Madrid

Alana

– I don’t know exactly, but a story reached my ears… It seems that he said something, and then he had a fight with one of the defenders, I don’t know if you’ve heard about it, is his name Pedro?

– I know who it is… – I listen carefully to his every word, but I still don’t understand. – But what…

– Alana, Raúl got this guy’s spot on the team, and he didn’t like it…

– Yes, so what?

– Wow, let me finish!

– It’s OK!

– So, he overheard some conversation from Raúl in the dressing room, and at Diego’s party, he was spreading what Raúl would have said about you. I’ve been talking to some guys I know on their team, and it looks like all of this really is Pedro’s invention. But… – I’m getting impatient with this whole story, which seems to have no end, so far he hasn’t told me what Raúl said about me.

– Damn it, Danny! You talk, talk, but don’t say what was said about me!

– I think you better not know…

– I demand that you tell me, now!

– Look, Lana…

– Tell me!

– Okay, then don’t complain! So, I don’t know what Raúl was talking about exactly, but at the party, Pedro was saying to some players that Raúl was taking you to the slaughterhouse, and that he would probably discard you after eating… Peter’s words!

– But Babi and Edu didn’t hear any of that, they stayed at the party for a while, I mean, Babi left soon, but Edu stayed there for a long time, and…

– I don’t know, that’s what I heard…

– From who?

– From one of the players I know, and regarding the party, Diego is very famous for enjoying orgies, everyone knows how perverted he is, you know? And, I don’t want to see my sister in the midst of that kind of people!

– Dani, I already explained to you about the party, and this whole story you told me is of no importance. After all, it was Pedro who spoke, and you told me in a way, as if Raúl was the pervert in the middle of all this.

– Lana, I understand you, but the fact is that Raúl has been talking about you in the locker room, so be careful, maybe he’s not that Raúl he used to be…

He brought his hand up to my face, and touched it lightly. I feel weird, normally when he did that, I would get nervous, breathing unevenly, I don’t know , but now, I didn’t feel anything. The worst thing is that everything he told me about Raúl made me angry, confused and suspicious. Not that I’m suspicious of him, but the way he spoke, trying to convince me that Raúl sucks, that really intrigued me, because they always got along great, so what’s going on? Is it because of the rivalry between Madrid clubs? It can’t be something like that!

When I get to my room I lock the door, enter the bathroom, turn on the bathtub, and head towards the closet, I need to choose an outfit, after all, regardless of these stories, I have a date this afternoon, and he promised me he wouldn’t would try anything, although I doubt it. I look at myself in the mirror, and suddenly that famous day when Raúl kissed my neck comes to my mind, it left me shaken for days. I take my hand to my neck, I look towards the bathroom door, and I remember the bathtub, I run there, and I almost spill it , I put some bath salts, take off all my clothes, tie my hair and enter.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Raúl doesn’t leave my mind, I think about what Dani told me. Is he really talking about me in the locker room? I’m curious to know exactly what he said, but I don’t have the heart to ask, what if he talked about what happened in the closet? My, what a shame! But I don’t think Raúl is the kind of person who lends himself to such a frivolous role. I push those questions out of my head, now I have to finish this shower and get dressed to go out with Raúl. Will your phone promise be fulfilled? The two times he kissed me, and I liked it so much, I didn’t expect my body to react that way, so surrendered to the sensations he gave me. The kisses, the soft touch of my skin, and… What’s happening to me?

Raúl

I hear the slight sound of the doorbell. The door opens and I see Dani, her gaze not looking very friendly to me. He opens the door wider and motions for me to come in, walks towards the living room, closes the door, I follow the same path as him, I sit in the armchair next to the sofa, I decide to break the silence between us.

– So, how are you?

– I wanted you to tell me what you want with my sister? – Why didn’t you ever tell me you had any interest in her?

– I like your sister, and I don’t want to play with her, and I really want something serious…

– Seriously… How?

– A courtship, if she accepts!

– Do you like her that much? – And why never said anything?

– Yes. It’s been a while, I didn’t tell you because I didn’t have the courage…

– Look… I don’t really agree with that, I don’t want Alana involved in situations that hurt her. You understand me?

– I understand…

Before completing my answer, I hear footsteps on the stairs, I get up and walk towards her, look and see her as beautiful as ever. Under her skin, a pink dress, with straps, tight, marking her body, a very generous neckline that shows the lap of her breasts, a heeled shoe, her hair down, she is perfect. I don’t know if I’m worthy of her beauty when I opted for these black pants, white t-shirt and a leather jacket. She looks at me and smiles, I smile back and extend my hand, and in a calculated sensuality, she hands it to me. My heart races, my mouth opens and closes, and I think how can I keep my promise not to lay a finger on her, not to try to kiss that mouth, all painted red?

Dani doesn’t show a smile when I say goodbye to him, I don’t know what happens to him, in recent years I feel that our friendship is no longer the same. We walk to my car, side by side, she doesn’t say anything. As we get into the car, she says something.

– You’re so quiet, do you have something to tell me?

– Today was one of those very long days, but what would I have to tell you?

– I don’t know, suddenly something you’ve been talking about me in the locker room.

– Like this? I didn’t talk about you in the locker room, the only person I talk to about my life is Tomás, and I’ve known him for a long time, as well as Dani.

– And why was Pedro talking about me at Diego’s party?

– That wretch saw us leaving together and must have overheard some of my conversation. – Today he came to let his jokes go, I couldn’t stand it, I went on top of him, and…

– What?

– I hit him, I couldn’t stand him talking, I don’t want anyone talking bad about you in front of me! – I say, she looks at me in disbelief, I can’t stand it and I hold her hand. Alana stares at me with a mixture of fear and curiosity, her mouth opens and closes, I caress her hand, I look at her .

– I’m capable of anything for you, and I would never speak ill of you, cariño!

– It’s all right! I didn’t believe you were talking bad about me, I was just curious to know what it was about…

– It’s quite simple. I like you, so can you imagine what a man in love says about his beloved?

– What? You… in love with me? – he asks and looks at me with those beautiful black eyes, his mouth open, and I can’t help it, he’s stronger than me.