My Sister's Boyfriend
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"That's what I'm afraid of. You're not going to be a lady. "Ceci knew me too well, most of the time it sucked. She sucked. Stubborn, pushy and annoying. "The last thing you're going to be is a 'lady.' "I'm hungry and getting annoyed by this conversation. "I decided to cut the subject, which was going on too long. The option of suicide seemed more and more pleasant. All so you don't have to listen to Ceci's insistence. "Then we'll talk. "No, let's go on now.

- Maria Cecilia. If we continue this conversation, tomorrow will be the worst date of your life! -Threatened. "And you know I'm really capable of it.

- All right. I'm leaving! Enjoy your meal.

She got up from the bed and went to the door. Before leaving, she turned to me. "His nose isn't crooked!"

"Keep deluding yourself..." She stuck out her tongue before leaving. I chuckled softly before biting into my sandwich. Starting to think about him. I took a sip of coke. Angry with myself. Not being able to stop the thoughts and that realization. -Drug! She's right... His nose is not crooked.

I continued to sit on the couch, totally tense, while Ceci finished getting ready. Karol was sitting next to me, looked at me curiously and every now and then she fiddled with the careful ponytail that Ceci had made and that would fight a lot if it was undone, she preferred not to even think about the scandal that this possibility would entail.

"Karol, stop messing with that hair. Ceci appeared, already tidy. She wore a skirt and a printed T-shirt that sat well on her body, with platform sandals on her feet. I looked at a beat-up all-star and my old band t-shirt. I was being humiliated before I even left the house.

We heard a knock on the door, Karol all excited ran to answer. I just stared at the television, seeing his reflection on the dark screen. My heart rebelled and I tried to control myself. I tried not to care.

"Are you ready?" His voice made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, when he was so far away it seemed so much easier, now to have him close, to have such a firm certainty of his presence and closeness, as his voice, was almost maddening. I controlled the impulse to run, to flee from that place.

-Clear. Shall we, Malu? I stood up, looking at the floor. I walked past them, and stopped in front of a car. A silver goal. I looked up at the sky and the sun ended up hurting my eyes. "You can come in.

"I didn't know you had a car. Ceci said, smiling contentedly.

- yes, I bought it a few months after last year's holidays. I stiffened, remembering that he had told me he would do just that. Buy a car with your savings. But his mention of the past vacation seemed to have been directed at me, not her. Karol opened the car door before me and quickly got inside. Slamming the door shut. "I think she liked it...

"She always likes it. I think what she likes most about my sister's boyfriends are the cars. She's a gasoline Mary. I said, getting into the car. And I didn't give a damn if I was cruel or not. The whole car was impregnated with the smell of Igor. To distract myself, I helped Karol pack her belt while the couple sat quietly in the front seats. Ceci shot me with her eyes and I grimaced, shrugging.

For a few minutes everyone was silent, but then Karol started talking and; Before I knew it, the three of them were talking excitedly as I just watched. I looked at Karol, who had his little eyes shining and was smiling as Igor said something about the planetarium. One more was conquered. It was perfect! My irony could suffocate me for good, I thought.

"What about you?" Do you like stars, Malu?" Igor asked, looking at me in the rearview mirror. I wondered what was the problem with this creature.

-No. I don't like it.

"What a liar. She does. She said it once. Ceci interrupted. And I knew it was going to suck.

"I never said I liked it.

"I said yes. Don't you remember? You were sleeping on Mrs. Betty's husband's farm. You whispered in your sleep. "The stars look so beautiful. So beautiful because you're here with me..." I always wanted to know who it was that was with you in the dream.

-Shut up, Ceci! This is information that could not be shared in any way!

"Why?" She said, amused by my blush. Disgrace! "Oh, don't play tough because you're melted butter.

-Cecilia! Shut up. A. Mouth. I squeaked, wanting to disappear.

-Uh. What a stress. Don't you think so, Igor? Igor didn't even move, he just looked at me in the rearview mirror. I sank into the car seat, trying to disappear from his sight. Cursing with all my might my sister and her boyfriend.

I grabbed my cell phone, putting on my headphones angrily. And I turned on the music at the greatest height. Just to drown out the sound of their conversation, wanting to forget the awkward scene of a few minutes ago, to forget the way Igor looked at me. Like me, remembering a certain day at the Planetarium, I bet. And now... Now he was taking my sister to see that place. I tried not to care, not to even think. I just leaned my head against the window of the jolting car. Feeling my head hurt, my ears had already become accustomed to the sound of the music, but the situation seemed more and more unbearable.

As it turned out, the tour wasn't too bad. Mainly because when we entered the full planetarium I managed to disappear. I disappeared from them, from all their amusement, and walked aimlessly. Observing the cool things about this Planetarium, which was much bigger than the other one I went to. Much more interesting, modern, giant and beautiful.

I ended up stopping in an interesting corridor in the middle of my wanderings, it was dark, but with small lights well located. Looking like the starry sky. I followed it, knowing it must be a forbidden place, at least for now at this hour. I ended up in those rooms with a big screen and a giant, very realistic model of the Solar System. It must have been the place where they did the presentation about the Solar System and all that stuff.

"It's empty, maybe that means you can't stay here." Igor's voice made me jump in my seat. I looked around in the empty seat, embarrassed.

-Ops. I stared at him, embarrassed to be caught red-handed, who looked at me without looking away. I crossed my arms, returning to my serious and hostile posture. "How did you find me?"