Capítulo 30: 30
The drops from my hair drip down my body, I placed the towel on my hair, rolling it so that it dries faster; Matthew offers me one of his shirts to use as a robe, I put on the white shirt, I go down to the living room while he changes, I go straight to the kitchen, I grab a pot and look in his cupboard to make something to eat, the only thing I find is some chocolate bars, I put two liters of milk and I put them in watching how they submerge, I take a ladle and I turn it so that it dissolves easily.
"What are you doing?" he whispers in my ear.
I jump with fright. "I'm making dinner," I comment.
—Smells very delicious—Inform.
"But this doesn't smell like anything," I emphasize.
"Then you have a terrible sense of smell," he whispers.
"How funny you are, Styles," I twist my mouth.
I finish making dinner and while Matthew takes out a few glasses, I go to the living room to put on music. Don't Stop The Music by Rihanna plays on the radio with my hands I start clapping following the rhythm of the song I move my hips to the beat about music, that song makes me feel alive, it has something that makes me put in a good mood, I turn around and see Matthew watching me, I ask him to come but he doesn't want to, I approach him and he takes it by the hand thus pulling him to the center of the room; He starts to move, a little strange, apparently he doesn't know how to dance to this type of music.
“Let go and let the music guide your movements,” I shout.
"I don't know how to do it," he shrugs.
"Just follow my steps," I say.
Matthew does what I do, but he is still very stiff, the song ends.
"It's good that I'm done, the song is very long," he says.
—Don't be exaggerated.
He fakes a smile and suddenly frowns, placing his hands on my cheeks—I still don't know how you can smile for everything that's happened.
—Because this is about moving forward and not staying stagnant.
—What my father did to you still hurts me, I feel so guilty for not being aware of you at every moment.
"Listen to me, I don't want you to feel guilty about anything, it's not your fault, I've been a little traumatized, I can't lie to you, but I'm willing to move forward," I say as I head to the dark glass dining room.
Matthew changes the music and again plays songs that are played only with the piano, he stands in front of me,noticed carefully, every movement, every feature he makes and how beautiful he looks with anything. Now what happened with dad's company, I remember telling Matthew that whoever would take care of it when we were in New York, but if my father left someone else in his will, it would be better for me so I can focus on my studies to do what that I have in mind.
“You look so curious,” Matthew says, interrupting my thoughts.
"Because you say so" I fix my gaze on him
—Because of the way your gaze stays fixed on something and you unconsciously start making faces with your mouth.
"Don't laugh, I'm thinking about too many things," I respond as my finger runs along the edge of the glass, drawing it invisibly.
—That if I can know
"I want to finish my studies," he commented quietly.
When I finish the sentence I remain silent for a few moments waiting for the response.
—It would be great if you did, that way you'll be distracted, just tell me when you want to start and I'll make sure they welcome you back.
—After returning from New York
I take a sip of the chocolate and when I'm doneturned off music; We went up to the room while Matthew shook the bed, I looked out the window to observe the few stars that were in the sky, and send a few prayers to my father, I hope he is resting peacefully.
I discreetly look away and feel Matthew's subtle hand on my wrist.
"Everything okay," he asks.
-And.
He doesn't let go of my hand and directs me to the bed, he sits down first on his right side and without thinking twice I do the same, he takes the control of the television and puts on Netflix, he notices that there is a large catalog of series and movies.
"What would you like to see?" he says.
"Whatever you want," he said, smiling.
-Safe
-And
Matthew selects the category of series and while he is choosing and reading on the right side the trailer for each one is shown, I rest my head on his shoulder, I feel his heartbeat very relaxed, I am too sleepy, the water relaxes me, my eyes are heavy and They close in a flash, so I fall asleep.
No bird not even 5 minutes and she heard noises in the house, woke up scared, wherethis Matthew turned around to look at everyone but he's not there, I uncover myself and tiptoe down the stairs.
I see a shadow of a tall man.
"Matthew" shouted
He looks out—What happened—he says.
"Don't be like that, you scared me," I say.
—Sorry, I came to close the door, you don't have to worry, go up to bed, I'll catch up with you.
-You're sure.
—You are in
He returned me to bed again and I sat waiting for him, the dream camevanished For some reason I notice it strange, I look out the window and there is a dark blue car outside, I twist my mouth, because I know that Matthew won't tell me who came and what they're doing here. Why didn't he want me to come down? That question surrounds my mind immediately, I try to calm myself so that she does not perceive my anger and intrigue, I pick up my cell phone and notice 50 missed calls from my mother plus 10 text messages <<Where are you>> <<You should be with me>> < <I'm having the shame of my life>> the texts said. I ignored and turned off the cell phone, I heard Matthew go up the stairs, I went to bed and pretended to be asleep so as not to argue with him.
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