Penultimate - Chapter 28

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Already on the 59th Day

Everything was perfect that morning. Benjamin took advantage of my mother's absence and came to my house. My visit quota in his home had already exhausted that week. Helping him move from the wheelchair to the couch was becoming easier due to the constant times I did this. I thought I had gained a little more strength. This force I also used to dodge all of Benjamin's inappropriate assaults.

I left him on the couch and sat on the floor. I wanted to get away from him a little until he behaved again as the respectful Ben whom he often forgot to be. He knew how to dodge the subject, pretending nothing had happened, but I could still feel his insane hands on my body. Sometimes he broke the rules surpassing all my limits.

"Christmas is coming, will it be here or at home?" He asked before I could scold him. I looked at him with my face still on fire. He wrapped a lock of my hair between his fingers and smiled, showing normality.

"I don't know yet, Benjamin," He did not scold me for I had not used his nickname. He knew I would always refer to him as Benjamin, every time he broke my rules. "I cannot leave my mother alone in the middle of Christmas."

"You can invite her."

"She would not accept it, and there's Carlos too. I think he's going to spend Christmas with us, but you could share your family's attention with me," I said with a half-smile.

"I'll make an effort. Now can you sit by my side? I will not do what you do not want to do ... For today."

"Ben, why do you do this?"

"Depends on what you're talking about?"

"You take nothing seriously. Every time I get too close, you do shit. I already told you to respect my limits."

"I already told you that I would try, but it is not always that I will succeed. Now it's serious, I need you near me," I stood still reluctantly and sat down beside him. Ben held it in my hands, and looked at me strangely, felt a strange sensation when his eyes captured me so intensely. "I love you, Elle."

"I know."

"Sometimes I get the feeling you do not believe."

"Would you believe if almost two months ago someone told you that we would be together in this room, today?" Ben shook his head. "Me neither. Then, that justifies much of what I feel. I know what I feel, but I cannot get into your heart to know what you feel."

"What I feel I demonstrate with my actions. Observe and draw your conclusions."

My mother arrived with a smile on her face. Usually, she did not come at the home like that. She looked at me, and I was surprised when I saw tears in her eyes. His nose was red. Was my mother crying? The only time I remember seeing her crying was when my grandmother died.

"Mom, what happened?" I approached her a little worried. She gave me a solitary hug, holding my arms. Was my mother hugging me? "Mom, I'm starting to get worried."

"Elle, you were accepted into two colleges in the United States!" She held it in my hands.

"That cannot be true."

"How not? She wiped tears from her eyes. "You struggled to achieve," I sat on the couch still not believing what I had just heard. One of my biggest dreams was nearing completion. I had already visited the United States twice, but the urge to spend more than a week there was indescribable. I fell in love with that country in an unimaginable way. It was my private dream that was expensive, and now I was very close to touching it.

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