Chapter 2: "Basic Instinct"
Desperate under the Full Moon, the tempting and mysterious young man held my hand while with the other he held my bag somewhat scared. I didn't really know what I wanted, so I put my hand on his chest stopping the distances.
"Don't you think it's too late for games already?" I turned around making me interesting. I thought, he will be the kind of guys who always look for the unwanted.
"Games?" The young man walking behind me was surprised.
"Don't be childish to me. I've seen you and you've been paying attention to me all afternoon" I turned to him and shrugged.
"I think you're pretty." He ran a hand over his lips and looked down at the floor.
"You know...you know? I have to go home, I've worked too much for today. We'll see each other..." I nodded as I went to the bus stop.
The young man seemed a bit heavy but he was talkative, he insisted as much as he could, he had an attitude.
"Do you want me to take you?" the young man came back to me and sat down next to me.
"I don't know you well enough" I left a space between them and looked ahead.
"My name is Shawn…" he said quietly unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt.
"Nice name, very unusual around here" I watched as he unbuttoned and waved a hand like a fan. The air was beginning to get thick and each time he felt rushed.
"And your name is..." he arched an eyebrow, somewhat intrigued.
"Camila..." I looked ahead and played with his gaze again.
"Lovely name for a lady like you" he put a hand on the bench near my butt.
"Don't tell me those things that make me blush" I took my hand away from him and put it on his leg.
"Are you always like this with boys?"
"Not so much, it depends on the level of confidence." I winked at him, letting you understand that it wouldn't be easy to play with me.
"And what level am I at?" She asked as if she were a small child.
"You should know" I smiled seeing my outbound bus approaching. "Wow, looks like it's time to go now. It's been a pleasure...Shawn, I hope some girl notices a guy like you" I got up from my seat and walked over to the bus that was opening its doors.
"I doubt it a lot" he got up the same way and was captured watching me leave.
"My pleasure" I nodded as I put my hair back.
"Wait." Shawn came back to me and I turned to him. The driver couldn't wait any longer, he seemed anxious to finish his journey.
"Yeah?" I frowned.
"When will we meet again?" he smiled making tender eyes.
"When the weather says so...good night" I patted her back with a hand and got in to give the money to the driver as the doors closed slowly.
"See you soon" Shawn raised a hand.
On the way home, dad was waiting for me sitting on a step by the front door while he held a cigarette in his hand. Conversing with him was a woman with blonde, wavy hair, dressed in a short purple sequined dress and a pink feather scarf.
"Shall I interrupt the evening?" I crossed my arms as soon as my father acted suspiciously.
"You'd better go Darian, my pleasure" my father got up from the step and led the girl away.
"Asshole, you owe me money" the prostitute spat on the ground and walked out of the alley.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow" my father said, ignoring her.
"You will see them with me" the young woman shouted.
"Daughter, come home... she's getting very cold" she opened the door, opening the curtains and placing her bag on the sofa.
"Dad, what have I told you?" I turned to him very seriously. I was disappointed.
"I know" she assumed his mistake knowing that his addictions were not good.
"What do you know? I just saw that you have no fucking idea" I put my hands to my head and took a couple of steps around the sofa.
"It was just a relapse" he sat on the edge of the sofa.
"You're dating whores again and I'm leaving home" I said haltingly and emphatically.
"I promise it won't happen anymore" he looked at the ground anguished.
"I hope so because I'm the only thing you have left" I frowned.
"Trust me daughter, I won't do it again" he reproached.
"Where was I going... have you made something to eat? I've arranged to meet the girls to go to the usual bar" I looked at the kitchen and went over to the fridge.
"There will be noon macaroni but it's still good" she sat down on the sofa and turned on the television.
"I'll settle for that and did the postman arrive during the afternoon?" I got out the bowl of macaroni and popped it into the microwave.
"Yes, they have already brought you the participation request."
"Really?" I widened my eyes and walked over to my room.
A talent scout had come to Los Angeles in search of new voices and of course, I was very excited to participate in it.
"They're on your nightstand" my father would say as he opened the envelope to see the brochures and the application.
"I can't believe it, my first audition" I held up the papers and carried them into the living room like I was a little girl on Christmas day.
"Your talent has been heard" my father agreed, seeing me very happy.
"Not that bad, but I hope I can get into the casting. I've been waiting for this letter for months."
"I know you like to sing and that your dream is to be known for your songs."
"You know, dad, and even since I was little... when mom played the piano with me outside on the terrace next to the birds that grandpa brought from Miami" I rested my head on the lap of the sofa.
"Memories of yesterday and today..." my father recalled as he played with my hair making waves with his fingers.
"Yeah...so silly, I don't have time. I should be eating now so I can take a shower later" I got up like crazy and marched to the kitchen to get the bowl.
"What time did you say you were leaving?" My father turned around, seeing me in a hurry looking for a fork.
"Well, in an hour, you know how girls are...they always come in a hurry" I marched with the bowl to the room.
"I can enter?" Maggie said, putting her head through the opening in the curtain that faced the street.
"Sure, go ahead" my father waved them in and went to my room.
"We don't want to disturb" Maggie and Miranda entered slowly with the unstoppable noise of their heels.
"Camila, your friends are already here, I'm going to bed. Have a good time" he kissed me on the forehead and went to his bedroom.
"Thanks dad, rest well" he said while he finished touching me up in front of the mirror.
"How beautiful you are dear" Miranda stuck her head in front of the door of my room.
"Not that you say it" added Maggie.
"You are better than me, let's be honest" she said looking at them from the mirror.
"Tonight they're going to play Cuban tracks, it's our time," said Maggie, eager to have a good time.
"Really? I'll have to warm up the hips" she gave a few movements to the sides and closed the makeup kit.
"Of course, in case some guy over there gives us a good shake" Miranda gives me a sudden nudge and I put on black heels.
"I'll need it" I said very determined.
"So much time alone takes its toll" Maggie sat on the edge of my bed.
"Maybe tonight my father will get a son-in-law" I laughed jokingly and when we finished buttoning them, we marched to the Señorita bar, where our girls' night began.
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