He looked at me confused and realized I was in my underwear.
He grabbed the sheet and covered himself with it. I felt something inside me wanted to take it off and he had been saddened because he covered his body.Why the hell was she having so many sinful thoughts?God, I needed a priest right now."No, wait, I can explain. It's not what you think"."Ah, no? Then WHY ARE YOU SEMI-NUDGED? DID YOU RAPE ME?!," I quickly grabbed another pillow and kept hitting him with the pillow while practically cursing him.He got up from the bed to stop the blows, but I followed him without stopping hitting him."Shit, but if you stop hitting me, I could explain," he said, trying to grab my arms to make me stop, but I fought him off.I wasn't going to stop hitting him.He deserved it, I was starting to trust him, to like him, to make peace, but I got careless for a second and he took me to his room.ASLEEP, DAMMIT!"You took advantage of me while I was asleep!," I was getting tired, but I wasn't going to give up.When I felt my arms starting to fail in strength, he noticed and grabbed me from both sides and forged me into some kind of a headlock that made me fall on the bed.He tried to grab my hands to render me helpless, but I wouldn't let him.I stopped him by placing my hands on his chest, I pushed him with all my strength but he didn't even flinch. He finally grabbed my hands and I tried to push him also with my legs, since I was lying on the bed, but when I pushed him and he had my hands on him, we both went to the floor.I fell on top of him, sitting on his stomach, while he lay there."You're a fool, you're hurting yourself," I forced him to let go of my hands so I could get out."Minerva, listen to me, I would never take advantage of you, especially not when you are asleep," he grabbed me a little more firmly, but without being too rough."I don't want to listen to you. The facts say otherwise. Now let go of me!," I forced much harder and managed to get loose.I got up from on top of him and stepped over him, going to the door, but before I could open it and get out, I barely opened it a few inches, Ethan pushed the door open and leaned against it.I turned around and had him very close to me, his arm was over my head and he was leaning slightly over me. I had to move a little closer to the door behind me, to get away from him."Don't be spoiled and listen to me. I didn't take advantage of you, I only brought you in because you had fallen asleep on the couch. I took you to your room but it was padlocked, I tried to leave you in your father's room and it was also locked. I wasn't going to leave you on the couch alone, so I brought you here," I looked down, I felt embarrassed.I was right, every time I go out, I have the habit of leaving the doors locked in case they get stolen or something like that."That doesn't explain why you're in your underwear," I looked up and said firmly."Oh, yes, about that... I couldn't resist, you're so pretty," he looked at me sadistically, stroking my cheek as if I were a rapist.I looked at him terrified, turned around again and opened the door, but he closed it again like the first time and this time he laughed."Let me out, you stupid pervert! I'll call the police, I'll scream for the neighbors to come," I faced him again."I didn't even touch you. After I left you in bed sleeping, I stayed up watching TV and after a while I went to the kitchen to get something to eat. I found a chocolate bar, but I didn't know it had melted and I stained my clothes. I left them on the washing machine and came to bed, you were all covered up and I didn't remember you were there. I usually sleep in my underwear, so I just took off my pants and fell asleep," he shrugged, as if it was a common thing he was saying.I took a deep breath and looked down. Hoping my eyes wouldn't betray me and dart to the floor, they lingered on Ethan's very provocative abdomen and besides, in that pose and those black boxers, it was hard to concentrate.I had to admit, I was like to let myself be raped."Minerva, what the hell are you thinking?"I shook my head and turned my gaze to his face. His eyes were staring at me. I felt like I was between a rock and a hard place. It was either his mesmerizing eyes or his tantalizing body.Hell, Dad, couldn't you hire a fat, wrinkly lady? Or an old man who could barely hear what I was saying?"Okay, I'm sorry I assaulted you with a pillow. Now let me out," I kept looking at the window so as not to fall for his game."Now that I think about it, it did hurt when you hit me with the pillow," he paused and forced me to look at him, because he placed his hand on my chin. "The idea of raping you right now sounds so tempting," his voice sounded so seductive and husky, it made him look incredibly sexy.I felt my heart beating too fast, I was nervous. My hands felt like waterfalls from how sweaty they were.I took a deep breath to calm down, I had to get out of there."Don't be ridiculous. Don't ever do anything like that again or I'll seriously call the police". I pushed him slightly so I could get out of there as quickly as possible.He let go and let go of the door, laughing at my reaction. I was able to open the door and run out to get my bag, so I could open my room.I opened it and locked myself in. I put my hands on my chest which felt like it was going to explode because of my heart. That idiot.I leaned against the door and let myself fall until I was sitting on the floor."Who does he think he is? Silly, silly"I felt nervous, what was going on? I had never had anything like that happen to me with any guy.I'm not saying I'm immune, no, but I've never been this nervous before, not even with my ex. Not even with my ex. There was something weird about him, something different.God, why did he have to be so hot?This may be called karma or something like that. This is what I get for, in a way, being glad I'm not going with my dad on vacation.I need my girl friends, even though if I tell them... they'll bug me about this for life and he was just messing with me, I could tell from here to China.Fuck, everything was getting more and more complicated.Since that incident, Ethan had been much nicer and at the same time distant with me, we were getting along a little better, but not like the day we both apologized to each other. He didn't accompany me when I went to the GYM or shopping with some of my girlfriends, but he was almost always stuck in my house. We didn't talk much, just trivial things like what he thought of what was on TV at the time or how was the food that night, totally impersonal and banal things.My friend Amy called me to confirm going to the beach in 2 weeks, I had already spent half a month on vacation and I hadn't realized what I had used it up on. Amy and Isabela since I told them about my "babysitter" always asked me about him, they even threatened me that if they didn't meet him soon, they were going to call him and meet him somewhere to get to know him for themselves. I couldn't allow that, so I said I would take him and clarified "as a babysitter" to the beach. They were excited and I was really nervous
"Okay, you start," even though I wanted to, I couldn't sit like him since I had a skirt and was a lady. I continued eating my exquisite pasta, waiting for him to start."I play the guitar," he said proudly."I play the piano," I said naturally."Hmm... I've never had a pet"."I did, a dog. Her name was Brandy"."When I was little, I fell out of my father's arms," he said with a grimace."I was dropped off the bed," I mimicked his grimace.We both fell silent, looking at each other. A few seconds later, we started laughing."I like to read a lot of books," I added, once my laughter had stopped."I like to read too," he said, smiling and stopping laughing."I learned to ride a bike when I was 15," I said with some embarrassment."What?," he stared at me, waiting for me to say it was a lie, but when he saw that I didn't say anything, he started to laugh."Don't laugh, I never had the chance, okay?," I pushed him slightly, somewhat resentfully."Please, Minerva. You learn that when you'r
"Mom, you always told me to be nice to everyone, I failed you. I'm so sorry. I'll try to make it up to him, he's not to blame. What a fool, Minerva."I sighed and stood up. When I realized, my cheeks were wet. I wiped myself with my shirt and opened the refrigerator again. I looked for something to make something to eat, it was the least I could do. I found meat and spaghetti. I made a tomato sauce and cooked the meat into meatballs, when it was all ready, I put the pasta on to cook. When I looked at the clock it was 8pm. I set the table for two and took a Coke out of the fridge. I looked for some bread in the pantry and cut several pieces and put them on a plate. As I was about to take them to the table, I met Ethan at the door. I almost dropped my plate from the fright he gave me."Ethan, I didn't hear you. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes". I smiled kindly and spoke in a rather calm tone of voice.He didn't answer and helped me, taking the dishes out of the pantry to eat.
I looked around. A double bed, simple, with a closet, two bedside tables, a large window on the right side of the bed, the door in front of the bed, a bathroom on one side.... This is not my room. Indeed, it wasn't, I was in the guest room.I sat on the bed, I had yesterday's clothes on. On a small piece of furniture was a bag, I figured it was Ethan's clothes. The bed was a mess, the sheet covering the mattress was wrapped around one of my legs. Next to me, I had a mountain of pillows and sheets."What the hell happened?," I said sleepily. I was really comfortable in that bed and didn't want to get up.I lay down again and hugged the mountain of pillows next to me with my arms and legs. I curled up, but suddenly I noticed the mountain was breathing.I froze. This can't be, no, no, no. This is a joke.I pulled back some sheets and a pillow and found a sleeping Ethan. He was peacefully asleep, I touched the pad of my index finger to his cheek to see if he was awake, but all he di
Since that incident, Ethan had been much nicer and at the same time distant with me, we were getting along a little better, but not like the day we both apologized to each other. He didn't accompany me when I went to the GYM or shopping with some of my girlfriends, but he was almost always stuck in my house. We didn't talk much, just trivial things like what he thought of what was on TV at the time or how was the food that night, totally impersonal and banal things.My friend Amy called me to confirm going to the beach in 2 weeks, I had already spent half a month on vacation and I hadn't realized what I had used it up on. Every night I would talk to my dad on Skype or occasionally call the house, when I did, I would talk to Ethan for a while, who would lock himself in his room to talk in privacy or rather so I wouldn't overhear his conversation and when I stopped talking to him, he would give it to me, standing in front, listening to what we were talking about.On Saturday, a week
Once out of the car, I walked a few steps and looked with my eyes for a car that could say "That must be Ethan's", I found a somewhat junked and previous generation one. When he passed me, perhaps on his way to get his car, I stopped him."So, instead of riding in my car, you'd rather ride in your junker," I pointed to the car and started walking towards it, laughing."Ha ha ha, really funny, Minerva. You did great on this one," he gave me an ugly look for a few moments and I smiled innocently. When the car rang, I realized it wasn't the actual used junk car that rang, but the big, black, four-door Honda Hr-v pickup truck.My jaw must have dropped to the floor and back.Ethan's expression turned to one of superiority, at best seeing my amazement with his truck.The truth is, it was beautiful and late model. When Ethan got in and started the car, I walked over to the passenger door and sat down. The seats were leather and beige, the stereo was late model. He laughed at my expression
"Okay, you start," even though I wanted to, I couldn't sit like him since I had a skirt and was a lady. I continued eating my exquisite pasta, waiting for him to start."I play the guitar," he said proudly."I play the piano," I said naturally."Hmm... I've never had a pet"."I did, a dog. Her name was Brandy"."When I was little, I fell out of my father's arms," he said with a grimace."I was dropped off the bed," I mimicked his grimace.We both fell silent, looking at each other. A few seconds later, we started laughing."I like to read a lot of books," I added, once my laughter had stopped."I like to read too," he said, smiling and stopping laughing."I learned to ride a bike when I was 15," I said with some embarrassment."What?," he stared at me, waiting for me to say it was a lie, but when he saw that I didn't say anything, he started to laugh."Don't laugh, I never had the chance, okay?," I pushed him slightly, somewhat resentfully."Please, Minerva. You learn that when you'r
Without saying anything, a few seconds later Ethan got into the car and started it to go back to the city. It was already around 7pm and we were arriving home, the road was much shorter than on the way, maybe because of the movement of cars. When we arrived, I ran up the stairs and in the middle of them, Ethan's voice stopped me."Minerva"."Yes?," I turned to face him, feeling a little more confident from a distance."I'm going out for a while now, okay?," he looked me in the eye, even though he was near the front door and I was halfway up the stairs."Where are you going?," I asked, trying to sound as disinterested as possible."Relax, honey, there's no reason for you to be jealous. You'll always be my favorite," he gave me an innocent smile. I rolled my eyes, turning my back on him and continuing on my way to my room. Idiot. What do you mean, jealous? As if I really cared where he was going and with whom.When I heard the front door open and close, I pulled my cell phone out of
"You shouldn't let anger get the best of you, brother," I tried to advise him."Oh, of course not, that's not going to happen," he murmured, sipping the remnants of his drink."The point is, you should calm down, go and expand your social networks just like she...""She doesn't expand her social networks; she's known him since she was seventeen!" he shouted in frustration, but I continued to look at him impassively."You should relax," I said with a shrug, finding it impossible to understand his nervous breakdown.Wasn't it his idea? He should just speak the truth, express his true feelings, and that's it.I know it's easier said than done, but it was the best way out instead of going around throwing punches."Is he holding her hand?" he asked through gritted teeth. "This is over."I sighed and decided to get him out of there before the situation turned into a bloody and unpleasant scene.I took care of dragging him out of the café and then let him run free, like a caged animal."Just
Valentine's Day had finally arrived.Daniel was a bundle of nerves, and spending the day helping him clean his house and prepare the dinner for the evening was getting on my nerves too.I didn't want to prepare anything for that day with Ethan because I knew, thanks to my brother-in-law, that he was planning a surprise for me, a surprise that I hadn't discovered yet.When we finished the preparations, Daniel accompanied me back home. Upon arriving, I saw that Ethan was at home.That surprised me."What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work?" I looked at him in doubt."Today is a special day. Did you really think I'd forget it and work until so late?" He put his hands on my waist to pull me closer."No, you never forget this day, and you always have some surprise for me." I hugged him, resting my head on his shoulder."Do you want to know your surprise?" Our gazes connected."I should be the one surprising you." I hesitated.Ethan gave me a sly smile and retraced his steps to re
I was immensely excited to see them since I hadn't seen them for several weeks. They had been on their honeymoon, and I wasn't expecting them back for another couple of days. Behind them were Iván and Amelia.Delia let them all in and appeared in the living room just behind them."Minnie!" Chris said excitedly."Why are you here so early?" I asked, genuinely confused by their early arrival."Do you think we'd leave you alone on our beautiful godson's birthday?" Isabela said."To be honest, yes. You were on your honeymoon," I admitted with a shrug."And? We decided to come back early, plus with this woman, every day feels like a honeymoon," Chris said, looking at Isabela with love, putting his arm around her waist and pulling her close.She smiled and pushed him away a bit, giggling. I smiled happily."But you know, the party starts in an hour," I said apologetically for them arriving so early.Chris looked at Isabela, who looked at Iván, and then their gaze moved to Amelia."I thought
Three years later..."Minerva, hurry up, we're going to be late!" I heard Ethan's voice from downstairs.I rolled my eyes and finished adjusting my hair and dress. I put on some flats and made my way down the stairs.At the bottom of the stairs was the man I had been living with for 7 years, and I loved him just as much as when I was 19.He stopped checking his watch and took a deep breath as he prepared to call me again. However, when he saw me, he smiled in a way that I adored.I descended the stairs and stopped on the last step, so I was at eye level with him.This day was very special because my father was finally returning from his annual business observation trip around the world. It had been 5 months since I last saw him, and I was excited to see him again. It was also special because we were going to a unique birthday celebration and my father was returning from his trip. I had taken the day off with my beloved husband to have lunch together."I'm here," I said, smiling at him
Esther stood still for a moment, as if waiting for a sign or something. In the background, you could see their house, and she was sitting on the couch that used to belong to her father, according to what Ethan had told me. Esther was wearing a dress that I had given her on one of the many times I had dinner at her place."Is it recording?" Esther pointed at the camera. The image wobbled slightly, as if the person recording didn't have a steady hand."Yes, Mom," Daniel's voice sounded with irritation."Don't answer me like that, young man," she scolded him and narrowed her eyes, looking beyond the camera.I chuckled and saw Daniel by my side, shrinking in his seat."I'm sorry, Mom. We've already had five takes; they could arrive any moment, and the surprise will be ruined."Daniel sighed with nostalgia, as if he were remembering that day."Well, all right. I'm sorry," Esther paused, lowered her head, took a deep breath, and raised her head with a beautiful smile. "Ethan, Minerva, if y
I took a deep breath, looking at myself in the mirror.I adjusted the white dress I was wearing and looked at my friends. Isabela was sitting on a sofa in the room, holding a glass of wine in her right hand, gazing at me intently.Both of them were wearing pale pink dresses that hugged their bodies, with small straps supporting the dress and accentuating their chests. They had their hands on their hips, inspecting me from head to toe.In a way, the three of us had changed.My hair was a bit shorter than before, although at that precise moment, it wasn't noticeable since I had it tied up with a bow and a braid. Amelia kept her hair the same length as before and had it straightened this time, pulled into a high ponytail.The three of us still shared the same height and the same skin tone.I turned to look at myself again in the mirror in front of me. The dress was bigger than I had imagined, slightly constricting around my stomach, which was bothering me a bit near the abdominal wound,
I paced back and forth in the living room of my house, extremely nervous.I glanced at my father's closed office door once more. I then sat down on the largest sofa in the room, placing both hands on my knees.It was a fairly sunny day, with a few clouds in the sky, but it was overall a bright blue day. My house was clean, thanks to the cleaning I had done the day before in preparation for today.My house looked the same as before. The dining area was in front of a large window with a panoramic view of the city. Next to it was the guest bedroom door, where Ethan had stayed the first time he visited.In front of me was the TV, with two individual sofas on each side. To the left, there was a wall with an opening leading to the kitchen, which was spotless. The stairs were behind me, and the front door was in the opposite corner of the same wall.You could see the upstairs from where I was sitting, as there was a glass and black metal railing that allowed you to see halfway down the hallw
I released my friends' hands and sat next to Daniel."Hello," I murmured."Hello, Minnie," he responded sleepily."How do you feel?" I smiled with a hint of sadness."Tired. This has been intense," he admitted, leaning his elbows on his knees."I'm sorry for everything that happened. This was not part of the plan."He sighed."Don't worry, Minnie. We're all alive. Now, it's time for you and my brother to make amends. Go on, what are you waiting for?"Daniel smiled at me with all the sincerity his tired eyes could muster, and he got up. I followed suit. We hugged, and Daniel joined my friends. I approached them too."Take him to my house and tell my father what happened. Ask him to let Daniel sleep in my room, please."My friends nodded and gave me a hug. I hugged Iván tightly, and he smiled at me. They left a few minutes later.I waited until I couldn't see them anymore and stood in front of Ethan's room. I took a deep breath and entered. I closed the door behind me and stood at the f
"Let me go, Christopher! Ethan's inside, for God's sake! Let me go!" I struggled to free myself from his grasp.I couldn't contain the emotions inside me. My stomach churned with dread. Ethan was inside, and I couldn't leave him.Chris held me tightly, his grip unyielding.I was overwhelmed by the tumultuous emotions raging within me. Ethan had died, and there was so much left unsaid. I couldn't tell him I loved him; I couldn't apologize for my earlier harsh words. I wouldn't see him again, feel his presence, hug him, or kiss him. He was gone.He had left us, protecting both me and Chris.How had I ever doubted his feelings for me? Now he was gone, gone forever.The firefighters rushed to extinguish the flames, but I was unable to look away from the fire-ravaged mansion. My tears flowed freely down my cheeks.I had been so foolish. I hadn't told him how I felt. I hadn't had the chance to say yes to his proposal. And now, it was too late. He was gone.Exhausted from my struggles with