Maria Eduarda
I'm wanting to throw something at Leon's head. The son of a bitch had the audacity to come with us to do security for us. Oh, how I wanted to take the smile off that handsome asshole's face. The desire is so great that I even managed to open a satisfied smile.
- Duda, what's that smile? - Vane asks.
- Ah, not an interesting one.
- What did you think of Leon?
- I didn't think anything!
- What do you mean? You didn't find anything? - she asks, amazed.
- That's right, I didn't find anything! - I won't tell you that I found him beautiful and that he has me confused about my own feelings.
- I know! - she looks at me suspiciously.
- Vane, I still haven't forgiven you about your boss," I grumble.
- Oh, come on! - she laughs.
- I'm serious!
- I saw you two together, and you looked so cute," she makes a heart with her hands.
- My God, Vane, stop seeing romance in everything! - I mock.
- And you have no idea how happy you were talking to Leon!
- What do you mean, happy? Your boss is tormenting me! - I defend myself. I had enjoyed his company just a little.
- It didn't seem like he was tormenting you.
- You didn't see anything, then," I shrug.
- Oh, yeah? And what did I miss?
- He kept trying to control me! - I grumble.
- And of course you hated it, didn't you? - she winks.
- Oh, yes, I really loved to hear him say "You, Duda, are my queen," I laugh, even though deep down I thought it was kind of cute.
- Oh my goodness, what a beautiful thing.
- You can keep it! - I joke.
- No, thanks, he's not my type.
- And why do you think he's my type?
- Because he has a crush on you!
- Let's forget about it, please? - Let's go to the kitchen, I want to drink some juice before going to bed.
- Yes, I still have to study! - I groan as I remember that I didn't even pay attention in class today.
- Any problems?
- No problem, it's just that I wasn't in the mood to study today," I say, not wanting to tell him what had happened to me.
- Are you sure? - she asks, as she pours me the guava juice.
- Yes!
- Well, then I'm going to take a shower, because tomorrow is another day.
- Go ahead, and I'll do the little dishes.
- Oh, you are so sweet! - she says, hugging me, and I laugh.
- Yes, I am a sweetheart.
- How conceited you are! - she mocks.
- Yes, and you love me too," I joke. I say good night to her and go to do the dishes.
I finish the washing up quickly and leave it to dry on the drainer. I go to my room and find my cell phone on the floor. I am a little afraid whether to pick it up or not. In the end I give in, pick up the cell phone from the floor and place it on the bed.
I decide to follow my sister and also go straight to the shower. Feeling the water falling on my body was really nice. I don't take long and soon I get out, dry off and put on a baby-doll, get my books and notebooks and start studying. I stay like this for a long time.
I was so busy with the subject that I almost didn't hear my cell phone ring. I am a little indecisive, not knowing whether to check it or not. Tomorrow without fail I have to change the SIM card.
I pick up my cell phone and, still a little afraid, unlock it. I realize that I didn't have any missed call, but a message on WhatsApp. When I open it, I find a message that made me happy and at the same time I want to choke my sister.
"Good night my queen, I hope you dream of me!"
That man is really impossible. He is annoying. Hot, but annoying.
"Sorry to disappoint you, I don't know what good dreaming is!"
I finish writing the message and send it. Before long, he sends me another one:
"Ah, my queen, by my side you will always have good dreams!"
Incredibly, I believe him. I can't get involved with him!
"And who says I want you?"
I send the message quickly, my heart racing.
"My queen, as I said before, you belong to me!"
I end up laughing at his message, and I must agree with my sister, he makes me laugh.
"My God, how cheesy you are!"
As soon as I finish sending the message, another one arrives:
"Not tacky! My queen, I'm just a man in the mood for a beautiful woman!"
My heart leaps when I read this message. And I write down what I think of his words.
"So you texted by mistake, I am not a beautiful woman!"
"Contrary to what you think, I will show you how you are my beautiful queen! Write down what I am about to tell you: very soon you will be mine!"
I am moved by the way he wrote, even though he says those cheesy and cute words at the same time. One thing I can say: I am not the right woman for him, and maybe I never will be.
Tears flow without my realizing it, as I see that I had a man who was into me, only I could never have, and I answer, with pain in my heart:
"I am a woman who cannot love, much less be loved by a man like you, Leon! I think you'd better look for another woman who will make you happy and who won't carry a past full of pain and suffering!"
Just as I was about to turn off my cell phone, it ends up ringing:
- Nothing you say will make me give up on you, my queen!
- Leon, I can't get involved with anyone!