Chapter 14

GABRIELA

As I was going up the stairs and thinking about what almost happened a couple of minutes ago with Alex, Marcos makes me stop and look at him. Apparently, he had been by my side for a couple of seconds and I hadn't even noticed, I was too immersed in my thoughts. 

"Can you tell me why you got so mad at Alex a while ago? And where have you been? I was worried and looking for you." Marcos asked without taking his eyes off me. "I got angry, but it doesn't matter." 

"You would be angry about something. First, you take him out of a fight and then you look like you want to kill him? Are you bipolar or something? he inquired with a half frown. "He told me it was like a game." I whispered looking ahead. 

"What was like a game?" he asked confused even though he knew full well what I was talking about "What he did to me years ago, for them was a game, that's why I got angry." I also confessed "Did he really tell you that? Now I understand why you were angry with him. Honestly, sometimes I still think he's an asshole and just wants to screw you over. But I don't know, it seems he loves you..." 

"Marcos, everything's really fine, I was the one who got mad when he said that. It's not his fault I got angry so quickly." I affirmed and he stopped dead in his tracks "Wait, something is going on here that I haven't heard about." 

"Nothing has happened. What had to happen?" I asked, raising an eyebrow "I don't know, you seem very calm talking about Alex, that's not normal." He commented and I denied it, because that wasn't so true, at least for me "He's not going to be the only one who talks about me. I have the same right to talk about Alex as you do." 

"That confirms to me something happened." he practically assured and I rolled my eyes because I'm completely sure that ideas formed in his head that weren't. "What are you talking about, Marcos?" I insisted "You said his name, you never have since he break up with you." 

"And that's something important?" I questioned, because he didn't say it to me, it has nothing to do with "Yes, it's very important, but now I'm going to class. We will have this talk later. We have to stay in the afternoon." 

I was going to rebut what I was saying about something happening between me and Alex, because even though we almost kissed, nothing happened. I don't know what he wanted to know exactly, it sounded like he was going to involve Carlota, and she couldn't stand talking about him as much as I did at first. 

The class passed quickly and the last class I don't know if for my luck or bad luck I had technical drawing. It was the class I hated the most, at first because Alex was in it, and then because I didn't understand the teacher and I decided it was better not to get overwhelmed and look at the topics on my own. I don't quite know why I got up from my seat and went to the door to wait for something, but as soon as I see Alex approaching, I know that was the reason I got up. 

As soon as he sees me at the door, he stops and stares at me for a few seconds until he starts walking again. "It's weird you're not sitting in your place. What are you doing here?" he asked with a frown. "I wanted to see how you were, but from what I see, you're better." 

"Yeah, I think the wet towel helped to reduce my headache a little." He affirmed and I nodded "Then I'm glad I helped." I said after a few seconds in silence "Now could you answer a question for me?" he asked, curiosity evident in his gaze. 

"Yeah" I asked, "Why did you take me out of the fight?" he asked and I shrugged. "It was something I had to do. I don't like someone I care about being beaten up…" I started, but quickly stopped because I had screwed up, but okay. I don't know why I said that, it didn't make sense what just ended. I hadn't even thought about it and it just came out like that, but I had to fix it somehow. I'm not sure it would work, but at least give it a try. 

"And much less if I'm not the one who hit him." I said "Do you care for him?" he inquired with hope in his voice, but I'm not sure what he was hoping for. "Of all I said, is that what mattered most to you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Just answer the question please." 

My salvation was when I saw the teacher go to class, he saved my life at this moment because I had no idea what to answer him at this moment. During the class, I noticed how someone looked in my direction, to my back to be exact, which made me imagine it was Alex, there couldn't be another person who was doing it and I felt weird. 

When the class was over, I packed up very quickly and headed out of college before Alex found me. I was back in my world when my siblings and Marcos appear. The first ones didn't take long to walk to where I had left the car this morning and we were left alone. 

"You're thinking about Alex." affirmed my best friend after going practically the whole time in silence since we left "What do you say Marcos?" I asked, playing stupid "Gabriela says your face, don't try to fool me, it shows." 

"I don't know what it is that shows to you, but if you want to think I'm thinking of him, then be happy." I told him. I didn't want him to know I was thinking about him, at least until I was ready to tell him myself "You've been weird since you left mad at him, I just want to know what happened to make you feel like this." 

"What are you talking about?" I asked, frowning. "Without being angry, I don't know. You haven't looked so calm in a long time." she assured and I rolled my eyes, because it wasn't entirely true, I'm usually this calm when I'm painting without anyone watching me, but no one knows that "If you say so, but know I'm not always angry." 

"Believe me, lately you really are, but I'm glad things between you two are slowly getting better." I didn't quite understand what Marcos was talking about, but it really was the same, or at least for me at this moment. 

This guy had done something to me I don't think anyone could ever have put into my head, and he made me think for at least a second about the chances I still had feelings for Alex. Also, although he doesn't know it, we almost kissed and even though I pulled away, at some point in those short seconds I wanted him to. Something strange was happening to me and I would try to find out what it was, because I didn't like not knowing what was wrong with me.