Chapter 26: I need to go as soon as possible I can

\- I need to go to Mérida as soon as possible. - He said in a desperate tone. Something inside me stirred strongly, it was jealousy.

She would be away from me all that time hanging out with her lesbian friends going to clubs. I felt an unpleasant tickling scratch my gut.

We went to another travel agency and there was no availability either. Almost two weeks after Easter, it seemed that people had not yet returned from their destinations.

\- Well, I'll call my mom and tell her that there is no ticket until Wednesday.

\- And why don't you just go by bus? I bet we can.

\- I always travel by bus skinny, did I tell you that this will be the first time I get on a plane? It's just that days ago when I went, I couldn't get tickets because it was Holy Week and I had to transfer, I had to stay in Barinas, from Barinas I had to stay in Valencia, I arrived in Valencia at nine at night, but I don't know Valencia , so I had to take a bus to Acarigua and from Acarigua to San Juan I took the bus the next morning – He explained while lighting a cigarette.

\- My mother was very upset that I was spending the night there, she told me that I had no need for that and she wants me to go by plane now - She added, letting the smoke escape gently.

\- Oh, I understand, the terminals become chaos - I said, rolling my eyes - Your mother is right, I returned by plane during Easter, it is impossible to find a ticket in the Mérida terminal.

\- Yes, it's horrible. Where is there a connection center around here? I need to call my mother.

I took her to a communications center, they gave us a booth for two and she called her mother. I watched as he dialed an international number, spoke with his mother for several minutes and then hung up the call. I asked him where he had called and he told me Brussels, I nodded my head. Wow, his mom would be on vacation there, would she live there? What would Rocío do living in Venezuela if her mother lived there?I looked at myself in the cabin mirror and then at her through the glass. He was checking his cell phone, his fingers typing quickly. His gestures, his expressions, his manias spoke his own language. Like when she suddenly stopped before a thought and kept her arms bent on either side of her waist, in that position that made her slender back and sweet rear stand out. It had its own language, a language that predestinedly coincides with my silent, sensory language, as if we had the sun and the moon locked in our body and when we came together we eclipsed the world. I never spend it with anyone else, I could be weird without feeling weird. She embraced everything that made me feel different and made it the most precious thing about me. Her shoulders, her skin, her breasts, her hands, her fingers, her pink cell phone.  I rescue my eyes by scanning her up and down in the mirror. I looked up and Rocío was observing me with her eyes as penetrating as a stone buried at the bottom of the well. What a shame! Look away.-And what did your mother tell you? – I asked him trying to hide my blush.

\- Skinny, my mother told me to go by plane - She murmured seriously, as if she had also been watching me for a while. - Then I don't know what to do, why can I go by bus, save the plane ticket, and that way There is a lot more money left to spend there - He added smiling. - And so I travel by bus, which was what I wanted from the beginning. Are you finally going this weekend? - I ask with great interest. Jeez, was I wondering if I would travel with her? My heart stopped, the truth is that I had already had my ticket for a month for that week that she was traveling, since Meiby was in Mérida she traveled constantly and I had bought it before Easter, when I had not yet broken up with Meiby. But now the outlook was different and on Friday I had an exam at the University that I couldn't miss.

\- Well, my ticket is for Thursday - I answered timidly, it sounded like I was admitting that I would travel when I had not planned to travel, I hated that.

\- Aha, but do you want me to travel with you? Why, if you don't want, let's go then and buy that plane ticket for Wednesday - He added, looking at me with interest - I was just saying that to wait until Wednesday it was better to leave on Thursday with you and that way I wouldn't travel alone.- Sure - I added nodding my head - I mean, but do you want to travel with me? – I asked awkwardly.  I played dumb.

\- Of course I want to travel with you, but since you haven't told me anything, tell me why you want to travel with me, because if you don't want to, it's okay - He asked. I felt like I was holding a piano on my shoulders. “For God's sake, traveling with her, it was a perfect opportunity to share more time together, and maybe kiss her or caress her…” – Why don't you want to travel with me? Are you afraid of me? – He added suddenly with great seriousness. Of course I wasn't afraid of her, I wanted to throw myself on her and kiss her at that exact moment.