My Sister's Boyfriend
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"Does it make that much difference?"

"It's just curiosity.

"I haven't been talking to Ceci much. She's been avoiding me.

-Um...

"You know, I still want to know what you did to make her mad at you. I pulled my hand from his, crossing my arms. He snorted, looking at me seriously.

"I also want to know if Igor kissed you. We stared, waiting for the other's answer.

- Totally and entirely useless discussion. -Declared. We were silent for a while, until Alexander broke the silence.

"I think we need to get out of this room." I feel like I'm moldering in the middle of Saturday.

"Why leave?" I like to mold. -Complained. He pulled me off the bed, making me hug him from behind.

-Stop being sedentary.

"Ah Alexander, please. I want to stay at home. He let go of my hands, turning me around. Looking me in the eye, he seemed focused.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just that there's one thing... on your forehead...

-What?

"I think it's dust..." It's definitely dust. He pretended to cough.

"Idiot. I rolled my eyes.

"There's dust here, near your mouth. He pulled me closer, running his hand around the corner of my mouth. Her face getting closer. I remained relaxed, feeling a sudden urge to laugh at his naughty face. "You're the neediest person I know..."

"Ceci is more needy than I am. I looked at Alexander, amazed at how great he was at breaking the mood sometimes.

-You're right. "I got rid of him. "I'm going to get ready." You need to see Ceci soon before you start changing my name to hers. Honestly, I wasn't hurt by Alexander for saying that. It was just a fact. He was crazy about Ceci and it was palpable, it wasn't something I was going to compete in. But hey, he was my boyfriend and I felt slightly uncomfortable about it. I walked to the bathroom, leaving Alexandre looking like a taxo behind, going to get ready. This was going to be a very predictable afternoon. We were going to meet Cecilia and Igor and in the end... I would leave hurt. Heavens, I really don't want to meet him. But at the end of the day, nothing I wanted really happened. Alexandre and I didn't talk while we were going to the beach. I wore a light blue dress and flat sandals. He looked good in shorts and a baggy shirt. I looked around, the beach was crowded. Full of acquaintances and seemed very lively. They were talking about extending the party into the night, lighting a fire. Those very familiar and simple things. -Mary... Talk to me, seriously.

"Do you really expect to get me to talk to you by calling me Mary?"

"It was just to get attention. He laughed softly. "I'm sorry if I've been talking about her a lot and...

-Relax. I know it must be involuntary to think about her.

-Is... I'm sorry.

"Don't apologize. Seriously. I'm used to it. - Used to my exes, current and future boyfriends falling in love with my sister. I was almost convincing myself that it was some kind of karma. "Just, let's enjoy the party before my bad luck lures the two of us closer."

"Too late. I looked where he was looking. Ceci was surrounded by friends, and Igor in the middle. He was laughing. Really laughing with them. That surprised me. I averted my eyes from them. -So... Do you have time to get away?

-No. He kept looking in that direction. "Igor has already seen us.

"Damn it..." I moaned, mischievous, taking a deep breath. "Let's go there before they come."

He pulled me by the arm, then quickly came over and kissed me. His hand gripping the back of my neck, returned the awkward kiss. He pulled away and winked at me, mischievous. Holding my hand and pulling me close to Igor and Ceci gaping. I couldn't help but smile at the irony of the whole situation.

We got close to Igor, who drank his glass of beer in one sitting. Looking at my hand in Alexander's, intertwined. He now had a cracked jaw and his expression made me curious, the first time I saw his face taken by something like that. -Hi. I murmured, looking at Ceci. That gave a yellow smile.

"I didn't think you'd come.

"Alexander persuaded me to come. - I smiled, surprised that I was feeding the conversation.

"I'm going to talk to some acquaintances. I'll be right back. Ceci said walking away, magically her friends ended up disappearing too. It was just the three of us, one looking at the other's face. Alexander snorted, but tried to strike up a conversation with Igor. They started talking, and I rolled my eyes at their cynicism. I get distracted, looking at the movement of the beach. Then I stared at them, the murmurs were gone. They snap, their expressions angry. I wondered what I missed. Alexander looked at me, seriously.

"I'll be right back. He said, already walking, his eyes fixed on the direction Ceci had just gone. He kissed my cheek lightly as he passed by and I rolled my eyes. Looking at Igor. He spoke calmly, taking a sip of his beer:

"Aren't you going to run away?" - laughs softly. Surprised, because I wasn't really bothered this time.

"I'll wait for Alexander to come back, so I don't lose him."

"Hmm..." We sat in silence, watching people walk by. "So you and him..." together? -That's that.

"Why?" I looked at him, who looked exasperated now. I raised an eyebrow, confused. "Because what?"

"Why are you together?" That is... I know he likes Ceci. It's kind of obvious. I swallowed, feeling my good mood fade. "But doesn't that bother you?" Know that your boyfriend likes your sister? "Everyone likes Ceci better, it's a fact and..." I took a deep breath, giving him a light thumbs up. "Thank you for rubbing this in my face.

"That's not what I meant...

"That's exactly what it was. Don't worry. And... I'm with Alexander, because he does me good. We were silent again. I heard him whisper softly:

Did I make you feel good? - I thought about it for a while and ended up choosing to be honest, I chose to be honest:

"I don't know how to answer. I don't know if you were yourself before. I don't even know who you are now.

"Who am I?" He smiled slightly. "That's an easy one... I am Igor, the one who loves...

"My sister. I interrupted, not sure if I wanted to hear the conversation.

"I love a Maria. It's just that she's too proud to let me say it. I didn't speak for a few seconds, then I shook my head in disapproval:

- You like to complicate everything. Don't like to see me happy?