All Chapters of The gangster and the pianist: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LAYLA STUDIO Cloe thought it might be an afterthought for her parents, switching schools, it should just be an empty threat, or those thoughts of desperation and that soon cool down, but she was wrong. They took it all the way. " Don't hate us, daughter, we are thinking about your future and we will do whatever it takes to keep you from straying from your ways, from your future " her father was the one chosen to speak to her. She thought her mother was a coward not to come and speak to her herself. Her father was the quieter of the couple, he would put on a warm cloth when her mother was angry, and when he came into her room to give her the news that they had transferred her to another school, her world came crashing down. Peter and his mother had left, she now knew that it was a strategy of her parents and she could even imagine her mother giving her the idea, telling her father that since he was calmer, the quieter of the two, it would be better if she left with the younger one w

TWO CRAZY PEOPLE ON THE AVENUEShe needed to hold him, she wanted to kiss him and cling to him and feel his skin against hers. How could no one understand this? How could her parents want to take her away from him? Couldn't they see that she loved him?" He's a crazy man, you know? " Peter asked, smiling at her, but his eyes on the insane young man who followed their car closely, darting down the busy avenue. " Yes, he is my crazy one! " she replied, also smiling and following him with her eyes. Tulio sewed the streets. He left the lane beside them when cars appeared in front of them, buses and other motorcycles, the visor of his helmet still open, he zigzagged and returned to the side of their car, the noise of the loud acceleration of the motorcycle and, as incredible as it seemed, Peter and Cloe's parents were oblivious to the young biker following closely behind their car.Cloe giggled softly, and with each acceleration of the motorcycle, with each move of his towards the side o

SWEET FIRST TIME " What do we do now? " he asked with a smile, after they had kissed for several more minutes. " I have to go to the new school. My parents must be worried about my outburst and disappearance," he replied bitterly at the thought of having to deal with this. " Wait a minute.” Still entranced by him, she took her cell phone from her pocket and called her mother, who answered on the first ring. " Cloe, my child, where are you?" She felt guilty hearing her mother's desperate voice, but looking at the love of her life, she faced it. " Mom, you told me earlier that you trust me. I just can't live with your Tulio anymore, and I can't even say that I'm sorry, Mom, I would give up everything in this world to live with him, even if it doesn't work out. I want to live this love and I sincerely hope that you and Dad will understand. I want to say, Mom, that I would drop everything, but he, just like you, is concerned about my future, he loves that I love the piano, he underst

CHOOSE" Cloe, my love, I don't think that's a good idea " Tulio left the neighborhood where her college was and stopped at a street, he took off his helmet and removed hers too, he looked into her eyes with affection. " I think the same as your parents do about your studies, my dear. I'd really like you to finish college.”" Tulio, you don't understand?They will never accept you.”She stuttered, and there was so much pain in her gaze. Tulio hugged her tight. He understood her. He himself had wanted to stay out of her life, he knew that her parents were not wrong to want to keep her away from him, but he didn't have the strength to stay away." It's going to be okay," he said, and kissed her, feeling the salty taste of her tears." I love you, don't leave me.”" Never! " he pulled her away, holding both her shoulders. " You are my life, understand? I will never leave you, and I want you to know that if you ever want to leave me, if it's too much for you…”" Don't say that, Tulio, plea

PACOThe house they had created for themselves was very different from the first time Cloe had arrived there. She and Túlio had turned it into a home. A large double bed in the bedroom, the mattress was no longer on the floor, a wardrobe in front of the bed, a delicate little rug that Layla had given them was on the edge of the bed, cheerful pictures decorated the room, the kitchen was also more enriched with furniture, a table and a refrigerator were added, as well as a stove, although Layla insisted that they should also build a wood stove in the backyard, they had not yet adopted the idea. The two added personal touches to their home. The large roofed veranda in front of the kitchen was transformed into a living room. Two puffs and a sofa, in addition to the TV on the wall panel, made the room cozy and welcoming, and Milla and Gringo were always there. Milla and Cloe became friends and confidants, and it was Milla who gave them a puppy that Cloe loved. Formiga was the name of the t