The things we build

Part 1 -The future of the boxer

The whole gym resounded with the echo caused by the blows to the punching bag, it was almost empty, except for my mother, my trainer, my sparring partner and my girlfriend, who was crocheting a scarf on a bench, who was very quiet watching me train.

-That left hook is getting better and better, keep that way, with a cool mind.

My mother noticed Iori, she didn't like her coming to see me, because according to her a girlfriend here would soften me up, even so in the last month she attended every day, which I liked.

-Before the novice tournament which is in three weeks, we will travel to Russia, you will have an intensive with my old coach Marcus.

-Yes mother.

Iori had stopped knitting, she had no idea about this, I mean the trip, well, neither did I, I had just been told that I would go to Russia, but she was not thrilled with the idea of separating us and neither was I, I had been suffering for a long time because of my brother, but when Iori appeared in my life, that discomfort was diminishing, and since she became my girlfriend when I was with her that pain disappeared.

I made a gesture without my mother realizing that I had no idea about this.

-Marcus we'll finish with one last sparring and call it a day.

I had my last training fight, there was no mishap, except for an uppercut that I received by clueless, but it did me almost no damage, all this little encounter ended like all the others with my partner touching the canvas.

Iori came to me worried when I got out of the ring, the first thing she did was to see my chin where I had been hit, luckily it was only a little swollen.

My mother did not look at her action as something good, in fact she looked quite upset, she sighed deeply and said something that I never expected to come out of her mouth.

-Girl, you want to come with us to Russia, if you keep your behavior as you do in the gym I will arrange for you to come as a guest.

-Yes...yes, I would love to, Mrs. Eliat, you are very kind, thank you very much for your invitation... no, I have to ask my parents.

-One step at a time little girl, first you must promise not to interfere in his training, you will see painful things, Marcus' training will be very hard, I will only allow you to be with him when he is not busy, the free time will be dedicated to your studies and you will help me with the chores, that's the deal.

-I accept it, I just have to convince my parents.

-Let me talk to them.

-Merci maman, really, I appreciate it, very much.

I was going to hug her, but she rejected me for being all sweaty, she sent me to take a shower, while she stayed talking with Iori.

-Listen to me petit Iori, whatever you are doing with my petit Marcus, keep doing it, you are doing him good, it is hard for me to admit it, but I have never seen him so good, keep doing a good job with him.

Iori was pleased, it was the first time she connected with my mother, usually she always ignored her, but this time she was being good to her.

I took a quick shower, I was tired even though it didn't look like it, the training was being very intense, and now that I relaxed my jaw was sore. I tried to make this shower as short as possible to go to Iori's side.

My girlfriend was putting away her sewing tools.

-I said, "Grab your stuff, I'll take you in the van to the mall.

I approached Iori, she gave me a sweet kiss, something not very common, because we avoided kissing in front of my mother, but I was not going to complain, in fact quite the opposite.

Part 2 - Those who love each other

I had been depressed since what happened with Hide, everything I had done was useless, in the end the one who solved everything was Hikaru, I even peed on myself, I was useless.

I was crying in my space in the abandoned factory where I had my giant graffiti that said Peach.

I didn't really know what to think either, it turned out that the one who raped me was Hikaru's brother, at least his body, since the one who did it was that monster Hide, but I couldn't help feeling disgust every time I remembered Hikaru's brother.... He didn't have to stay alive, that creep deserved to die for everything he did to me, everything he took from me.

My crying was a complex mixture of sadness, rage, anger, frustration, hate and deep melancholy... I used men as tools to achieve what I needed, that was my way to get even with the world for what he did to me, but if I kept on like this I was going to hurt Sonar if she found out.

A metallic sound interrupted my negative thoughts, Sonar had arrived and left her bag on the counter where I had my tools.

She looked at me with great anguish, my face was a little bit licked, because in the last week I had not eaten almost anything, my dark circles under my eyes from not sleeping were quite big, besides my eyes were swollen from crying so much.

She ran to me hugging me, since I had disappeared for a few days, days I spent locked up in my house pretending to have a stomach ache.

She would tell me how worried she was about me in sign language, she kissed me a lot, unfortunately I barely responded to her affections, but she didn't seem to mind.

After her loving moment she started to scold me, she was as worried as she was annoyed, with her arms she told me I was an idiot for everything I did, she continued like that for a while until she changed the subject and said she was going to order lomo saltado for me because I had to eat something due to my bad state, I didn't even try to refute her because I knew I wasn't going to achieve anything when she was like that.

After being attentive to all her reprimanding, I replied in sign language something very simple, I don't deserve you, I love you.

She gave me an extremely soft slap that hurt a lot more than a slap that would have been given with a lot of force, she had been upset because I said I didn't deserve her, but she definitely believed otherwise.

Sonar lifted me out of the chair, led me to the sofa, which we used to occupy as a bed when our friends were away, she lay down on it first and then made me lie on top of her.

Normally the positions were the other way around, but she was the one who wanted to make me feel good now. She brought her head on my chest, I was taking the opportunity to play with them, but I didn't have the energy this time to do it, I still enjoyed the cuddling and the effort Sonar was making to make me feel better.

I just cried over her, we were like that for almost an hour until she had to get up because the food order had arrived.

Sonar tried to get me to eat but I couldn't, even though I had my favorite dish in front of me, it didn't make me want to eat, she tried several methods but failed.

Until she came up with an unorthodox idea, she put the food in her mouth, then quickly kissed me, and put the food in my mouth.

It was probably the most disgusting kiss I had ever had, it was not at all comfortable for both of us, but she had managed to get me to swallow food with it, and although it was disgusting, I was grateful for the gesture, in the end it gave me a little encouragement and I managed to eat half of the plate, which served to stop her insisting that I feed myself.

After eating she took me back to the couch.

But this time she said something I never thought I needed to hear or in this case see.

She waved her arms to communicate, in sign language she said to me, "You are not to blame for what happened.

You are not to blame for what happened.

That triggered deep inside me, I hugged Sonar so hard that we fell on the couch, she was crying like a little girl who had lost her mother. Sonar was hugging and caressing me at the same time, even she was crying too, probably because it hurt her to see me like that.

I stayed like that with her for a very long time, from time to time she would give me tender kisses on my face or neck, something that made me feel better.

With my hands I told Sonar that I loved her and apologized for disappearing, that I needed her and I told her something that I had never dared to confess to anyone, how much I was having a hard time living.

I could see Sonar's panicked face when she understood what I had told her.

She emitted sounds from her mouth that could not be understood in desperation, I must admit that it hurt me to see her trying to speak when she could not.

She kissed me without stopping, no doubt it had affected her too much, but if anyone could get me out of the dark place where I found her, it was her.

I approached her lips, put mine on hers playing tenderly, until I introduced my tongue inside her mouth, already kissing her more passionately, at this point the only thing I didn't want to do was to think and the best I could think of was to lose myself in Sonar.