Life should come with a sign that says "DON'T MAKE PLANS BECAUSE I'LL FUCK YOU” or at least that's what I thought right now.
I planned my life three months ago.
I’d finish high school, I’d move to Chicago to study law, I’d live with Olivia, we would get jobs to become independent, in the third year of our career I’d ask her to marry me, we would get married surrounded by our families and close friends, we would have at least four children, we would see them grow up and give us grandchildren, I’d grow old next to the woman of my life. The woman I loved, the one who complemented me, my everything.
Apparently, I was very wrong with my plans, because despite knowing her since I was thirteen, that she became my best friend and later my girlfriend, it didn’t make me really know her and, having had a magic crystal ball that warned me that my day would end the way it did, I definitely wouldn't have gotten out of bed that morning
Burbank"Come on Marky, five more and you're done...”"Yes, of course, since you are not the one who is suffering, right?” I answered breathlessly."I remind you that it was you who asked me for help.” she countered, getting up.“Livie, don't go please” I asked her from the ground, putting my glasses on, but she ignored me and kept walking “Don't be mean! At least help me up... okay?”Livie stayed where she was with her back to me, we were just starting out and she had already regretted helping me; just five days ago I had asked for her help to exercise, because obviously, with forty kilos overweight, I was not in shape so to speak.But Livie didn’t understand the reason for my strong decision to want to lose weight."If you want my help, first you're going to tell me why after eighteen years now you want to lose weight.” She demanded without turning ar
“But, how?” Beyond was to say that I was surprised “I've seen you date several guys, Livie.”"Yeah, you're right.” she agreed, "but I've never... gone to more than dating, Mark.”"I don't understand.” I said, still confused, "the guys you've dated are not horrible, on the contrary, they're handsome.”“Was Daniel right to call you gay, Mark?” She asked with an amused grimace "you're scaring me.” she got serious, "let's see, why so many questions?”"Well, first.” I started to say, "no, I'm not gay, I love women” one in particular, but she doesn't know “it's just that I find it weird that a woman as beautiful as you and about to turn eighteen, has never been kissed before.”"The same could be said about you, Marky.” she countered "You've never been kissed either.”"Unlike you.” I continued, "I don't consider myself
After Livie abandoned me to my fate on the roof, I set about fixing her private torture chamber, which had a varied space of different torture so that I, apparently, could choose my own cause of death.With the building landlord’s authorization, an old lady in her seventies, we had both set up a kind of gym on the roof of the building; And when I said “kind”, that was it, since we barely had a few dumbbells, a stationary bicycle one of the neighbors had donated to us and a treadmill that Livie's father was going to sell but, thanks to his daughter, now it decorated a specific space to make me sweat, literally, the fat drop.According to the schedule Livie had set me, now I had to get up every day at six in the morning, yes, of course, and start with that yoke where I had to last fifteen minutes on the treadmill to stretch my apparently atrophied muscles, fifteen minutes on the bike and another fifteen minutes jumping rope, ha! do
“Your silence is really scaring me, you know?”But I still didn't get an answer."Come on, Livie, you haven't spoken to me in twenty minutes.” I kept insisting.Livie had arrived about forty minutes ago, half of which had been silent after I told her what had happened.She had only stayed lying on bed and since then she had only dedicated herself to looking at me, an action that made my hair stand on end so I had moved away from her until I ended up with my back leaning against the wall in front of the bed, waiting for an execution order to be issued against me."Well.” I continued saying when I didn't get a response "I'll go and make something for dinner.” I headed for the door."If you move.” Livie finally said "I swear I'll throw you a shoe, Richard Marcus Sanders.”"Come on, Livie, you know it's not my fault, I have no way out, do you think I'd rather work that day than spend it with you?&
It was Thursday afternoon and I was terribly bored.I had been at work for over two hours and I had only sold one record. An eight dollars record to a crazy Britney Spears’ fan which had paid with pennies. If the girl hadn’t said that she had saved for more than two months to be able to buy it, never, not in a million years, would I have accepted that absurdity, but the poor girl would surely have even cried when she broke the piglet.At that time, I was at the counter looking at Mr. Fitcher with a certain grimace of disgust. The guy was combing his hair once more, the only lock of hair that remained in the reflection that the store's glass gave, surely that’s why no one entered the place.Suddenly, my cell phone, which had cost almost three months of salary and which I was so proud, began to ring.“Mark!” Livie's scream sounded louder on the other end of the line."Livie.” I answered in a whisper so my boss woul
“When will you tell her how you feel about her?” Nick asked me as soon as I entered the store.“What are you talking about?” I said pretending ignorance."Come on, man.” Nick insisted with a little push, "don't be like that, you know I'm talking about Livie.”I only managed to frown.“Why does everyone think I feel more than friendship for her?” I asked annoyed.“Do you want a list?” Nick scoffed, "Well, I assure you that when it’s my friend’s birthday, the most I can do for her is to give her a record and that.” he paused, leaning over to whisper the rest, "it's because I have a fifteen percent discount on the merchandise.”"She already has all the records she wants.” I said nervously."That's right.” Nick agreed, "but that's because you've given them all away without having an important date involved.”"Of course not.”
Nick whistled as we entered my room."Nice.” he said, throwing himself in my double bed, messing it up in the process."Thank you.” I answered still from the door, because I didn't know what to do now.Besides Livie, no one else had been in my room before, well, except my parents of course, but the notion of now having a friend of the same gender was not yet digested by my brain."Okay, let’s do it.” Nick said, pulling me out of my thoughts, he got up from the bed with one of my pillows in hand and held it out to me, "here, this will be your girl's body.”"Okay...” I mumbled surprised seeing Nick grabbing the other pillow and placing himself next to me."Well, the first thing you have to know.” Nick began with a mischievous look, "is that you have to be confident, therefore you have to know how to hold her.” he explained, placing his hands in the middle of the pillow “This wou
Perfect memories, painful realities...I was ecstatic, and although my body was in the record store, my mind was flying very far remembering the night before.Once I gave Livie the tickets, she had stayed until one a.m. when we realized I had to work the next day, otherwise she’d have stayed the night like she used to do in some movie Fridays.Livie had been berating me all night for wasting my money on tickets, but it really wasn't like that. About two months ago, I had won the tickets for winning a radio contest by answering the stupidest, most meaningless question I had ever heard.What would happen if the ozone layer broke? I’d heard the announcer say and well, I couldn’t believe the answers I had heard, so, tired of hearing so many people repeat that we all would die on more than one occasion, I had rolled my eyes and called the station with the answer .Ozone couldn't fly the announcer had affirmed my answe