27.3

An annoying sound forces me to open my eyes and look for the source: I look around until I reach my phone with my eyes.

I take it in my hand, and then concentrate on reading the name that appears on the screen and that marks the arrival of the call.

I jump seated when I read Alex's name next to a red heart.

Alex is calling me!

I squint, trying to figure out if I misread, but the writing lights up my phone again.

I don't know why I spontaneously open the call, but my voice stops in my throat as soon as I bring the phone to my ear:

«Hello?» - I lose a heartbeat, but then I recognize Juliet's voice, who most likely called me through Alex's phone.

"Clara? You are there?"

"Yup! Yes, sorry. »- I run a nervous hand through my hair, trying to hide my sadness to Julliet and hoping she doesn't know anything so far.

"Did something happen? Where are you? I asked my brother but he locked himself in his room night and hasn't woken up yet. "

I feel a tightening in my chest as every single word that comes out of her mouth hits me.

What do I tell her?

That her father is an asshole and that I no longer have the courage to look him in his damn face? That I'm hiding because I don't want to see that bastard anymore?

«No, honey, I slept at John's house. It was ... his birthday yesterday.» - I shoot the first bullshit that comes to my mind.

I don't want Juliet to know what her father is made of, I don't want her to look at him the same way I look at him right now.

"It was a month ago and I was there.»- she says with a tone like 'do you forget who you are talking to and that you cannot lie to me ?!'

I roll my eyes.

"Anyway, I need you. One of these days my brother will kill me! "

I refrain from not rolling my eyes again at that exclamation: the list of people to whom Alex harm is quite long.

"Why?"-I find the courage to ask.

"She caught me with my boyfriend ..." - she begins, but I interrupt her, opening my eyes wide in annoyance:

"Your boyfriend?!"

"He had the same reaction." - her voice becomes thinner and even more annoyed than mine.

"Since when did you have a boyfriend?" - I won't allow her to change the subject and start thinking maybe that asshole was right about controlling his doughter.

"As soon as you get home, I'll tell you about it. Before lunch, right ? »- she manages to make me feel uncomfortable again.

«No ... I don't think so.» - I say, not even knowing what else to say to justify the fact that she won't see me in that house for a log time: instead of clarifying my ideas, the more I start to think, the more complicated the situation becomes, but I open my eyes when she starts talking again:

"Why is a woman coming out of my brother's room?" - she seems to be wondering to herself, while I snap my head up.

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