Chapter 45

Pdv Marielle.

It's been a week since my mother was buried and I admit that I haven't had a good behavior so far, after yesterday I decided to stop because at this speed I'm going to ruin my life.

Flashback.

Yesterday I was in a club, dancing, drinking and letting my breasts and buttocks groped by boys who were present, what I don't care what they were doing, even a tensome, I would have been hot. All I wanted was to escape, forget that my mother was dead and just have fun like crazy. What won't I give for it to happen? Later, I felt one hand on my shoulder pulling me and another clearing the boys around me, I raised my eyes and it was the boys.

Paul: so Cardi B, it bathes, he says laughing.

Mau: what's your problem?

Me: give me peace, you are not my parents.

Nando: they are no longer there unfortunately, but I'm here, you don't have to see me as your brother or whatever but know that our parents are dead and there the only blood family left to you is me and the only family I have left is you, so stop making your spoiled girl. Yeah, you've always been like that all your life but now, the deal, it's changed so it's worth taking the train and dancing on the new tam tam that resonates. The period when everything was easy is resolved. If you want to dive into free alcohol but know that's not what your mother would like to say angry.

Mau: listen to Marielle, you've always been a very strong girl, I can't imagine the suffering you endure but I doubt that the solution is in alcohol or boys. Please take it back. . Let's go home.

So I followed them and they came to drop me off at home and left right after

End of flashback.

This morning I feel pretty good, I think I needed that, I needed someone to tell me everything nando told me yesterday. I wash myself and decide to go get nando and read the newspaper he told me about. So I wash, I wear a t-shirt, panties and then swatters, get into my car and head to the cafe. I greet the people when I arrive and explain the situation to the boss without asking for nando's agreement. We give him leave and go home.

Me: you live alone here, I say calmly.

Nando: pretty not bad, right? This is the house in which I, my mother and the old man lived, he said, opening the door.

The living room is tidy and very large with some photo on the wall, there are bedrooms downstairs and upstairs, it's a very large house he has. I think he comes from a wealthy family.

Nando: for this astonished air he said by taking me out the newspaper and a photo album. I'll leave you, I'm in the first room upstairs, the kitchen is just there in case you need to prepare, there's a room just there in case you're tired and want to sleep.

I start leafing through the newspaper, looking for where I was interested. I've seen some detail about nando but it doesn't interest me too much, almost at the end I see a title that challenges me. "The secret of a birth", so I start reading, I then discover how my mother had a lover who is actually my real father, how Marielle was the name of my biological father's mother, I have a little trouble for my adoptive father, I also didn't know that I was his adoptive daughter and without nando I won't know. I spent the whole day on this newspaper reading word by word everything in this fucking newspaper. I didn't see the past hour. Nando goes down the stairs and is surprised to see me again there.

Nando: aren't you finished? He said as he went to the kitchen.

Me: what does it feel like to be in front of the woman's daughter who made you lose everything?

Nando: we should not get involved in these cases. You and I have nothing to do with their story and you don't have to suffer my anger because of the mistakes of our parents, he says laughing and giving me a sandwich. So you discovered what he says when you went to sit on the couch.

Me: nothing except what you told me.

Nando: what do you plan to do? Or how do you feel,

Me: happy and disappointed. Joyful because my dream of having a brother came true and disappointed because I have not been given the opportunity to enjoy since then.

Nando: now you can enjoy. I'm going to recover my inheritance within a month and I think the will is there, you should read it.

Me: I have already seen that this house belongs to you alone and after several properties and I have read for myself too but I'm not too interested at the moment.

Nando: you're nothing you suggest so why are you doing all this?

Me: I protect myself.

Nando: you are hated. Be relaxed.

Me: I'll try. I'm going to talk to my adoptive father.

Nando: I would be surprised if he didn't know the truth.

Me: me too.

We stayed talking about it and imagining what it would have been like if we had grown up together and laughed all night. Life may have taken me the one that mattered most to me but it itself is filling this void. I have a brother, who can imagine it? Even in my wildest dreams I couldn't imagine it. We haven't seen the past hour and it's almost midnight past, I call home that I don't go home and I keep chatting with nando. I'm not yet used to calling him my brother but I'm rather happy to have a brother who shares my blood. Finally, I know if life gives me a gift or punishes me. It's weird and maybe that's why we say that life is what happens to us when we get about to do something else. What is the meaning of life? It may make no sense so maybe even, there's no point in thinking about it.