The next day, after the approval and discreet blessings of the family matriarch, I felt less shocked to be in a house with six totally crazy women. It was still very early. A few hours after dawn, in fact.And that snowy and cold weather didn't give any incentive for walks or anything other than sticking under blankets and watching some movie about Christmas. Jessy was still sleeping, she would only go to her photo shoot after lunch, so we would have the whole afternoon free.During the night, from what her mother had been, they would have an important dinner with some sponsor of her daughters, and she invited me to go. I couldn't deny it. I was embraced by that family so spontaneously, even without yet making any commitment to Jessy, who would never refuse me to do anything.However, as I crawled out of the room where Jessy rested, I was abruptly pushed against the wall and Joana ran by. She wore a silk robe on top of a long sweater, and fired in search of someone who was already down
"My daughters complicate the easiest things in the world," sighed Jocelyn, deviating when an employee managed to pull one of the twins out of the confusion, and she went by kicking for us. "It's not a relationship that will take away our power. Jessy fears this kind of thing. She is afraid of suffering, the way I suffered for her father. But I've said a million times that she doesn't have to take care of this story, and that this is my thing. But my daughters feel wronged as long as they understand each other for us. Not even I can make them stop living with so much distrust of other people who don't even understand our past.”"Dd you never get married again? "I asked, aware that the noise in the kitchen would perfectly camouflage the subject."Never," she said, looking at me with intense light brown eyes. "The father of my daughters was my first and only love. After him, no one else was funny. And I think I must have failed at some point in the creation of the five, to have traumatiz
The employees ended up managing to prevent me from assaulting my sisters seriously, because they disturbed my sleep with that noise from hell, but while I was still hitting them, I noticed that Hazz was watching a newspaper. It was no big deal that he was doing that, but when he turned to me, I noticed it in the image on the first page and froze. Janine and Joana were dragged from the kitchen to the living room, and all the commotion of employees was over. Some still remained, but I waved to leave me alone with Hazz. None of my sisters or mothers returned when the kitchen doors were closed and we were alone."What is that? "He asked, raising the photo in the newspaper. I shrugged, quiet. I didn't know what to say. I had the impression that my eyes were wide, but I tried to stay very neutral. "Jessy, are you going out with someone else?”"No," I said in a tone of laughter.“So what’s going on?”"Ah, Hazz, no drama.”I took a step forward, wanting to take the newspaper out of his hands,
Hazz lowered his eyes, accepting the words as a slap. I was such a liar. So petty. Nothing would stop me from telling the truth. To say that, even though it was just sex, I had felt something else, and that I didn't know how to deal with it, that my world didn't fit Hazz's and that he would have to choose sooner or later. However, that sentimental cowardice never abandoned me, and I couldn't say what my heart roared so much inside my chest. I couldn't confess the truth."I just wanted to have understood what was happening," he said, his eyes shining. "You owed me some truth, Jessy. Because I was honest with you.”"I don't owe any satisfaction of my life to you, Hazz," I said in a low voice, although in such a harsh tone, that I no longer even recognized the person inside me.There was only that coldness, that famous one who did not let herself be carried away by anyone's opinion and who also cared little about the limits of others. That woman who not even in a thousand years would loo
A week has passed since I almost broke up with Jessy Jones.A week when I returned home, after a trip that had everything to be unforgettable, and even became, due to my heart in ruins. A week in which I ignored social networks and pretended not to see any Outdoor that stamped Jessy's face. A week when I worked at the nightclub to the point of exhaustion, without sleep, without almost eating. A week when not even the best of hobbies took me out of that end-of-day torpor.It shouldn't hurt as much as it did. She didn't even like me. I shouldn't even like her. It had been all for sex. All flirtations, all laughter, all traumatic revelations. Everything was just for that moment of pleasure that we only got with each other. I shouldn't feel so bad knowing that I would never see her again.That had to be a relief. The woman humiliated me in every way she could. It made me feel like less than nothing. Why would I be rummising over the fact that we weren't together? While I became even more
A week went by without Hazz.A week when I had to listen to my mother complaining to the four winds that I was putting his life at risk, letting her return to Brazil and remain unprotected. A week in which my sisters avoided talking to me because they said I was radioactive and fighting with all of them for no reason.A week when I slept in a cold bed, no matter how hard I tried to warm up the room, and that nothing gave me any comfort at bedtime. My insomnia came back, along with all the nightmares. And now it was Hazz who I saw kidnapped, tortured and killed, not my father. And it was because of him that I woke up, sweaty, tired.And it was because of him that my performance in the photo shoots was so pathetic and deplorable. I finished my work in Aspen and returned to Brazil, two days after his return. I could only think of going to your house, taking refuge in your ordinary life and forgetting that routine of work and secrets. But I couldn't.There would never be a world where Jes
"And let's make it very clear that mom didn't ask for any secrecy about his security," Julie stressed, looking at me as someone who is ready to get into a fight. I narrowed my eyes, watching her from top to bottom. "So, I agree that he is angry, because you lied to things you didn't even need, Jessy. Mom told you to keep him around, because it was important. Now, if there is someone in his and our lives at the same time, he may end up telling what he shouldn't, unintentionally. If he is really a reliable man, you just missed a great chance in life. Anyway, you're wrong.”"Are you my sisters and are you on my ex's side? "I asked.“ Ex? "Questioned Janine, laughing softly. " But you said he was nothing but casual sex. What do you mean he became an ex?”"You understood very well what you meant," I grumbled with a grimace."Jessy, this time, you made a lot of mistakes," Jackie said in a sensible tone. "The facade relationship with Nicolas has never brought much benefit to us. It's just an
As she spoke, I shifted my attention to the bar. A woman was entering it. I recognized her as the owner's inconvenient daughter, who had been dragging her wings for months through Hazz, and that he tried so hard to escape from his claws. That night, however, he didn't even move his hands away from the woman. He didn't even show discomfort.The shoulders were relaxed and remained, even when she ran her hands behind his back on the pretext of reaching a glass. I'm glad they were on their backs, because no one saw my hatred swarming in my face. That damn thing needed a lesson about getting her hands on things that didn't belong to her.I was still focusing my attention on them, so I didn't even hear it when Gabbie started snapping her fingers in front of my face, and I only noticed that she was still there when her foot painfully hit my calf.I cursed, lowering myself to massage the place. And she watched me, waiting for an answer. I didn't even know what she was talking about anymore. T