Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Maria Eduarda

I'm wanting to throw something at Leon's head. The son of a bitch had the audacity to come with us to do security for us. Oh, how I wanted to take the smile off that handsome asshole's face. The desire is so great that I even managed to open a satisfied smile.

- Duda, what's that smile? - Vane asks.

- Ah, not an interesting one.

- What did you think of Leon?

- I didn't think anything!

- What do you mean? You didn't find anything? - she asks, amazed.

- That's right, I didn't find anything! - I won't tell you that I found him beautiful and that he has me confused about my own feelings.

- I know! - she looks at me suspiciously.

- Vane, I still haven't forgiven you about your boss," I grumble.

- Oh, come on! - she laughs.

- I'm serious!

- I saw you two together, and you looked so cute," she makes a heart with her hands.

- My God, Vane, stop seeing romance in everything! - I mock.

- And you have no idea how happy you were talking to Leon!

- What do you mean, happy? Your boss is tormenting me! - I defend myself. I had enjoyed his company just a little.

- It didn't seem like he was tormenting you.

- You didn't see anything, then," I shrug.

- Oh, yeah? And what did I miss?

- He kept trying to control me! - I grumble.

- And of course you hated it, didn't you? - she winks.

- Oh, yes, I really loved to hear him say "You, Duda, are my queen," I laugh, even though deep down I thought it was kind of cute.

- Oh my goodness, what a beautiful thing.

- You can keep it! - I joke.

- No, thanks, he's not my type.

- And why do you think he's my type?

- Because he has a crush on you!

- Let's forget about it, please? - Let's go to the kitchen, I want to drink some juice before going to bed.

- Yes, I still have to study! - I groan as I remember that I didn't even pay attention in class today.

- Any problems?

- No problem, it's just that I wasn't in the mood to study today," I say, not wanting to tell him what had happened to me.

- Are you sure? - she asks, as she pours me the guava juice.

- Yes!

- Well, then I'm going to take a shower, because tomorrow is another day.

- Go ahead, and I'll do the little dishes.

- Oh, you are so sweet! - she says, hugging me, and I laugh.

- Yes, I am a sweetheart.

- How conceited you are! - she mocks.

- Yes, and you love me too," I joke. I say good night to her and go to do the dishes.

I finish the washing up quickly and leave it to dry on the drainer. I go to my room and find my cell phone on the floor. I am a little afraid whether to pick it up or not. In the end I give in, pick up the cell phone from the floor and place it on the bed.

I decide to follow my sister and also go straight to the shower. Feeling the water falling on my body was really nice. I don't take long and soon I get out, dry off and put on a baby-doll, get my books and notebooks and start studying. I stay like this for a long time.

I was so busy with the subject that I almost didn't hear my cell phone ring. I am a little indecisive, not knowing whether to check it or not. Tomorrow without fail I have to change the SIM card.

I pick up my cell phone and, still a little afraid, unlock it. I realize that I didn't have any missed call, but a message on WhatsApp. When I open it, I find a message that made me happy and at the same time I want to choke my sister.

"Good night my queen, I hope you dream of me!"

That man is really impossible. He is annoying. Hot, but annoying.

"Sorry to disappoint you, I don't know what good dreaming is!"

I finish writing the message and send it. Before long, he sends me another one:

"Ah, my queen, by my side you will always have good dreams!"

Incredibly, I believe him. I can't get involved with him!

"And who says I want you?"

I send the message quickly, my heart racing.

"My queen, as I said before, you belong to me!"

I end up laughing at his message, and I must agree with my sister, he makes me laugh.

"My God, how cheesy you are!"

As soon as I finish sending the message, another one arrives:

"Not tacky! My queen, I'm just a man in the mood for a beautiful woman!"

My heart leaps when I read this message. And I write down what I think of his words.

"So you texted by mistake, I am not a beautiful woman!"

"Contrary to what you think, I will show you how you are my beautiful queen! Write down what I am about to tell you: very soon you will be mine!"

I am moved by the way he wrote, even though he says those cheesy and cute words at the same time. One thing I can say: I am not the right woman for him, and maybe I never will be.

Tears flow without my realizing it, as I see that I had a man who was into me, only I could never have, and I answer, with pain in my heart:

"I am a woman who cannot love, much less be loved by a man like you, Leon! I think you'd better look for another woman who will make you happy and who won't carry a past full of pain and suffering!"

Just as I was about to turn off my cell phone, it ends up ringing:

- Nothing you say will make me give up on you, my queen!

- Leon, I can't get involved with anyone!