you do it?” "I drag them up the slope and put in several banana leaves. The biggest I can get!” She exclaimed excitedly, "And then it's easier that way...” “What about the porch steps?” She laughed again, spinning around me in circles. “Well, I'm turning it step by step until I have it on top, some are heavier than others because they contain clothes, books and other things, but I always manage to climb them.” I got dizzy turning with her so I could se
"And then he told me to have some dignity... How am I supposed to act, Peter?" My feathery friend flapped his wings in response. "Yeah, I know I haven't shown my best attitude, but he makes me nervous, you know? Every time I see his eyes, my hands shake and my thoughts divide.” I explained confused. Peter jumped off my legs and started running while cheering loudly, making me laugh even as frustrated as I felt. "I would like to understand what you say, maybe that would be the answer I need...” I snuggled into the trunk of the apple tree on which my back was leaned, and bit my dinner, while my thoughts continued on the man who had arrived in the morning. Alex was... Very handsome. I blushed remembering what it felt like when we hugged in the river cave, and tried better to focus on what came next. It reminded me of the past, when I was nine years old and visiting my grandfather. He would always scold me even for
“Alex, I think I'll die...” "Hold on, I know we will make it." "It hurts a lot, Alex..." "Hush honey, here they come." “It doesn't matter, I'm already dead...” I woke up with a start, a product of the lightning that echoed in the darkness of the room. The nightmare left me confused by not remembering where I was, but soon my mind cleared. I was in Abbie's cabin, and she wasn't in her bed. I sat up, still trying to normalize my breathing, and scanned the room for the owner. Another flash of lightning lit up the room, making the cabin shudder and I could see a shadow in front of the window overlooking the beach. “Abbie?” I got up and went over to her, since she apparently hadn't heard me when I called her. “Abbie?” She startled when I took her by her shoulders to turn her, "What's wrong, little one? You can’t sleep?” "No,” she murmured with her e