"Nice to meet you, Esteban's father." Esteban's father responds to my greeting. Then we stand in front of a door.Before I know it, we have reached the second floor of the house. The courtyard where I entered is out of sight, as well as the man who almost scared me to death."There is Aninka, I leave her in your care. For the moment I have things to do.""Thank you" I say and he smiles "Thank you, for trusting me and not calling the police" I say clutching the handles of my backpack."There's nothing to thank" he says smiling "Because stupid Esteban isn't like his father" "Just by looking at you I know you're a good girl."I nod and after knocking twice on the door and hearing a pass, I enter.I walk in and the first thing I meet is the bad friend who made me commit all this craziness while I'm still convalescing."Sofia!" she yells and then throws herself at me.I let out a moan of pain as I feel my foot receive more weight than it can bear and without further ado I lose consciousnes
"What do you have planned?" asks Mr. Priston, our group teacher when he sees that all of his students are in the classroom. That's not normal.No one responds, as expected. Everyone has their own concerns. Several months have already passed since the beginning of the school year, so the exams are too close - for those who apply themselves -; the soccer, tennis and basketball championships, as well as the photography, singing, music and dance championships.In Russia, in order to get into a good university, it is not only about having excellent grades -the competition is very strong-, it is also important to accumulate points during your school stay, which are obtained in championships approved to provide them. The good thing is that these competitions are not only about intelligence in a specific subject such as mathematics, physics, chemistry, English, etc..They take into account the clubs that are found in the institutions, which range from painting, photography, dance and singing
"Aninka!" scolds Esteban coming down from the bleachers. I'm already back his poker face.Aninka raises her hands helplessly in front of her brother's rabid stare. A look that makes me laugh so much."Anyway, let's focus our attention on what's important. On Cruela of...""My stepmother" Esteban interrupts me so I don't say what bothers him so much. He ignores my smile and continues "Does anyone have any ideas?" I nod raising my hand.Which makes me uncomfortable and I lower it right away.We find ourselves gathered on the soccer field, in the southwest bleachers so as not to be disturbed. However, seeing that all of us except Esteban are sitting in the bleachers makes me feel like I'm in the classroom.It makes me feel like I am in the classroom where Esteban is the teacher who is owed respect. I laugh at my own thought and get up from the bleachers I hadn't realized I was sitting on.No one else has any ideas, although Esteban insists on ignoring my getting up to expose mine.'Stupi
The next day.Aninka and I find ourselves leaving the school. She walks beside me entwining my left arm with hers.She is so excited it's pouring out of her pores. Many times I had come up with a thousand ways to get out of this arranged marriage, but nothing I did worked."I'm counting down the minutes until I can take action" she smiles "With your great idea, not only will I be able to get out of that failed marriage, but I'll be able to too" she says and then jumps up and down in front of me. I'll act like a spy," he says and then jumps in front of me.Ah, those were spy moves.I cover my face in embarrassment as I notice how the exiting students stare at us in amusement. It's an embarrassment what I'm going through.I pull Aninka, to prevent her from continuing with her madness. But I don't even take two steps with her when someone pulls hard on my free arm."What the...!" I leave the word in the air when I see who was the person who pulls me "And now what do you want Daniel?" I a
"Forgive me for saying so, but your brother is stupid," I say breaking the silence that formed." I know he's stupid by nature. But him not coming to get his hands dirty in this issue. It gives a lot to think about.""I know. and I apologized for him" says an embarrassed Aninka."Don't apologize for him. It's not necessary. Now we have to concentrate on what's important."Aninka nods. But a person clearing his throat reminds us that we are not alone."Aren't you going to present?" asks a cheerful JuJu.I roll my eyes. This guy already has his eyes on Aninka. A girl who is already head over heels in love with her "boyfriend" and has a "fiancé" on top of that.In short, JuJu noticed a girl who has an unenviable love life.He tapped her shoulder gently. That's my cue for him to give up."Sure. Meet...""Her best friend, Aninka Bogdanov, I'm in..." says Aninka cheerfully.Wow. Her shyness is gone."Aninka the long introductions for later. Now only your name is important and you already sai
How the fuck am I here? No, I know how I am. I change my question. How do I get out of all this trouble that I shouldn't be involved in? Anyway. I'm already in it, I can't get out of it that easy.I walk through the gates of the Bogdanov house, with Stephen holding my hand and Aninka behind us."Father, we're here.""I'm in the living room, my son."We walked toward it. Finding in it the gentleman I had previously bumped into when I burst in. I lower my gaze at once.I'm sure I'm blushing to the core. Trying to be reckless is one thing, but getting caught red-handed and running into him is another matter."Go ahead, little girl. Don't be embarrassed. We've met before and I know you're not a bad girl. Besides, judging from what I see, you're not only my daughter's friend, but my son's girlfriend. Therefore, you're family."He raised his head immediately paling."That's not it" I say letting go of the hand Esteban was holding, to deny with both of them such a statement.Esteban's father
How blind can Esteban's father be to harm his own children for a woman? Is his love for that lady so great? If so, can love make us so blind?If so, I don't want to fall in love.A noise breaks the silence. Someone opens the dead door."I'm home."Esteban smiles slyly. This is not a sweet smile, on the contrary, it is a smile full of pure hatred and resentment. I don't know if it's towards his stepmother who has just arrived or towards his father for acting so badly.Esteban leaves the room, a few seconds later we hear moans that gradually get louder. Neither Esteban's father nor I move. We both know what is happening.Esteban, who was holding his stepmother tightly by the arm, throws her to the floor. She falls abruptly to the ground."What the fuck is wrong with you!!! So bad and I raised you to mistreat a woman this way!!!" he shouts angrily trying to grab his wife, but Esteban doesn't allow it."No, you didn't raise me wrong to the point of mistreating a woman, but she deserves su
"Take it and give yourself a chance to remove your bandages." I offer the phone again.This time he does take it.It begins to play the video we had recorded a few hours ago. Esteban's stepmother immediately got up from her seat at the sound of his voice. But I refused to let her go near them. When I forcefully threw her onto the couch and whispered: "It's about time, they know your true face, so don't hurt yourself unnecessarily by trying to prevent it. Because today, even if I die in the attempt, I will let this family know the truth of all this and thanks to that justice will be done, murderer."That woman's eyes widen immensely, she knew perfectly well that what she was saying was true. My voice and threatening authority gave no room for doubt.I had done nothing so far, but now that I had decided to intervene, I wasn't going to let her spoil it. It wasn't just about showing evidence, it was also about doing justice."Who are you?" he asks intriguingly."A person who is out for j
Our dresses were very different. Aninka's looked like a princess, so big and with so much fabric to the point of her skirt and veil, dragging the place down. Mine, on the other hand, was simple. A dress with long sleeves and bare shoulders. With a fabric that clung to my body and stretched to the end of my feet.We were two opposing brides, one overdressed and one simple, at the wedding Aninka wanted: big and with guests I've never seen, but I know they are businessmen. Something that helps her fulfill that wish of Aninka's about having a big wedding. Where I could barely keep up with her and as soon as we get married I will run away. So many people overwhelm me.The two of us, we walk towards the man who will be our husband. The walk, quiet and slow, helps me remember everything we went through to get here. From the scorn, kidnappings, deaths and estrangement we lived through, to the good times and how we supported each other when it was necessary.Our relationship w
I knew the news had come as a surprise to both of them. But, I didn't know how they would react to it. And there was no time to back out now. I had given the news in a nervous shock. Esteban, immediately hugged me, while David, put away his gun."I can't lose them. I couldn't go on knowing they were dead. I can't fire anyone anymore." he whispered."It's okay. Don't worry. It'll just be this moment and it'll all be over.""You don't need to expose yourselves anymore. We can...""Go take her somewhere safe. I'll handle this." says David and I deny."I want them both to be okay" I say and Stephen nods."Everything will be fine, just, go get the boys to take you home safely and we'll come after.""No, I'm not going to leave them."Esteban brings his hands to his neck and removes the chain from where he pulls the ring he gave me over two years ago."This is my promise that I will come back alive. We will come back alive. But, we can only do t
'Well, that's partly your fault, Sofia. Are you going to ignore your responsibility in this?' my mind chides me 'You want it too, make the most of it.'Knowing what I want and that nothing will change if I don't want it, I open the shower door and he turns his body showing me the source of his problem."Get out, Sofia. I have things to do" Esteban says frustrated and I walk over to him, backing him up until I reach the wall he had used to hit himself."I can help you with that. I'm partly to blame for that" I say taking his hand which I place on my chest."Sofia, you're playing with fire.""We're underwater, fire isn't going to burn us here. So what are you going to do?" I ask and the next second, it's me against the wall, my dress torn and him, lifting one of my legs."Are you sure about this?" asks Esteban in a hoarse voice."And you are?" I ask challenging him and he smiles at me making a single movement that makes me stifle a moan."I am"
Five months laterHow naive I was to believe that I could leave or that I could help them. I was foolish to think that leaving here was possible and so, I was once again locked in the room that looks like a huge cage.After all, trying to escape through the air ducts because I wanted to get my life back ended up in the foiled plan that Esteban easily destroyed.Nor, escaping through the back door or another exit, was impossible because I didn't have the access code. And even going to the garden didn't give me any chance of leaving, because the place is so heavily guarded that it is impossible to take a step without my brother and Esteban knowing.But, since I tried to use knives from the kitchen to threaten the others to be released, I am now locked in the room, while the guys have focused on capturing the damn man they still haven't killed."Please let me out. I promise I won't do anything crazy." I ask bored from already being locked up for two weeks. Wher
Sofia narratesI was nervous, there weren't as many people as when Mordashov was killed. But, still, I was afraid. The possibility of seeing them get hurt or killed while I'm a dumb spectator, it's not pleasant.Quickly, she walked to the closet where Esteban took out his weapons and taking a long-range one, she looked for a place where she could use it.One thing that certainly shows that I'm in a big cage is that the window doesn't open. It is only a kind of material that is not glass or other fragile material, but I doubt it is iron because of how transparent the window is, impossible to break.Annoyed, I look all over the place for a spot where I can take out a part of my gun to shoot, fortunately, in the bathroom, I find a small hole where I place the gun looking slightly outward.The guys had already gotten out of their cars and were shooting incessantly. So, I had to hurry. A girl who had gone three years without using a gun was now going to do it to
The kiss was deep, something they had both missed doing and that was why Sofia was upset.'Why did she have to desire someone who had decided to leave? Why on earth would she enjoy lips she had been so determined to forget and a single second all effort went down the drain?' mentally wondered Sofia.Sofia moved her face to interrupt the kiss and with tears running down her cheeks and a pain in her throat, she spoke to him.'Why do you play with me like this? You arrive, you get my hopes up and you leave. Yours, Esteban, is not love, it's a damned emotional tourism that always takes me to the edge of the abyss that I strive not to fall.""It's not like that, Sofia.""Yes it is, Esteban. You supported me to the point of confusing me so much and believing you had changed. But, look at you, Esteban. This was what you wanted," Sofia says painfully and Esteban walks away."I left because if I didn't, they would come for you. They would because this never ends
The car carrying Sofia, celebrated the triumph of having taken 'the package' easily. While Aninka was desperately looking for her friend. Everyone thought it was all over, until a car driving like crazy appeared from a corner and crashed into the car carrying Sofia.Esteban Bogdanov was getting out of the car, shooting at the men who had tried to take Sofia. Behind him, his men were shooting at the Englishmen who dared to kidnap Sofia.The car, which had been wrecked on the side opposite to where Sofia was, was so destroyed that the man who had carried her over her body. When Esteban ran to rescue Sofia, the bodyguards who came out on motorcycles and in cars, began shooting at him, causing him to back away."Protect Sofia!" he shouted in annoyance, while looking for protection, shooting at the falling motorcycles as they lost their driver. Thing that doesn't stop the cars and Esteban immediately, understands what they want to do."It's a trap! Shoot anyone who tr
Two years laterSofia smiled with pleasure at what she had achieved. In all this time, she was completely dedicated to the academy where she teaches and to her own training. Along the way, several of her girls left for professional teams and the few that remained were talking about which team to join.As a result, the academy, which was full of life, now, did not have many students. Those who were still attending were doing it for entertainment and not because they wanted to prepare themselves to be on a professional team.Therefore, the demands of the last few months had diminished. Sofia took a deep breath and skated for the last time in the rink where she had demanded and had demanded from her students many things that helped them all grow. Both she and her students.Making a full presentation, she said goodbye to the rink where in the middle of the rink, she left the box that Esteban had left her as a gift the first time she taught at the academy.
Omnipresent NarratorThe boys smiled when they saw Sofia's attitude. She didn't look so sad and down. Although she was not happy, she looked calm and less mortified by the decisions of others. So, that, already, was considered a win."Well, the food was amazing, what do you guys have in mind to do now?" asks Zayn smiling."Aninka" they all say knowing that she is the one who always makes plans for all kinds of things."Well I have the perfect plan." says Aninka smiling as she gets up from her chair and runs to the sound she turns on "Dancing.""This must be a joke." mutters Sofia and Aninka gives her a dirty look."You promised you'd try. Besides, the fun hasn't even started yet. So, don't be a spoilsport." chides Aninka and Sofia sighs deeply."Okay, dance." says Sofia crossing my arms."Let's dance." corrects Aninka and she slides her hand down to the prosthesis she removes."Sorry, I can't dance without a foot." mutters Sofia reluctant