14 Chapter#13 Free#1

The hairy girl was loosely tossing and turning in the big, soft bed. Seriously, she was comfortable and she couldn't hide it from the obvious smile that crossed her rosy face. Her blanket covered only part of her stomach and chest, her legs were bare and her hair spread all over her face. She had never found bed more comfortable on a Sunday other than that, everything felt good and for some reason that she did not remember, did she feel fulfilled? Or was she happy? Well, the fact is that she was unaware of that sudden happiness that ran through her veins. Although this one would not last long because in a matter of seconds her head began to ache and sting.

"A..aish ... my god head, I feel like a herd of elephants has run over me." she-she scratched her eyes and massaged the sides of her head with her hands.

She decides to get up and complains about the multiple aches and pains of her stumbling to the bathroom. When he opened the door and stared at her in the mirror, her eyes widened and she gave a frightened cry as she silenced her mouth with both hands.

"What the fuck ?! ... I look horrible!" And where am I? This is not my bathroom or my house .... -he looked at the corners of the bathroom and sticks his head into the room to look in the mirror again and begin to touch the slight bags under his eyes- my god, help, I can not Seeing me like this, I have work today ... -he looks at his hands when he realizes that they are being covered by absurdly long sleeves- but what? These clothes are not mine ...

Memories of the night before flock to her head. Her face takes several shades from a pale white revealing her veins to an intense red that threatened to imitate the color of her nails.

"My God, how did I get to this point?" It can't be ... help, help, help ...

She put both hands on her head and walked from one place to another. She began to tell herself that everything was fine that nothing was wrong. She took the toothbrush and began to wash her mouth in a hurried, joyous pace. She tried to comb what was left decent of her hair and she washed her face in fractions of a second. She scooped her sleeves up to her elbows and looked at the floor as she dragged her pants all over the bathroom tile. She tied the hanging cloth in a knot and left the room in search of her things. On top of the bed was the backpack that she had brought to help Ingrid ...

"Ingrid ... my mother, have I written to you?" Will she be looking for me?

She quickly checked her cell phone and her heart stopped beating so wildly when she saw the message that she considered sent from 10:00 pm and with it a simple ok answer with a rogue emoji? Well that was the least of it, the important thing here is that she had warned her and her grandmother would not scold her for a month without eating cookies.

She opened her backpack quickly looking for her clothes to change into, at that moment the confusion adorned her face when she did not find it there. -Sure! -together with her the hands of her in a blow- in the dryer ...

She ran back to the laundry room and after a while she had a heart attack to see the dirt there inside her, she was wondering to herself how she couldn't notice that last night. Without many turns, she simply opened the dryer and took out her clothes to change right there and put them on, in the process leaving the ones she was wearing to wash, although now that she thought about it ... that coat was too tempting for her, it was too comfortable and black! The first black garment that she would have, besides that it belongs to the love of her dreamed of hers so she returned it to her hands and she left the room like crazy to leave it in her backpack. Now, what she hated most about herself, her conscience charge, as she would explain later the disappearance of her garment, she for a few minutes she regretted but she finally left it in her backpack and went out into the living room.

He was going with the intentions of just going home and already as if to avoid the embarrassment of seeing his face once he woke up, but, there is always one, he remembered his good manners or something like that and decided to do something for him before leaving in form of appreciation. She turned on the stove and put a frying pan on the fire with a little butter. She searched the fridge a bit and found bacon, ham and eggs, she would make the classic breakfast according to her and she was only missing a little bread, which she found in a cabinet.

She let the butter melt in the pan and let the bacon begin to fry and take color, and when the butter and the fat in it were hot enough she added some eggs and let them begin to cook there. Her while she removed the corners of the bread out of habit and left it in the toaster to go and prepare a black coffee. At once the smell of fried eggs filled the kitchen as did the bacon. She removed everything to a plate and even with the skillet soaked in that fat and butter she let the turkey ham take on a little color as she dipped some jam into some toast. She already with everything ready in the corresponding plate she covered it with aluminum foil and left it in the oven so that it did not lose heat.

"Well, I think that will be enough ... I think there is nothing else left ..." He put the backpack on his shoulder and before leaving the house he took food for the dog and left it in its respective plate plus a little water. in the corresponding place. She finally left a note on a piece of paper taped to the fridge. She, already satisfied with everything, left the apartment and took her way to the elevator where upon reaching the first floor she quickly was able to take a taxi and get to her workplace on time.

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The air was running with a bit of force that afternoon, Ingrid was sitting on one of the park benches with her notebook in hand waiting for Marcos' arrival, she had already passed two hours of the indicated time and for some reason that did not bother her Not at all. She was actually relieved not to have to see his face, lately thoughts of her had gotten to wrap around the tomato boy and her reluctant face. It was fun to see him that way, according to her he was quite attractive to her in a way.

The weather was quite warm despite the air that was running, you could smell the cotton candy and fries that gave off the tents in front of the park, the grass was green and bright and you could perfectly hear the children running and laughing about anything . That drew a smile from her mouth, not so visible but enough to make you notice her change in mood. Her hair covered her face every so often because it was constantly blown by the wind. When she closed her eyes, she felt an inexplicable calm making her sigh with pure pleasure. She got up from there shaking her pants and pulling her hair behind her ears to start walking towards the road. The backpack hung from her right shoulder and she put one of her hands in the pockets of her jacket to start playing the music on her headphones, she promised herself that she would never listen to music on the streets at full volume again but this time she needed it. , music was like a drug for her, it didn't work if she didn't have music.

She went anywhere, she really only dedicated herself to enjoying the melodies and taking little jumps from one side to the other like a little girl dreaming of anything. A wide smile was seen through the trail of her hair on her face and every time she did little cartwheels accompanied by the rhythm. In the midst of that improvised dance, she soon pressed her face against a store window. The almost impact of her left her unsettled for a moment but then she began to laugh covering her mouth so that they would not take her as crazy. There behind the glass were some beautiful black and red skates. At the moment she fell in love with those black wheels with luminescence, several scenes of her came to her head imagining what it would be like to be mounted on those skates without having to worry about breaking them because naturally they would be hers. She moving her nose like a squirrel she entered the place and began to look at the different products related to them, skateboards and other extreme sports media. She looked for those who had made her mind fall in love with her and she quickly took them in her hands, sparing no prices, she just put them directly on the counter to buy them.

—Thank you for your purchase, come back again, have a good day.

She picked up the skates and the change and ran off looking on her cell phone for a park to use in the city. She came to a stop with one not too far away and without waiting for it to arrive she put the skates directly on her feet and rolled off at full speed in the direction of the GPS marker.

The feeling of being on the wheels only gave him something, freedom, he felt completely free, he did not have ties, he felt as if he could go flying at any moment, it was simply wonderful to be able to feel the air on his face and the music alone his pleasure increased even more ... He completely forgot about the park and devoted himself to walking around the city exploring again with his feet the infinite possibilities of feeling free. A few minutes later she arrived at the front of the university, she entered there and began to run through the corridors, which she clearly did to her because there was no one or so she believed ...

Lowering the rhythm of her feet, he spotted a familiar black hair accompanied by a blonde mane with curlers. She took off her headphones and used the brake rubbers on the toes of the skates to get closer, she didn't know why she was doing it because in reality she was not gossipy or gossipy but she felt that she had to by or see what happened.

"When are you supposed to leave her?" The blonde spoke in an annoyed tone.

"I already told you I'm not going to do it, don't keep asking the same question."

-Why not?! That's what I don't understand Marcos! ”The shriek came from behind the column where Ingrid was hiding, he didn't move, he didn't speak, he didn't do anything, she wanted to listen to the end.

"You don't have to understand anything!" Be satisfied with us having a roll over and now, you are just a distraction, understand it once and for all, and in order not to leave you with so many doubts, I am not going to leave her, no, she is something apart, something that deserves a different treatment.

"What different treatment?" If you treat them all the same!

-That's none of your business.

"What's so special about it that you don't want to leave her? What does she have that I don't have?" She crosses her arms, tapping the floor lightly with the tip of her heel.

—Really ?, because the same cliché question ?, but I will answer you, she is not a dirty whore like you, besides ... it does not hurt to change the mike from time to time, there is the old that is replaced by something better and in this case, she is the best so you walk away or you will see the consequences ... I don't want to have to leave my fingers marked on your neck again ... or do I? he looked at the girl with superiority.

"You're going to pay me." She held back her sobs. "You're going to remember me Marcos and I'm not going to rest if you regret it."

—Just empty promises, besides, you are not the only one willing to sleep with me and I warn you that, if Ingrid finds out about you, you do not see the light of day and you know perfectly well that I am capable, remember Sandra, you helped me with her. — she said everything close to her ear while stroking the curlers — take care, darling, I'll call whoever really deserves my attention ...

At that moment Ingrid was left blank, she did not really know the accumulation of emotions that was rolling inside her, she felt between curiosity, sorrow, confusion and even a little discomfort, but, none of this was directed to her own system, it was more like the blonde girl. The jumble of questions in her head was interrupted by the sound that her cell phone emitted at full volume, if not having headphones it sounded like a speaker, let it burn sounded at all volume. At the time, as well as Marcos, how the affected girl ended up with Ingrid, she at no time stopped the music from her device, only he was silent when Marcos hung up.

"Ingrid, love ..." Marcos spoke to her softly and a little scared or perhaps expectant. "Honey, when did you arrive?" Have you been there long?

She didn't speak, she just looked at him with a serious expression but not with any other kind of feeling in particular, she just went blank still processing what she had stuck in her mind. "I've been here for a long time, it's interesting the way." in which you see things and well, in these moments I try to defraud you

"What are you talking about, darling?" Hahaha, what's up? ”She tried to get closer.

"If you get closer, I'll call the police and accuse you of threatening physical harm against me and her." I point to the blonde with her cell phone. "You choose."

—N .... I don't know what you're talking about, besides, you don't have proof of that, treasure.

—Oh my God stop telling me that way, we know well what I just heard and for some reason I'm not upset, I know it's weird but actually I feel relieved because I'm not comfortable with you, I think my desire to experiment is not compatible with you or anyone at this time, is a good thing because I will not have a conscience.

-What the hell are you talking about?

"What I'm saying is that, we finished, that simple, there is no reason to continue this farce, much less this failed experiment."

“Experiment?” Confusion was in her voice.

—Let's see, that I have never had a boyfriend and that it is completely void with respect to relationships does not mean that I am stupid, I have had moments of thinking and I can be sure that I will differentiate between feelings and clearly, you, you were not nor are or you will be nothing important, I should thank you, I had no way of letting you know? I could not find an excuse but this is enough.

"I don't know what the hell you're saying ...

—You don't have to understand anything, the one that should be understood is me, a pleasure to have clarified things with you and doubts. Take care

She finished talking, she turned around putting on her headphones and began to skate in the direction of out of school.

"Ingrid!" Hey wait! "He yelled without being heard while the girl next to her laughed amusedly" shut up if not ...

"If not that guy?" Let's see that I never thought I saw this in my life, ha! She has given you pumpkins and in what ways, I think darling that you are not worth it and I am envious that she who barely knows you has realized faster than I have known you for years.

"She keeps talking crap and she reported you to the police." He threatened with his finger raised.

—You are the least indicated so you get me off the pedestal ... so good luck darling, let's see who now wants to get into your bed

Wiggling his hips, the triumphant female came out taking the same path as Ingrid while her heels resounded leaving a confused and resentful Marcos behind her.