Chapter 15

GABRIELA

I hadn't slept well for a couple of days. The day Marcos told me we had to talk, we spent hours sitting down talking about the same thing, Alex, and since I feared at the moment, he said this conversation wasn't going to end like that, he brought Carlota with him. I didn't tell them anything about what was happening to me with Alex because I didn't really understand it myself. I didn't tell them what Alex seemed to me either, because if I had, I'm sure Carlota would have killed me and I don't want to die so young. 

In that conversation, the question I have been asked so much for a long time also came up. "Alex has changed. Do you find him more handsome now or before?" I don't know what they wanted to hear. Well, I did know, but I'd keep that to myself. Only I and my conscience would know, because yes, I've noticed him and especially all those girls who notice at him the way I did years ago myself. That annoyed me, but I also liked it because it seemed like he was ignoring them and it made me laugh internally. 

Now Alex's muscles were more marked, and those shirts he was wearing made me pay more attention to him. His light green eyes caught me whenever he stared at me. I loved his hair, a color between light brown and blonde, bordering on brown, especially the cut she had now. The pants were tight and I loved it, and there was the question I had been asking myself for a couple of days: why do I pay so much attention to Alex, if in theory I hate him? I have no idea. I didn't like feeling like that, I felt weird, I can't explain what exactly I felt. 

That afternoon I was going to meet Carlota and Marcos and I was outside waiting for them to come pick me up to go for a walk. As always, these days I was in my world when they arrived. "Gabriela, it's going to be true what Marcos says you're so much in your world that you don't know what's going on." 

"I pay attention." I answered despite the fact most of the time what Marcos said was true "Yes, of course, now you do listen, right?" Marcos asked rolling his eyes. "You shut up Marcos." I said. 

"Do you see how she treats me, Carlota? It's been like this for a couple of days. Ever since she talked to Alex. I don't know if I've told you or not because I'm sure Gabriela hasn't told you at all, but do you know she's talking to him now? It seems like they're friends and all. These two will end up together again." Shit, I hadn't told Carlota that, and I think I remember I hadn't told Marcos either, but apparently, he was picking up habits from my sister like that of looking at everything I do. 

I have to admit it was true I was beginning to like him better, his current way of being prevented me from continuing to hate him and we talked, even though sometimes I still got angry with him, but it happens less and less. "If that happens, Gabriela, I will hit you until you come to your senses." 

"For the record, it was Marcos who said it and not me." I expressed, "We know each other, Gabriela, and you never talk about your feelings." affirmed my best friend and to which I rolled my eyes "But what do you say? I always..." 

"You never do it, don't come saying now that you do." she said, rolling her eyes. "As you wish, but can we go now?" I asked, trying to get them to leave the subject alone. "Yes, of course." 

We went for a walk near the beach, they know very well this would relax me after what Marcos had said, they noticed I was upset, and they knew I wouldn't like to talk about it, but knowing them as well as I know them, I know the subject would leave in a while when we reached our destination. 

When we walked a few steps along the shore they stopped and looked at each other for a few seconds. "Gabriela, I know you don't want to talk about it, but why don't you talk to us about Alex?" Carlota asked and to which I rolled my eyes, because it was obvious why I didn't "You hate him Carlota and Marcos think things. I don't have to talk to you about Alex." 

"I don't know I'll think of something it isn't real, but apart from the fact you already say his name, you say it in a different way." assured this "You dream it Marcos, there is no other." I confirmed, "Marcos, what I don't understand is why you say what he's with respect to the physical has changed." 

"Yes, he changed, you just haven't seen him." I communicate this to our best friend "You don't have a picture of him, do you?" Carlota asked "Wait I'll find you some, I think I know his account if he hasn't changed it." 

Marcos started looking for something on the phone and I was standing looking at them. I don't know what Carlota wanted to see I hadn't already seen, but well, when it seemed Marcos found what he was looking for Carlota to see it, and then, she looked a couple of minutes at Marco's phone. 

"Is really the same Alex as eight years ago?" she asked surprised and Marcos nodded "Yes, he's the same one." he confirmed "Well, it's more... cute I would say." At that moment it bothered me she said that about Alex, because it wasn't true, he was more than just cute, he was handsome, charming, one of those boys whose girls all stared at him. Carlota had fallen short and I laughed sarcastically to myself, or at least what I thought because they turn to look at me, so I suppose it wasn't in my heart as my mind thought it was. 

"You've said something?" Carlota asked, with a raised eyebrow. "Me? No, I haven't said anything." Carlota stared at me for a few seconds and I just hoped she didn't notice anything going through my head, because if she did find out about these issues. In her eyes I could see she had understood the reason for my reaction, but didn't say anything. But I also know we were going to talk about this at some point on the phone or when we were alone, she wasn't going to talk about it with Marcos in front of me, I was sure of that.