Weak point

"You focused so much on the bad times ? And the good ones?" Philip questions with a sly smile. "They should weigh more".

"Not an Ounce". I answer as I take off the dress of the cape and the game on Filipe, who holds snorting.

"He keeps talking about love here and love there, but he doesn’t treat me well". He complains and makes a sulking face.

I face him a little discredited that scene. Philip, who is a huge man and almost like a wall. What seems to be a mobster full of enemies and ruthless, was complaining of lack of affection.

"When you take action I can even think about kissing you". I speak wearing the dress.

"I just did that, what more do you want woman?" Philip asks looking surprised at my dissatisfaction.

I approach him and give him a kiss. Philip was confused and stunned because I did not deepen the kiss and I showed him a smile.

"I want you to zip up". I talk and turn my back.

I hear Filipe laughing and then closes my dress, slapping me in the ass right away. I scold him with the look and look in the mirror. That dress was divine and looked like it was made for me.

"There are many people here, I doubt they will miss us". Filipe speaks from behind, grabbing my waist and speaking very close to the ear.

I see his gaze in the mirror, totally focused on me. I can see burning desire in your eyes and my eyes reflect an almost submissive retribution. How did Philip have the ability to make so many feelings explode within me?

In a minute I’d like to swear at him and tell him to go fuck himself, and then I wanted to lick him all over. There was an uncontrollable fire, but the calm was also included. Like those moments when we look at each other and express everything we feel. I would hardly be able to explain everything that happened inside me.

"I doubt they won’t feel it". I speak in whisper as Philip was distributing kisses around my neck.

Damn. I was weak and the worst of it is that Philip knew that, and he focused there. Although the sleeve of the dress already has a shoulder to shoulder style, Filipe is not content and lowers even more. Filipe kissed, bit and licked me. I groaned low, completely delivered that hot feeling.

"Sorry".

A seasick, feigned voice is heard, making us both stop and look back. Yes, Bianca herself.

"I went in the wrong bathroom or you..." he asks, laughing dullly, lowering his head and pretending holiness.

I take a deep breath, needed to meditate on good things to stay in the same space as this girl.

"In the car in five minutes?" Philip turns to me and asks with that look.

I just confirm and see him come out of the bathroom with a little victory smile. The silence predominates in the environment, making me and Bianca start a game of stares. It is obvious that I never dispensed with this game and never lose, doing in just a few moments, Bianca look away.

Bianca walks up to a mirror with a smile, a very big smile, as if she were extremely happy. I ignore her, obviously, getting my dress back together.

"It’s great that Fernando and my sister are getting along so well. I’m so happy for her!" You speak with a sigh of happiness more false than the leather in your purse.

I just nod and show a simple smile, now straightening my hair.

"And also Vídia is magnificent now that she has become thin". He says highlighting the last word. " She was much more beautiful and won Fernando, so they are getting married".

I smile. It was inevitable not to laugh at those words. I laughed as I had not done in time, had been hit hard by a crisis of laughter.

"I didn’t understand the joke". Her face was no longer fake, Bianca looked at me with her original snake face.

You seemed to hate my reaction to your shitty plan.

"You speak as if this were rare". I speak judging your intellect, which was obviously limited. " But the most hilarious part is that you attributed your sister’s marriage to her weight". I speak now getting serious and poised.

"Please Giulia, fairy tales do not exist and you know this very well". Bianca speaks changing the tone of voice, making me raise my guard. " Men want women who take care of themselves and not a whale to share the bed". He says ironically.

In fact, the most ironic thing was that those words affected me. I didn’t lower my head for a second or make a crying face, but I feel the pain.

"You’re a kind of empty person Bianca and I won’t waste my time with you". I speak taking my bag and heading towards the exit.

"So Vídia didn’t tell you?" Bianca asks me to stop and I look confused, making her laugh. " It seems that the friendship does not remain the same as before". Fala pretending is distracted, while taking a mascara from the bag and passes on her eyelashes.

"What the fuck are you talking about Bianca?" Out of curiosity I wanted to know, since obviously something was wrong.

"About overwhelming love". Responds ironically and smiles alone. " I find it very funny all this since you always thought you owned and empowered. But that didn’t last long".

Bianca acted as if nothing was truly happening and was telling some rumor.

"What happened?" I ask approaching Bianca and my tone was not smooth at all.

"She’s your friend, why don’t you ask her?" Bianca approaches me and says, just leaving.

I take a deep breath more than once and several fleas come to my head. When did I see Vídia eat? Even today I was just watching and reaping the vows, no food. No food.

I get angry, pounding the heels hard on the floor trying to get calmer, but to no avail. I wanted to drag Bianca back through her hair and tell her to stop looking for trouble where she doesn’t. But I didn’t have that confidence. I, Guilda Ghin, known as Vídia Rui’s best friend, did not know what was happening.