Translated from Spanish to English by: @zetaparanoid
I dried my tears. I was astonished. I really didn’t want to come up with that human being that could make me feel that way, but I couldn’t help feeling attracted to him like a moth to the light, and like a moth I would end up burned.
I got into bed, even though it was way too early, without having dinner because I wasn’t hungry at all. After a time, I ended up sleeping at some point after eight o’clock in the afternoon, when I stopped checking the time. When I opened my eyes it was probably at daybreak. My tummy moaned, so I got out of the bed only to realize I was wearing yesterday’s clothes. Claps. I opened the closet and dressed up with some blue shorts and a big t-shirt. My tummy was calling me again. I was really hungry.
Though I thought I was that hungry, I only prepared some cookies with milk. When I finished eating, I went back to my room only to see Matt’s bedroom’s door was almost opened and had a light coming from it. What was he doing awake at this time? I thought it twice and then knocked. “Matt, are you asleep?” I asked quietly. “No, what do you want?” His voice didn’t sound like always, this time it was cold and distant, which made me feel guilty. “Can I come in for a moment?” I couldn’t be more ashamed. He didn’t answer, he only opened the door and let me in. He was wearing some grey pyjamas trouser and a red t-shirt. He was looking very serious, that serious it scared. I stood there without knowing what to say and I started feeling quite nervous because he was staring at me without saying anything. No, not his eyes, no… My hands were trembling and for a moment I forgot how to speak. “Emily?” said Matt. “Um?” I answered, and immediately said “Oh, er… Let’s see… I wanted to apologize for what happened before. I swear I don’t know what happened to me, it’s never happened before… I’m really sorry” It’s like if I melted and froze at the same time when you touch me. “It doesn’t really matter. Thanks for apologizing though” he said smiling. I felt better because it seemed he was happier. “But what are you doing awake this late?” he said in a charming way. “I woke up because I was hungry” I blushed and continued “I don’t even know what time is!” “It’s four o’clock in the morning” “Wow! Is it that late?! God...” I yawned. “And what are you d-” I couldn’t finish asking the question because I saw in his desk a drawing half finished. It was a girl with straight brunette hair, green eyes, chubby cheeks and freckles. It was me.
When Matt saw I was looking straight to his drawing, he moved it so I’d stop looking at it. “Don’t think I was…” he started saying. “Were you drawing me?” I didn’t know how to feel, highly regarded or stalked. Actually none of them would bother me. “It’s for an art work. I didn’t know what to draw and I chose you.” This time he wasn’t looking right into my eyes, it was like he felt embarrassed but true. “And why me?” I needed to know it. Why, Matt? Why me? “Dunno, you caught my attention when I first saw you and I wanted to draw you.” Now he was looking at me. That answer caught me by surprise. What did that mean? Was it good or bad? I blushed. “You’re… you’re red as a beetroot!” he said laughing. “What?! Ugh shut up!” I really hated being that pale. He was still laughing. I didn’t find it funny! “Oh come on! Stop laughing at me!” I said punching him. He stopped and then said “Well, I think it’s time to go to bed, don’t you think so?” “No, you stopped me feeling sleepy.” And it was true, I wouldn’t sleep knowing he was awake and drawing me. “Besides I still want to know why you drew ME.” It seemed he was searching for the right answer for a moment and then he looked at his drawing. “Well, do you know that feeling of wanting to know a lot about a person you’ve just met?” Yes Matt, I know that feeling… “Oh” was the only thing that came from my mouth. I stood there with my mouth almost opened and looking right to his drawing. It was perfectly done, it was perfect. Not like me. “Well, now that I’ve told you what you wanted…” he was indirectly telling me to leave. “Oh, I’m sorry” “Don’t worry, I just need to sleep because tomorrow morning I have class.” I just realized he had classes in the mornings and I had class in the afternoon, which meant we wouldn’t see each other at any moment but at nights. I didn’t quite like it.
“Hope you have a high mark in the drawing” I said smiling. “Of course yes. You just have to look at my muse” he answered. If my chubby cheeks couldn’t turn redder, they did. He smiled and then said “Goodnight, Emily” before kissing me in the cheek. My hair stood on end and felt something punching me hard right in my heart. I couldn’t say anything, I just left and went to sleep.
It wasn’t even possible that a person I knew for less than a day could make me feel that way. What was happening to me? Something made me want to know it, so I had to get closer to Matt, and I was of course doing it. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
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