13

agnelo

I open my eyes slowly and feel a cold wind enter through the bedroom windows, I look to the side quickly looking for the warm body in which I slept hugging but I don't find it, I get up quickly and look for her in the bathroom when I don't find her I head to the floor underneath. None of her, Olivia's gone, she's gone, fuck this was our last night and she's gone. There is no trace of her, clothes, nothing!

I feel a strange tightness in my chest, something I've never felt before, it feels like I'm going to have a heart attack at any moment, shit, it's hurting so bad inside my chest. I need to see a doctor urgently.

Suddenly I find myself sitting on the couch desolate and aimless, as if I don't know what else to do with my life. She left, damn it, she didn't even wait for me to open my eyes to run away from me! I look down and I'm still naked, I remember the last few seconds together, it was with my cock buried inside her perfect pussy and her coming for the fifth time. After that I sheltered her next to me and now I wake up with this one.

I look for a clock and look at the time, it's exactly five in the morning, my time to leave for another day at work. I should feel good, I should feel better, I'm the one who wanted to spend the last night with her, she scares me, afraid of falling in love, I know I'd be easily attracted to her charms, she's too much , one of a kind and I've never been with a woman like that. However, I feel strange, sad, shaken and crazy.

Hell!

But like I've always said, I can't betray myself, I made that choice and no one will undo it, I can't betray myself. Never! When I go upstairs again, I enter my room and find ripped black panties next to the bed, it's hers, which I ripped with all my strength. She forgot, or left it on purpose. I take it and smell it, I quickly feel my member give a sign of life and I think it's good that he stays calm for a few days, I don't know if I'll have the courage to have sex with someone else so soon.

It's quite possible that I'd go hoping to find a hottie like Olivia and be disappointed. I still have the taste of her in me, in my mouth and on my body there are marks of her fingernails.

She really impressed me.

olivia

I watched Agnelo sleep soundly and realized it was the best time. It wouldn't be necessary to have a romantic farewell with kisses and hugs, that's what we wanted, to have sex for the last time, and what a fuck! When I left his apartment in my overcoat, I got into João's car, which is now almost mine because I use it more than he does, and I took a breath, finally allowing myself to collapse.

And I cried, I cried because I have feelings, I cried because I fell in love, I cried for the longing that would remain, I cried for the pain that grew in my chest. No one, ever, of all the boys I've ever liked, even Matheus who I thought I loved, has awakened in me what Agnelo awakened, no one has ever touched me like he did, he made my skin burn with just one kiss . But if it's gone, it's over and now I'm going to move on with my life.

I arrived home early in the morning and found my parents together with João in the living room arguing. When everyone saw me, they looked at me in surprise. Shit, it was so early and I needed to sleep all day. I just hoped there wasn't any left over for me, and eventually there was.

Now I'm sitting on the couch in the living room listening to sermons from people who don't have a shred of morals to give me.

"What are you doing with your life girl?" My mom exclaims pacing back and forth.

"Please say you were with Doctor Salvatore!" My father demands.

"That's enough! She knows very well what she does with her life, she's already of age and, like me, she'll soon leave this house!" João shouts at them who look astonished.

"Even you are against us? How ungrateful you are! We are doing all this for you. If I put Olivia in an agreement it was so that you would not be left in poverty, we will lose everything if she does not marry so that I can fulfill my word." My father tries to shout louder.

"I just really hope Olivia that you're sleeping with your fiance! And not hooking up like that's what it looks like here. Because if you're not, you'll be seeing me!" The woman who gave birth to me speaks as if she didn't have a daughter and with feelings.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry, but I need to talk, SHUT UP! You guys are freaking out, how come you don't think before you act? It's not our fault that any of this is happening. You guys did the shit, so you should fix it! " My brother speaks, running his hands furiously through his brown hair.

At one point my father threatens to go after João cursing and rage, at that moment I need to act, so I stand up and vent.

"That's enough! Enough okay? I'm not an object to be auctioned off, you didn't ask my permission for this, I'm not getting married against my will, even though Salvatore is a nice guy. You spoiled him with this, I hate it you! You never loved me, you never loved João, but he was treated better than I. But that doesn't matter, I'm leaving this house, even if I go under a bridge, I won' t stay another day here. If you see it! It's your problem, I have nothing to do with the clowning you did! Go to hell!" I scream and run upstairs, but my mother runs after me and pulls my hair.

"Respect us you bitch! You are going to marry the Doctor!" She says and slaps me across the face. I feel it burning and my tears flow down like a river.

"Don't touch my sister!" João speaks desperately and comes to me, taking me out of the vixen's clutches. "Let's go up." He talks and pulls me with him, my parents stay downstairs saying rude things that hurt me even more.

As soon as we enter my room, my brother closes the door behind us and I quickly start looking for my suitcase to pack my clothes inside, I'll leave and no one will stop me, I stay on the benches in the squares but I don't live here anymore . In the middle of the mess I make in the room, João hugs me tightly and doesn't let go for a few seconds, I feel the pain grow and the uncontrolled tears fall, at that moment I know, that there is much more to those tears, there is the pain of losing a love, there is the pain of not having had any love.

"It's going to be fine. I've been wanting to tell you this, but with my job, I'm earning very well, and I still have some savings I've saved since I was a kid. I'm already renting a nice apartment for the two of us, today we can sleep in the house. Larissa's house, tomorrow I will advance the procedures as quickly as possible." My twin strokes my back and I feel slightly comfortable.

"I've already sent several summaries to companies, I'm sure I'll get a good job soon, and that way I'll be able to help with expenses." I speak between sobs.

"Now finish those bags, I'm right here in the next room packing mine too, and leave the door locked until we leave. I love you, I would never leave you, my doll." He smiles and kisses me on the forehead.

"Thank you so much prince of crystal lagoon. I love you too." I remember speaking our childhood games in which I was the porcelain doll that made friends with the prince of the crystal lagoon.

"One more thing: is my car in one piece?" he asks and I smile.

"Yes it is." I answer and he leaves the room, I lock the door and go back to packing my clothes.

Hours later, I'm already showered, with the stress I could barely feel the pain in the middle of my legs and my body aching as if I had been ground alive, in addition to the purple and red marks all over my skin. I'm dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, it must be almost eight in the morning now. Altogether I gathered two big suitcases that I can carry, I won't take everything so they don't throw it in my face later.

After a few seconds I hear knocks on my door, the lightness of the knocks is my brother for sure. I open it and here he is with just a big backpack on his back.

"I've already taken my things little by little to my girlfriend's house. I'll pick them up from there, are you ready?" He asks.

"Yes. Let's go, live our lives." I speak fearlessly and then we go down the stairs together.

When we're walking through the door, I hear my dad's voice call out to me, I think about not looking, but I need to say goodbye politely.

"Goodbye, father. And I don't hate you, by the way, I don't feel anything for you. Neither hate, nor love, nor pity." I speak and when he opens his mouth to speak, João completes.

"I make her words mine. Goodbye! I really hope we have nothing to do with each other from now on, forget about my sister and this ridiculous idea of marriage." He speaks and holds my hand.

As soon as we get in the car, we see the sun shine for us, it's the beginning of a new life, a new journey, freedom defines this moment.