"You can't just get over it like that, Noemi"
"Oh yes that I can! It's OVER!"
"The hell that it's over! We have to talk!"
"I don't wanna hear your shit this time... I'm tired of all this...."
"You can't be talking seriously... You can't get over with all that there has been between us!"
"What about you, huh? That's so hypocrite of you..."
"..."
"Nothing more to say? Good. Fuckbye asshole, go fuck yourself with that bitch of yours"
My last fight with my...ex boyfriend Alessandro knocked me off. He cheated on me. That motherfucker. I always stood up against everybody for him, always supported, stayed by his side, never complaining about shit. Not that I was always saying 'yes', but I did care about him. And also gave him the daily blowjobs of his life. He cheated on me with that skunk of his own country... what'shername... Giulia. Oh my God... I'm hurting so much... I'm not even able to talk the hell out of that bitch, fuck me.
"Excuse me, can I sit here?"
I turned my head in the direction of the voice, looking at one of my classmates. His look darted from my confused eyes to the chair next to me.
"Oh, that bag - I sniffed - isn't mine" I really didn't noticed it when I came here earlier.
"Hey, that bag is mine" A girl I never saw before came running across the desks to join us, panting while talking. "I kinda reserved the place before, for me and my cousin" she said, waving her hand towards a blondie with a sadistic glare in her eyes. I immediately broke the eye contact with her.
"I... This is my desk, always been. And then, you just put one bag over here" I was so out of myself that I could had been able to actually sit on a bag without even noticing. Suddenly I was nervous...
"How we gonna do it..." The brunette, the one who skpoke, was whispering with the blonde one.
"You need to sit properly, Cris, you know..."
"Yes but..."
"Hey, your back doesn't hurt just a little" She chuckled, "mine, instead, is fine. So go and sit there. Me, I'll be fine right there on the floor"
"No way, I come with you"
"No, you don't!" Still whispering, the blondie grabbed the bag on the chair, put it over the desk, pulled out the chair for her cousin and then grabbed that poor guy's arm and pulled him with her, saying louder "Hi, my name is Daniela, we'll be cool there on the floor..."
One of the most known things about this college is that you have to hurry and even try to reserve your desk hours before your lesson, if you want to sit down on a chair in front of a desk as a normal human being. My course, anyway, was a numerus clausus one, so every year we had the same classmates occuping the same desks, so that was unusual for us to 'fight' for a chair.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know here you use to claim desks" A bitchface now on her.
Bitch. "Everyone here kind of sit at the same chair from the start. Someone doesn't, as that guy with... you cousin - I glanced back at them - but me I'm of of that motherfuckers - I grinned - that actually do it. So, having said this, I should be the one who's sorry that you didn't know it"
"That's fine - she melted a little - You know, I got my back hurted some days ago... Sitting for two hours on the floor while trying to take notes wouldn't be a great deal for me" She smiled shyly.
"So you, you two, you and your cousin, you're new students... I never saw you before..."
"Yeah, we were studying in another college, Roma Tre, but we decided to transfer here at La Sapienza, you know... I like the way they handle those courses"
"So welcome ..." I held out my hand to her, waiting for her name, kinda heard it before but I can't remember it. I'm so bad at remembering names.
"Cristina. Without 'H' " She smiled widely "And you are..." She asked, taking my hand and more like squeezing it than shaking.
"Noemi" I smiled back to her "Nice to meet you... and... good luck with everything!"
"Nice to meet you too, Noemi, and thanks" Finally she released my hand.
As soon as the teacher entered the class, I felt back into my dark thoughts. Alex and me, we have been a couple for years. The other day I came to know he cheated on me and that this shit has been going on for at least one year. How could I forgive him? How could I forget the pain that was burning all of my body and soul and then be able to focus on anything else... As the lesson, for example. I wasn't ready for this, but I didn't want to miss my classes. I thought I might try to pretend to pay attention, hoping not to be consulted by any of my teachers.
When the lesson was over, I rose from my chair like a zombie, I headed down to the door and saw him again. That son of a bitch was waiting for me, leaning against the opposite wall, he started walking towards me but I flipped him off "Stay the fuck away from me" I told him through clenched teeth.
The two cousins and that other guy must have noticed me, because they were staring at us wide eyed. Fuck me.
I walked back home, luckly my others roommates were spending the evening out, so I was alone. I needed some quietness to try to relax a little. I turned off my phone, laid on the sofa in the living room with my duvet and tried to sleep. I was successful. When I wake up later, the room was dark, the house still silent. I didn't have a clue of what time it was, so I had to switch on my iPhone. 9 p.m., I've been dead to the world for 3 hours, and obviously my phone complained.
"A-A-A cercasi killer nella tua zona, per questo arrivo da Ba-Ba-Barona..."
The phone ringed different times; I looked at the screen: 15 messagges... What the fuck?...
I had a lot of missed calls, all from Alex. And even a lot of textes from him. Piece of shit.
<messages| Alex |edit>
10/05/2008 18.25
~Where are you? Why is your phone off? ~
10/05/2008 18.46
~What the fuck are you doing? Switch that shit on.~
10/05/2008 19.01
~You better switch that motherfucker on and call me back.~
10/05/2008 19.27
~Hey, I'm worried about you... Don't know how to reach you. I'm still at the college.~
10/05/2008 19.50
~I need to talk to you...~
10/05/2008 20.15
~What did you have done to your phone, huh? I bet your laughing at me right now.~
10/05/2008 20.33
~Please... answer me.~
10/05/2008 20.55
~I called her, she's coming to my place. I'm gonna leave her, ok? I love you.~
HOW HE FUCKING DARES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I scoffed at the phone and flipped it in the opposite side of the sofa. I got up and went to the bathroom. I wasn't hungry at all.
Once inside the bathroom, i sat on the toilet, wanting to be able to flush myself away. I felt like shit. I washed my hands in the sink and then came back to that damn phone. I still had other textes left to read.
A missed call from my mum and a text.
<messages| mother |edit>
10/05/2008 17.54
~Why aren't you answering me? _mum~
Because my fucking phone was switched off dumbass of a mother! After all of this, I didn't need also your crap, mum. I scoffed again at the phone. I was tempted to turn it off again, but I just couldn't imagine what kind of affair of state she could be able to put on for a missed call. I called her.
"Hello?"
"Mum, h..."
"Where the hell you were at? Why didn't you answered me before, huh?"
"Mum, my phone was switched off" I tried to stay calm
"I've been calling you all the noon long!"
Fucking liar, You called once and I already told you my phon was off. "What's up mum, tell me"
"Nothing, I just need you to go to that boutique I told you, to retire the dress I ordered. I thought you could go there today" She scoffed.
Fuck you, what kind of bitch are you, could you have asked it yesterday, at least? "I'm going there tomorrow, mum"
"Not later than tomorrow. It's important. And don't go there late in the day"
How can a fucking dress be 'important' ? "Mum I have classes in the morning"
"And what time are them over?"
I lost it. "Are you afraid the dress can run away from the boutique? Bye mum, I'm so tired. Call you tomorrow"
"Hey...."
-click- I scoffed again and snapped my tongue in disbelief.
"A-A-A cercasi killer nella tua zona, per questo arrivo da Ba-Ba-Barona..."
<messages| mother |edit>
10/05/2008 21.23
~Go get that dress for me. Don't forget it.~
Mum, please, give birth to another son or daughter and breake his or her balls instead of mine.
I went to the kitchen, grab a bottle of water and head towards my bedroom. I didn't want to see or hear nobody else tonight. I shut the door closed, climbed onto my bed, set the alarm for the following day, switched off again that piece of shit and claimed myself dead to the rest of the world for the second time today.
"Toc-Toc? Mondo Marcio, chi è? Questo fottuto uomo-nero del rap (cu-cu) Vuoi fare musica al mio posto? Con questi critici che girano un giovane artista come un pollo arrosto..."
6.30 a.m. Fucking alarm. I set it off ang get off the bed before I fall asleep again. I go to the bathroom. Fuck me: those bitches of my roommates may have used all the hot water yesterday night when they came home and forgot to switch on the boiler. Cold shower at 6.30 a.m. Wonderful. I hissed and whimpered all the shower long, cursing under my breath. Once I was finally over, I grabbed my towel. It was humid. I scoffed. I run off that freezing bathroom as soon as possible, meeting one of that monkeys of my roommates.
"Hello Noemi"
I was wearing a scowl.
"What's up, why are you trembling? Are you ok? Your lips are purple!"
"Think about it next time you and that other monkey decide to shower the hell out of yourselves without switching on the boiler for this poor motherfucker that I am..."
"Ops, sorry Noe..."
"...And even use my towel instead of yours"
"Oh, that wasn't me..."
I was about to kill her. I came back into my room and shut the door, while she was still saying 'chorry, chorry'. Fuck you.
I get rid of that humid towel, put all clothes onto the heather and put on my underwear first. At least, the heated clothes helped a little to stop quivering.
I went to the kitchen, drunk almost all of the coffe that bitch prepeared, leaving a paltry cup for both her and that other skunk. They were easygoing girls, but such a couple of skunks when they acted like this. When she went out of the bathroom I went in again to brush my teeth; then I grabbed my bag and I was out of that crazy house.
As soon as I reached the college, my stomach started complaining about not having shoved nothing but water and coffee since yesterday. But I wasn't in the mood to eat something. I put the vibration on my phone and looked around to check if that bastard was around. I saw him and walked in the very opposite direction, trying to avoid him at my best.
My best failed before my 5th class.
I was sitting at my desk, my classmates started to fill the class and taking place in their seats. The two cousinss came into the class with that guy... I think his name's ....Uhmm.... Ok, I can't remember, as always. He with the blondie went straight to the same spot they were sitting yesterday. The brunette, Cris... No, Cristina without the 'H', she was heading to my desk.
"Hello"
"Hello... Cris...tina?"
"Ahahah, well, I see you remember my name, Noemi" I laughed back to her a little "So... how are you, today?"
Trying to avoid the simple question, not so simple to me "Wasn't that you the one with the hurting back or something?"
"Oh, well, I..." she was interrupted. By that motherfucker of Alex.
"Hello there, welcome back between us, then - He said in a sarcastic tone - Is it possible to know where the fuck were you yesterday while I was trying to call you and what the fuck were you doing?"
I opened my mouth, trying to say something, inhaling through my mouth
"And more over, what the fuck were you doing right now for not answering my calls again?"
I reached for my bag. Almost everyone in the room was looking at us. I grabbed my mute phone, put it on the desk so he could see it, unlocked the screen and found 10 missed calls from him. Pathetic.
I didn't want to explain shit to that dickhead, I simply stated "I have nothing more to say to you, eclipse yourself from my life, NOW"
When the teacher came into the room, he grabbed my wirst and pulled me off my chair. Once I rose he started again "NOW, you come out with me to talk until we fix this shit"
"This shit is yours, you made this mess and I don't want to drain with you into your deep shit" I sayed not too loud through clenched teeth.
"Is there any problem?" Good. Now even the teacher was staring at us.
"No, we're fine" He answered. Than with a lower but possessive tone, to me "We're fine as long as you come out with me right the fuck now"
"She already told you she doesn't want to hear shit. So FUCK OFF" I wasn't aware Cristina got up. She said the last words through clenched teeth too, then pulled my wrist away form Alex's hand, put one of her hands on my back and guided me back to our desk. "Here, hun" She told me sweetly, giving one more evil glare back to Alex who finally got the hint.
Or so I thought.
"It doesn't end here", staring daggers to both of us while walking away and out of the room.
"You don't know who you're fucking with" she said under her breath.
"Excuse me madam" I told the teacher. She must had understood it wasn't my fault or I must have looked really bad, becouse she just nodded her head and then started the lesson.
"...And thank you, Cris" I half smiled at my best in that fucked up moment.
She soothed my back with her hand and gave me back a better smile of mine, as a response.
She pursued soothing me with her hand for a while, then she simply rested her arm over the back of my chair and managed to take her notes in that position for almost the entire time.
When the class was over I sighted and looked over at her, who was smiling encouraging me a little. Then she turned hear head to look at her cousin and that guy with her. When I stood up, she stood up right after and placed herself in front of my, giving me her sides, her head towards her cousin.
"So what that asshole wanted from you?" Her cousin asked passionately to me.
I felt so ashamed... "He... he's my ex boyfriend"
"And so WHAT?" She pitched her voice a little, then calmed down.
"We..." The boy started. Cristina looked at him.
"We saw... you and... him, yesterday, and..."
"Holy shit" I whimpered, fighting the tears back.
"Come on girls, let's go have a coffee or something at the cafeteria... We sit down, relax... Ok?" That guy spoked to everybody but only looking at me, trying to make me feel loved and protected... By three half strangers/half aquaintaces. Oh well, he's my oldest classmate in this little group, but I neither know what his name is. I nodded to him and looked briefely to the cousins, before we all went out the room. There wasn't any trace of that piece of shit of Alex around, he had a class in the meantime fortunately.
The cafeteria was packed, but I know for experience that in few minutes half of the students would have gone back to their classes. So we waited in line to take something warm to drink. Once we made it to the cash desk, Cristina started the table-research, than waived to me to join her. I looked over to Her cousin and that guy, they nodded with a warm smile. While walking towards Cristina, I costantly felt their gazes onto my back. They were seriously concerned about me. Weird for a bunch of strangers...
"Do you want to talk to me about him?" She asked. I sighted.
"Alex, that's that motherfucker's name... we first met here, at college. It was love at first sight" I shaked my head laughing at my self "We've been together since there, it's been 4 years" I looked at her, she looked anxious. "I always did my best to be a perfect girlfriend, I never bugged him too much, I let him have his space, I gave him good sex and be there for him when he needed my brain, my heart, my jokes, my sex... I gave him everything. He never complained, never. I thought that everything was ok..." A tear escaped my eye, she took one of my hands in hers. "Can you believe me if I tell you that in this fake perfection, in our little world made by this college and our aquaintances, our friends in common out there, our families, all that we shared together, every other activity we have, like sport or music or whatever... I always thought I knew every single thing that he was doing because our shared our schedules with each other.... He cheated on me" Cristina's hand gripped tighter on mine "Not only once. It wasn't only sex of the fumes of a night full of alchool to regret. He has been fucking cheating on me for, what I know, almost all the entire last year, and..." I lost it. I pointed my elbows over the table and showed my face between my hands. She lets go of my hands and reached to hug me to her. I fought back the sobs but as she began stroakin my hair I broke down.
I was breaking down in the middle of the cafeteria into the arms of a new aquaintace about my ex boyfriend who cheated on me. How miserable.
I regained a little of composture before The guys joined us. Their glances were akward, so I excused myself to the toilet, so they could gossip the crap about me in peace.
There wasn't a line in front of the toiled, so I just entered and did my thing. Then I washed my hands and my face from the tears. I wasn't wearing any make-up that day. When I'm so sad I never wear colored crap on my face. I know well were it goes. I took a tissue and wiped the water away from my face.
I came back to the table walking like a zombie, I don't know if people in there were looking at this crazy-cat-lady that I should look like or not.
"Hey hun, your chocolate gets cold" The blondie told me with a warm smile.
"Hey, you got me a hot-chocolate!" I smiled a little to them
"Yep, and it is soooo thick, yum! I actually had to stole you some" Cristina told me while stroking my hair again.
"It was my idea - The guy spoked - I know that girls loves sweet and cold things when they are 'a little' upset" He winked without malice.
"That's very sweet of you, thanks" Then I took the tea spoon and shoved into the chocolate. Cristina was right: it was very thick. And tasted so good.
They started talking crap about whatever, not to make me feel weird with all of their attentions. At a certain moment Cristina leaned towards me and asked "Do you like it, huh?" I nodded, smiling while shoving the tea spoon into my mouth. "Mmhhhh... Does it is still hot?" She fitted herself at the board of her chair, like a cat ready to jump.
"Do you want some?" I offered her a full tea spoon. Her eyes widened, my smile spreading across my face. She looked so funny. Since she wasn't taking the spoon herself, I shoved it myself into her mouth. She hummed.
"Mmmhhh.... Daniela: remember me to buy some boxes of hot chocolate when we go home" Daniela, yes, that was her cousin's name. Now I was missing only one...
Daniela scoffed at Cristina "She never eat any kind of sweets, until she shees anyone else doing it. Then she attacks, just like she's doing now" She told me, fighting back a smile
Cristina grunted in response, complaining "You're mean", giving Daniela a super pouty face while shoving her cofee's tea spoon into my chocolate cup. The guy was laughing his ass out.
"I suggest you to eat it, before she finishes it all" Daniela winked at me and I took in her suggestion.
Cristina left the honor of the last chocolate spoon to me, kissing my cheek firmly and loudly while I finished my chocolate. Than she put her arm around my shoulder and hugged me to her again. I felt peace.
"So... you guys, you're ok if we exchange our numbers? We can study together sometimes, we just arrived here and this is the last fucking year! We need - or, at least - I need" Daniela waived at herself "some help familiarizing with the place, the teachers.... I already took his number yesterday..." She told us, pointing at the guy with her thumb
"Oh yeah, I'm taking your number too, Cami" Cristina told Cami. Now I got all of their names.
They exchanged their phones, so they were typing their numers directly onto the other one's phone. Daniela reached for her phone and I reached for mine. We imitaded Cris and Cami. Than she gave him my phone and Cristina gave me his. I give him back the phone once I was done and he gave mine to her, who just gave me hers. When she took hers back, she typed something on it, then leaned towards me again and showed me the screen
<3 Noemi <3
"Look: I put chwo hearties before and after yohh naaame" She told me, faking a baby voice, laughing with a cute baby smile.
She was beautiful, stunning.
How could I haven't noticed it before? I mean, I'm straight but Cristina is a hot chick, with a bad ass appeal. She got my same body and curves but her hair are chopped in short black messy layers and she has two emeralds instead of her eyes. Now that I'm single again, with her around I can rest single for all my fucking life.
NOTES
- numerus clausus
- sms ting tone : Popolare by Marracash
- alarm tone : Toc Toc by Mondo Marcio
- characters : see here
