I roll over in bed and close my eyes for five minutes, but all my efforts to sleep are useless because I'm thinking about her. Obviously another awake night awaits me so I get up from my bed at once and go to the desk. It is impossible for me not to spend hours and hours looking at her photos. I grab one of the photos on the table and start to appreciate them again, the photo was taken from behind while Kim was walking along the road.
I remember that day perfectly, she looked totally carefree, with her hair down and listening to music with her headphones on. In the photograph you can only see her back, her long legs and her short hair, but it is more than enough to drive me crazy. She's a goddess. Everyone should realize how magnificent she is, but apparently they see her as a normal person. Anyway I prefer it that way because it will be mine and nobody else's.
I put the photo on the wall and tape it, its place is next to the others. My photo collection is quite large and I am proud of what I have achieved. So far, my favorite photo is one that was taken from the front when she was sitting under a tree. Kim appears smiling while talking to her cousin and that gives her a beautiful touch. I could spend the whole day admiring her photos, but I feel like something is missing from my collection. I have no photos of her, eating or reading, and that is unacceptable. I have to capture those moments at all costs.
She is too deep in my mind and in my blood. I always find myself wondering what she is doing and what she is thinking and that somehow gives her dominance over me. She does not even know the impact she has on my life, but the day will come when she realizes and I must be prepared for that moment.
I know that Kim loves me, we are for each other, and we could both spend the rest of our life together. We would be so happy away from everything and everyone. She could make me her slave without any problem, living at her service would be a dream come true, but there is a problem. I pick up another photo from my desk and look at it with disgust, there he appears talking to her. I tear the photo into pieces and drop them to the ground. I have tried to be patient and to control my anger attacks, but my patience has reached its limit.
He is to blame for confusing her. I must not allow him to approach her, I will not let him separate us. He thinks he is very intelligent, but he is not more cunning than me. I admire his courage because I know he is not willing to step back, but neither me. I grab my ax and start sharpening it. The time has come to take more drastic measures. If I have to kill him, then I will.
I was very excited to read the new book that I had bought online. As soon as the package arrived at my house, I got comfortable in my room on the desk and started reading. My window was open and it offered me a very nice view of the landscape outside. It was a sunny afternoon in Puerto Cabezas and I could hear the birds singing in the distance. It seemed like the perfect time to immerse myself in my reading.I wasn't a romantic woman so the novels that revolved around a love story seemed very boring to me. The book I was reading was suspenseful and I was very intrigued, I was so immersed in the story that I was really scared when my alarm went off. I grabbed my phone and read the reminder. It was time to study. I turned the page I was reading and put the book on my desk.There was an unusual movement in the house next door because a new family was moving. Before leaving for college in the morning, I caught a glimpse of a moving truck that had brought their furniture, b
The next day I was having breakfast quietly until I remembered that I had a neighbor to avoid, the event of the previous night invaded my brain and I couldn't help but feel ashamed. I didn't want to remember anything about what happened, but my brain was a specialist, forgetting the important things and repeating as a scratched disc the biggest shames of my life. And if it was shame, last night I had broken a new record.For nothing in the world did I want to see Ezra again, but now he was my neighbor and it would be difficult to hide from him. A temporary solution was not to go to the cafeteria or shop at the supermarket, but as much as I wanted to avoid it. I knew that sooner or later I would meet him again. It was a real shame.I went to one of the windows that looked towards his house and moved the curtain slightly. There was nobody in the garden and there was no sign of Ezra either. That was my moment. I grabbed my backpack and quickly went out on the road to take
Somehow I walked up the road and got into a taxi, I didn't even go back to my section to pick up my bag, I wanted to scream and break something, but I bit my lower lip and kept quiet the whole way. The taxi was pretty fast, but the way back home seemed like forever.How did this happen? Why didn't I see the signs? I should never have dated Fernando. When I met him, he gave me a good impression, but it turned out to be the opposite of what I thought. I thought he loved me, but it was all a farce, he only saw me as a challenge, he thought that he could change my way of being, but he was wrong and I made the same mistake in thinking that I could change him. What a fool I was. The tears wanted to come out of my eyes, but somehow I kept them inside. All I wanted at the time was to lock myself in my room.I opened the door of my house and entered with slow steps. Without a doubt it would be very difficult to tell my mother what had happened, at first I had justified Fernando
The sunlight invaded my entire room and I was forced to open my eyes. My routine as a college student was starting to bother me. Thank goodness I only had one more year to go to finish and get my degree so I needed to push myself a little harder. In a perfect world Fernando would withdraw from university and I could be calm, but it was obvious that this was not going to happen.I crawled out of bed and started to get ready, my mood was on the floor. I went down the stairs with a slow step, I wanted to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, but when I got to the living room I was struck by an envelope that was under the front door. Had someone left us a message? It must have been a mistake, my parents' clients never addressed them in such an informal way and no friend of mine would send me a note ignoring WhatsApp. I went over to investigate and opened the envelope, it was a typewritten letter and had my name written in capital letters on the back of the paper. I started r
The next day I woke up thinking about Isaac, it made me nervous just remembering his words. I had to summon the courage to confess my feelings to him, and I had to do it soon. I got ready as usual and just as I was about to leave the house I noticed another piece of paper lying under the door."It's impossible," I whispered puzzled.Was it another note from Isaac? A part of me was flattered. I took the page and read it without knowing what to expect:“I can't wait to see you, being away from you is a real ordeal for me, I already want to get close to you so I can caress your hair and touch your lips. Your vanilla perfume drives me crazy, everything in you drives me crazy. We'll be together soon."I stared at the door, but I was actually thinking about what I had read. It was a very romantic message and it made me feel a little strange because I didn't usually get that kind of attention. I opened the door and looked around, but no one was there so I
I was getting ready as usual when someone started to whistle in front of my house, I went to the window and saw that it was Isaac, he was riding a black motorcycle, he had a very sexy black leather jacket and he was wearing an extra helmet for me. My eyes widened, had Isaac bought a motorcycle? I was not expecting that surprise. I opened my window and waved at him, Isaac smiled at me and motioned for me to come down. He wanted to take me to college. Pulse racing, I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs. My parents were standing in the living room ready to go to work."Hurry up Kim, Isaac is waiting for you," my mom said carelessly as she fixed my dad's tie. They trusted Isaac as much as I did and didn't even ask me questions when I went out with him.I went to meet him and found him leaning on the seat of the motorcycle. It was parked on the side of the road and it looked flawless. Every last strand of his hair was in place."Well, well. Look what we have here,&r
On Sunday Isaac called me on the phone and said good morning, it was just what I needed to start my day, we both really wanted to see each other and we would have made plans if it were not because I received a text message from Ezra reminding me that he would arrive in the afternoon to remove my stitches."Your neighbor is starting to annoy me," Isaac admitted to my surprise.“Don't say that Isaac, remember that he is going to do me a great favor by removing the stitches.”"Okay, I guess we'll see you tomorrow." I don't know if I will survive that long away from you."As always so dramatic," I scoffed.“Behave yourself and don't get too close to that little doctor.”“He is not interested in me, there is no reason for you to be jealous.”“I would not be so sure.”I frowned.“Why do you say that?”"I'm sure he sent you the roses."I was quiet for a m
I looked in the mirror and all I found were dark circles that was to be expected since I hadn't slept well the night before. I took out my makeup kit and put on a lot of concealer and foundation, usually nothing I did looked good on me, but that day I achieved a decent result. All I needed was more practice.Isaac called me early and told me that he would be late for classes, so the best thing was for me to go on my own and meet at the university. Walking down the hall I could hear my parents talking in their room, but I was too late for college so I left the house without saying goodbye to them. While waiting for a taxi on the side of the road I began to receive strange looks from some people who passed in front of me. How much did they see? What was wrong with me? I snorted and pretended nothing was wrong, but when I saw a woman with an astonished expression I realized that she was not looking at me, I followed that woman's gaze and turned to see my house for the first time
The jury found Ezra guilty of attempted murder and he received a sentence with the possibility of parole. Knowing that I was behind bars reassured me a lot, but that was not all. The accident fractured his spine and left him disabled for life, so that he could never get away from his wheelchair. It was very surprising for everyone.Isaac and I went back to college after he was discharged from the hospital and our classmates threw us a surprise party. We both started studying hard and focused on reaching our goals. Life was actually too short to live meaninglessly. We both knew what we wanted to do with our lives and that pushed us forward.My life was never the same as before, but changed to become a much better existence, my family became more united than it already was and I had Isaac by my side brightening my days which was invaluable. I could leave my house as many times as I wanted so I felt like a butterfly in freedom, I decided to add outdoor exercise sess
Days and weeks passed and Ezra continued without being caught. Local television channels stopped covering his escape and began to focus on the other news of the moment. The police patrols guarding my house and Paola's were removed without our being able to do anything. After all the advance that I thought I had made in the right direction, I fell back again.Paola and I spoke several times a day on the phone and she told me that she could no longer see her house in the same way, which was very understandable because her whole home reminded her of what happened and that filled her with fear. I couldn't help but feel guilty while listening to her, Ezra must have hanged me and not her. My uncles did not take long to come to the conclusion that their daughter required psychological therapy and they offered me to go with her, I declined their offer because I preferred to focus on other things, however the idea sounded perfect to my mother's e
Isaac knocked on Margaret's door and we both waited for her to open it for us. The sun was very strong and it was around two in the afternoon. Isaac grabbed my heavy backpack and pulled it off my back to put it on his. After the incident with Paola, I didn't think to go back to college anymore, but Isaac used all the charms he had and managed to convince me to go with him. For her part, Paola was not going to attend classes for a while and that made me sad although her position was perfectly understandable.I felt someone's gaze on me and instantly looked back, yet there was no one there, not even a car. Being on that property brought back bad memories and any creaking in the garden would put my nerves on edge. Isaac noticed my nervousness and grabbed my hand.“Relax nothing happens.”I nodded and squeezed his hand.“Are you sure you don't read my mind?”"Sometimes yes," he replied with a smile.Margaret opened the do
I grabbed my favorite mug and began to make myself an extra strong coffee, the sun had risen in all its splendor and the atmosphere felt very calm, the opposite to my mind that it was complete chaos. I could not sleep all night and therefore felt very tired. I could hear my parents talking in the living room while they watched the news, everything that happened was on the news, they were even talking about it on the radio. My classmates left me a thousand messages of support and Margaret offered me her apologies even though she was not to blame for anything. I sat in the dining room and started sipping my coffee while trying to decide what to do with my life.Isaac called me back for the millionth time, however I preferred to ignore my phone and let the call get lost. I had nothing to say and I didn't want to hear him because his voice could tear my self-control apart. Our relationship had ended and I was trying to convince myself that it was the best, it hurt me to know that
I lost consciousness as a result of the fall and wandered in the darkness of my mind for a time that I could not define. When I started to open my eyes again I did not feel my body at all and did not remember anything about the latest events. I needed to lift my head and meet Ezra's blue eyes to remember my horrible situation, he was kneeling next to me with a bloody shoulder and staring at me as he turned the knife in his hand. I screamed in fear and wanted to run, however my body did not move a muscle, the pain began to run through my entire being and I had to ignore it to start crawling back. Ezra got up and began to slowly advance towards me while squeezing the handle of the knife.“All I did was give you love and you pay me like this” What he said was an abomination to my ears, “I sent you roses, I gave you a doll made especially for you, I wrote you thousands of love letters and I always made sure that you were fine. Has that asshole Isaac done somethi
The birds did not stop singing and flying from one side to the other, I could see them through my window but that did not manage to lift my spirits because it reminded me of what I experienced the night before. I was lying on my bed watching the hours go by. It was a Saturday and I couldn't go to class to distract myself so I was just getting deeper into my misery.I grabbed a painting of Isaac and looked at it longingly. For four years he was my best friend, we shared many things together and although I secretly loved him I never thought there could be chemistry between the two and it turns out that I was very wrong. Since I met him, he caught my attention so I could not say exactly how long he had enchanted me, in fact it was very possible that I had always loved him without realizing it. The urge to cry invaded me but I held myself back because I wasn't going to fix anything by crying. I gave the photo a kiss and held it against my chest. I wanted to hug him and he w
It was still very early and I was ready to go to college, my parents were still asleep and I had to take advantage of that to leave but I couldn't help feeling insecure, I watched the horror house through my side window and I didn't see any suspicious movements. I was eager to confront Margaret yet the opportunity had not presented itself.I sat at my desk and turned on my computer to review the recordings of the cameras in real time, I felt very safe inside my house but everything changed when I went out to the outside world. Ezra could be waiting for me around the corner, he could even show up at the university, he had no idea what he was planning and it was a risk I had to take. Everything looked normal outside so I shut down the computer and put all my fears aside to go to college.I waited for Isaac in the hall but he never came, the classes did not interest me in the least but I was hoping that he would show up so I decided to enter the section and take a seat in
I fell on the roof that divided the two floors, but it was very slippery and I did not have time to hold on so I fell crashing to the garden floor. My back took the full impact of the fall and a stab of pain ran up and down my spine, inevitably making me scream. The pain was unbearable, I had never felt something so intense in my entire life. It all happened in a matter of seconds and in a way it seemed like a dream, but my suffering confirmed that it was very real. I wanted to run to safety, but I was not able to stand up, I did not even know what was happening to me. I crawled to the side and couldn't keep moving anymore because my body didn't respond to me, my face was up so I tried to concentrate on breathing while looking at the ceiling.“Kim!” Ezra was calling me from upstairs but he couldn't see me because the ceiling prevented him. I kept quiet and stopped making noise, however he stopped calling me and I knew he was going to come down to find me, th
When I woke up the next day, everything that happened seemed unreal. I did not go to the university because I never thought to return, I could never feel at ease knowing that he was with me in the same section. Before all this chaos started the only important thing for me was to finish my degree and now I didn't care in the least. Isaac kept calling me but I didn't even go to my phone, I felt too hurt and one part of me had many things to reproach him while the other preferred not to know anything more about him.My parents had a very important appointment in court that they couldn't cancel so they left me alone and I preferred it that way because I needed silence. The sky was very cloudy and as expected it started to rain, I was wearing black pants and a long-sleeved black blouse that covered me up to the wrists, my hair was loose and I put on comfortable shoes.I sat at my desk and watched the raindrops through the window as I lost myself in thought. I felt very depr