My Sister's Boyfriend
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-No. You've forgotten everything. EVERYTHING! You only realize you've said shit when the person you care about turns their back on you. Igor, extremely hurt, turned his back on me. Already realizing the shit I'd done, I ran after him. Throwing me in front of the door, so he wouldn't leave. -Hey... I'm sorry.

"I'm sorry I can't remember. Seriously.

-I know. I know. Shhh. It doesn't stay that way. I pulled him by his shirt, unhappy to see that sad look, which definitely didn't match his face. He hugged me tightly, stroking my hair. Fingers moving on the back of my neck, making me relax. "I'm hot-headed. School, home, and stupid games. I just... I need to relax. I didn't mean to take it out on you.

"Look at me. I continued with my head on his chest. No courage to look into your eyes and mess it up. So, he got the job done. He held my face with his palms and made me look at him. Right in the eyes. -What's happening? "I don't know if I can do that, Igor. I interrupted a sob. Holding it in the throat and controlling the crying. Seeing him like that, so frank, made everything hurt. That situation was a tremendous piece of shit. And I was at my limit. "I'm trying, but it's hard.

-What?

"I can't. I can't tell you.

"Am I not your best friend?" He whispered, his breath close to my face. I wanted to pull away, but he kept me attached to his fingers.

"yes and... It's the reason. To a large extent. I can't.

"Do I have to remember?"

"That would be nice. "That would be perfect. Ideal.

"It would be nice if you didn't leave." Don't give up on me, Malu. Please. I stared at him confused. "I don't remember what happened, but something tells me you've already given up on me. I don't know how I know it, I just feel it. And... I don't want that to happen. I'll remember, I promise you. Just don't give up. You're my family now. The only thing of mine that I didn't have to remember to know that I've always loved. My best friend. Don't give up, please.

"I won't. I felt my heart tighten as he put his forehead to mine and I closed my eyes. Don't give up. I'd had so much shit. I could take so much more. By Igor. For me. By us.~*~

"I don't want to go in there. - he said quietly, making mention of turning around. Igor grabbed me by the shoulders, pushing me toward the door.

"And you're going to do this undoing for your cousin?" Shame on you, Mary of Lourdes. Igor said, imitating my mother's voice. Identical. "There are children in there!" I justified my regret, pointing to the door. And the sound of children's music coming out of there. "I'm afraid. "They're just kids.

"It's not just kids. They're mini demons. I grumbled, as he pulled me by the arm and rang the doorbell. We were going to my cousin's 1st birthday party and my aunt's baby shower. After much insistence on my mother's part, we ended up coming. Cecilia should already be there with Alexander. It's just that I, once again, was late. And I delayed Igor too, who had been invited by my mother; He had accepted it fully excitedly. One. Drug.

My aunt, with her huge belly and canary yellow dress, opened the door. With a tremendous smile. She had her hand resting on her belly and her dress gave the impression that she might explode. Igor looked at ease, smiling. - Malu! Come in, kids. Get. - she said, excitedly. I tried to contain my panic when we stopped at the door and before I could even step on the carpet a child bumped into me and I only didn't fall because Igor held me down. "It's off to a good start. He whispered in my ear. I snorted and turned to my aunt, flashing a half-smile.