What The Heart Says

The next day I saw her sitting at some tables in the parking lot of the school, she was alone.I arrived and told her:—Do you need my support?—No, I don't need your help, thanks anyway.—Why do you have to be so difficult?—I just told you I don't need your help, you should worry more about doing your school activities.—I do my homework, I saw you sitting here making the poster board and wanted to see if I could help. That's all, you don't have to get all defensive with me.—I'm not being defensive, I want to finish my homework without any distractions.Just then a friend of hers "Camila" arrives and says.—Eva hurry up, in 15 minutes we have to present and we need the poster, I'll be in the room waiting for you.That was my moment, I still had to highlight the letters and finish coloring some drawings, so I told her:—Eva, hurry up. I think you do need help because in 15 minutes you are not going to be able to do the poster by yourself or are you?She looked at me with a "I hate y

After the three days had passed, it was my turn to go to school.I really didn't want to see the faces of any of my classmates. I didn't even want to see Eva.I was angry, she didn't take the time to talk to me and inquire about the pictures, that was her way of settling it.I arrived at school, I saw my classmates, they were all asking me about what happened, why did i do that?Among other things, I really wanted to go home, I wasn't going to wait for Eva, I just wanted to go home. I would just leave and that was it.Finally I was able to leave the classroom heading to the exit of the school when I met Pedro and he said to me:—I'm going to go home, I'm not going to wait for Eva. Can we talk?—What the fuck do you want with me?—Calm down, first of all I need to apologize and secondly I need to explain everything, she is not the one to blame, I am the one.—I have to go home, it will be another day.—Well, on the way to your house I'll tell you about what happened.—Since you insist,

I left my house and headed for Pedro's house. He wasn't supposed to be interfering in my relationship with Eva anymore and instead he paid my ex to say that the photos were real.As I was walking along I ran into a friend who lived nearby.—Where are you going?—I'm going to look for Pedro.—How come? He said.—I don't know if you heard that Eva and I were trying to have a thing and he intervened, apologized after we had a fight and now he's coming out with apologies after we had a fight and now he comes out with that he paid Angela to ruin all—I didn't know that, but are you sure?—The person who said it is trustworthy.—I don't think it was Pedro who was to blame for everything. It could have been your ex and she only said that so you wouldn't hate her.—Why are you defending Pedro so much?—I'm just telling you not to act without knowing who is to blame.I didn't want to keep arguing with him, so I kept walking. Two blocks away was Pedro with some boys. I stopped because I realize

PART OF THE BOOK FROM SAMUEL'S POINT OF VIEW-Eva, don't go," I said.-Wasn't it that your mom wanted to meet me? -She said.-I seemed good for you, supposedly, it was all a lie Samuel. She doesn't want us together and it's best that we leave it up to here. And that you stay away from me, she said what a chimba.-Wait Eva, we need to talk," I answered.At that moment my mother came out and saw her in a very bad way. Then she said:-"Girl, I told you to leave and never come near my son again, is that clear?-I'm leaving, ma'am, don't worry, I will never come to your house or say a word to your son. Have a nice day, see you later," said Eva with tears in her eyes.I felt my heart break as she left. She was supposed to call her mom to pick her up and she didn't call her, she was just walking as if her heart had been cut out. It started to rain and the street to get out of my housing development was long. From the door I could see her farther and farther away and I felt less and less like

PART OF THE BOOK FROM EVA'S POINT OF VIEW.I wake up, open my eyes and realize that I am in a room. After a few minutes I understand that it is a hospital room. I was in a hospital, I tried to relax so I could understand and process what was happening. Then a memory came to my mind of my mom, Samuel and I in the car. I don't know what we were doing or where we were going, let alone why we were there.I didn't understand why Samuel and I were in my mother's car. After a while of thinking, another memory came to my mind, this one was a little stronger. My mother appeared in front, driving and then she slammed on the brakes and I saw her head hit the steering wheel of the car. After that she did not move, it was obvious that such a blow left her unconscious. But after a few seconds of observing and analyzing the situation we were hit by something from behind (what I imagine could have been a car, which for the big hit it gave us, it had to have come at a high speed and be a pickup truck