Chapter 24: Flaca... finally we are here

\-Did I make you wait too long?

\-A lot? Flaca I was going to leave, I thought you were hesitating me.

\-I'm really sorry, I brought you a chocolate as an apology.

\-Oh, how delicious! – He smiled – Forgiven! – I smiled back.

The subway ride was less unpleasant than usual, I could see her hands clinging to one of the subway tubes, her lips as if they were some rose that had grown in her mouth, and her tanned skin, kissed so many times by that sun in love. of her in silence. When he leaned in front of me and looked for his cell phone in his wallet, I hated that it wasn't what he was looking for with so much calm and hope. I counted the moles on her cheeks, admired the color of her mouth, a pink that Renoir would have created just to paint her lips, unique among the entire monochrome circle. I looked at her lost in her beauty as she spoke to me about anything I no longer remember, without taking away the most important meaning that came from her voice. Before going to check out the plane ticket, we went to the pharmacy to buy my medicine. I could notice Rocío's eyes fixed on my back while I asked the pharmacist for the prescription pills.I couldn't believe that he was with me at the pharmacy, suddenly I was excited by the idea that he would accompany me to do my errands. I wanted to take advantage of that beautiful woman who was watching me from behind my shoulders as long as possible, her company was very pleasant and her beauty was like that dim light that the candle keeps while you read a book on a night without electricity. There was something in her, in her eyes and her way of speaking to me that screamed to me that she was much more than a magnet of sensations. I took the boxed pills and turned to Rocío.

\- I like your boots - He whispered, barely moving his lips as he looked at me intently.-Thank you- I responded, putting the prescription and the pills delicately inside my purse. – Well, we can go now – I added.

\- Why does your hair smell like that? – He asked me with exasperation – He was smelling my hair.

\- As well as? –I blushed. He couldn't see her eyes even though she was wearing sunglasses.

\- So delicious - He pointed out.  I smiled shyly at him.

\- I know you felt comfortable when you hugged me, or your hugs are always so soft - He added ironically.

\- No, it's just that I was surprised that you hugged me with so much charisma, I didn't think you were so emotional.

\- Well, I hugged you so you wouldn't feel uncomfortable, to break the ice, and because I wanted to do it.

"Well, let me give you a tighter hug," I said determinedly. I smiled at her and hugged her while I put Musa on her back. I felt every muscle in his body tighten with mine and receive me in a welcoming way.

\- That was better – He said smiling.

We went to a shopping center to eat, she told me how that night after meeting me she ended up fighting at the entrance of the nightclub with other lesbians, how they hit her and made her bleed. I felt compassion, the truth is I had never participated in a lesbian fight, but more than once I felt like hitting one of those poorly educated women with airs of grandeur, wirchas they call them. Rocío kept telling me and the more she went into giving me details I thought that that night she had flirted with many more, including Adriana and me, and beyond that if I had been aware of the fight that she had at the entrance from the disco would have defended her.I know, with my thin arms, and my natural fragility, seeing me getting into a fight would be scandalous, bordering on suicidal. But I was sure that I wouldn't have let anyone mess with her, and I was also sure that in the middle of the fight I would have wished that they weren't going to break my lips or my nose.

\- Am I boring you? - He asked, analyzing my silence.

\- No, not at all - I responded with a shrug, it was obvious that I was very quiet.

\- Why do you walk with your arms crossed?

\- At that moment I realized that I was walking with my arms rigid, crossed on my torso, I felt like an idiot. I uncrossed them and felt even sillier, as if I couldn't walk normally and had forgotten how to walk with your arms outstretched. She made me feel very awkward.- What do you want to eat? – He asked me, breaking the silence.

\- Subway! – I responded almost immediately. - What do you want to eat? I added

"Subway is fine," he heard me under his sunglasses.

After ordering my typical crab sandwich and their Italian sandwich, I took the tray to the table and sat in front of it. I was no longer wearing my jacket or sunglasses. “Wow, he's so sexy,” I thought silently as I looked at his lips devouring the sandwich, “one of those lesbians that make you fuck all day long.” I smiled mischievously.

\- Well, what about Adriana? – I ended up asking him while he was taking Nestea,

\- Adriana? Who is Adriana?

\- Yes, the curly-haired girl, she told me that you had stopped her in the bathroom and told her that you loved her hair and that they had been about to kiss - I said hurriedly, pretending to be normal.