3 Chapter 3

-...Ruben Are you sure you want to listen and come? - With a movement of the head, he affirmed. They both decided to go to the cemetery, she showed him Yahir's grave. There were fresh flowers on arrival- Sally surely came to drop them off.

- Sally?

-Yahir's mother. She is a very kind woman, she was a great support to me and insisted that I get on with my life. She tried to keep her smile and character as always when she gave it to me- She saw her bracelet and I caressed it ... It must be more difficult for her because she was his mother ... If I felt bad I don't even want to think about what she felt. She was who gave him the life. He was her everything- Tears began to come out of the eyes of the green-eyed one and she couldn't help but hold back her tears -... I know it was my fault ...

-But how could it have been your fault? Don't say that- He put his girlfriend's head on his chest- How did it happen? - He dared to ask. He knew that she had had a person in her life before, who aroused those first feelings but since they met they had never discussed the subject deeply. -If you want to tell me, do it- He said in a calm tone.

-We argued because we didn't spend so much time together anymore, I felt abandoned, jealous that he was so focused on Music, with his friends, his plans, that I felt like I was losing him. I told him to leave the music- Ruben opened his eyes in surprise- He said no. For the first time we fought, we shouted, I got angry with him for not being the one who paid more attention as before- Again the screams, insults, and complaints were in his head- I was so angry that I said many horrible things to him and he tried to calm me down, But he got very angry and ... - Tears came from those eyes that looked like an emerald- He lost control of the car and ... If we had not argued, he would be alive and that accident would not have happened ...

-Mariely, it wasn't your fault. He didn't know what he was doing. How can you feel responsible? It just happened- just stroked his head and he started crying too. Had that boy killed for the words of that sweet girl? he couldn't believe it ...

-When I felt like I couldn't take it anymore ... You appeared ... You taught me how to make and love music, you put me without realizing it in Yahir's shoes and you awakened in me old feelings that I had only felt for him and for the first time I felt jealousy, the resignation of not knowing if I could be with the person who made me love again and you turned me into a different Mariely ... Thank you- She couldn't help it and again gave him a passionate kiss that was reciprocated, but the black-haired man It was red and he felt a little guilty for being at her ex's grave. I thought he was disrespecting the poor guy.

-What's wrong? - Mariely asked with red eyes ...

-It's that you've gotten more daring lately- And I don't know if it's the best place to kiss...- his face looked like that of a sad kitten and the girl just gave him another kiss, surprising him.

-If it's because of Yahir, I know that if he sees us, he understands it- That thought could not be more false if they knew what they would experience soon- You are my great love now, Ruben. Yahir would have loved to meet you ... You had many things in common but at the same time they are very different ...Now introduce yourself- Mariely insisted and Ruben bowed politely to the grave ...- Greet him- She insisted, but Ruben said nothing-Yahir, this is Ruben. My boyfriend ... I know you sent it after you left and I appreciate it. He's very talented, cool and he loves me ... He loves music just like you do and I'm happy I met him after you left. I really love him.

Ruben was shocked by her words and hearing that she loved him made his heart beat fast.

-I'll go get some flowers ...-She said when he saw someone sell them a place in the cemetery

-I promise to take care of her, love her and protect her- Ruben said- Thank you for joining us ...

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The same young man watched and heard everything, new tears came from his eyes. How would he deal with everyone?

When the couple placed flowers on the grave and left. He approached the grave and wept in it. For his own lie and the flowers and trampled the flowers with remorse.

The boy went to a house in which he had lived before, he made many turns before daring to ring the bell repeatedly.

Hearing footsteps, he adjusted his hood and lowered his head- Good afternoon

-Good afternoon- the woman greeted him with a nod- What do you want?

-Sally Yog - Only that woman could pronounce the name- I want to talk to you about your son...

-Were you a friend of my son? It´s almost the second anniversary of his death ... If you want to talk about him you can pass ...

-Mom- He raised his head and took off his hood with tears that he couldn't stop from his eyes as they fell without stopping ...- It's Me, Yahir... It's me, your son ...

The woman just became like paper, her eyes widened, endless tears fell from her eyes and she finally passed out from shock. The teenager called an ambulance, went in it, and waited in the hospital room to receive news from his mother. He regretted showing up just like that.

A hand touched the brown-haired boy's shoulder and gave him a coffee- Here. She will be alright. Don't worry, she just passed out A nurse gave him coffee.

-Thank you- He said receiving the drink and taking it because he knew he needed it.

-Is she your mother? - The nurse asked him and he just nodded- Her pressure rose, it seems that something scared or surprised her. You know why?

-It was me ... She thinks I'm dead and now I don't know how to explain it to her ... If she sees me she'll react like this, again ...- He held her head with his arm on her knees- I shouldn't have appeared like that in front of her -He only cries.

-Look if you want I can explain and when she is calm you enter so that he gets used to the idea that she will see you again- The nurse was very kind- She will be happy to see you.

-Won't you ask why you think I'm dead or will you call the police?-

-I don't know you, boy. But only you know your reasons ... I won't judge you because I know that you love your mother, it shows and your reasons should be explained to her, not to me ... Now give life to your mother again ... When she wakes up I will explain that you are here ...

-Yahir...- He calmed down and said his name to the woman.

-I will talk to her...

-Could you give this to her? She will believe her more if you show it to her- He took out that little thing and photography that he always carried with him ...

-Of course- She touched the boy's shoulder and left.

-Mom Forgive me- He held his head and cried as the nurse walked away ... He prayed that his mother would get well…