The Love of An Invisible

[ Vision of Suzana Guilan ]

“Why do you want me to do this?” Leandro asks me with a serious look on his face.

I turn away from his chest and reflect a little on his question. Aya never did anything to me, never even spoke a word to me, but she dared to refuse to give me the answers to the math assessment activity and confessed to Leandro, and he is mine!

I am vengeful. I will show her that he is mine! And it will be publicly and publicly. She knows that he and I are always together, and yet she dared to defy me.

“She messed with my dignity,” I say, pouting and trying to be as cute as possible.

“I don’t agree with that, Suzanne,” his voice gets deeper, and this gives me goosebumps. “I don’t want to do that.”

“Then I don’t want to date you, and I don’t want to…”

“Okay, I will,” he sighs, and I smile.

“Thank you, my baby. I will reward you handsomely.”

I say and slide my hand down to the zipper of his shorts. We are in a cafeteria, but I slide my legs over his so that no one can see what I am doing. I stick my hand inside his black shorts, and his member comes to life. I start making up-and-down movements, and he swallows a groan.

“Here are your orders,” the waiter places our snacks on the table and leaves.

“I can’t wait for you to take me hard and fuck me,” I whisper in his ear as I intensify the movements, and I feel his arm between my breasts start to shiver.

“Don’t mess with me, girl,” he says between his teeth. I smile in his ear and pull my hand out of his shorts.

“Let’s eat,” I say and start eating my drumstick. I can’t even watch this because if they let me, I’ll eat about thirty, and there’s still room for more.

Leandro says nothing, adjusts his shorts, and grabs his snack, starting to eat too. Tomorrow is Monday, I gave Leandro a week to do what I asked. I can’t wait for the twenty-fourth, my big day.

[ Next day, at Birch Wathen Lenox School. Leandro Silva’s view ]

“Hi, Aya,” I speak and drag a chair to stand next to her.

“Ah, hi,” she says smiling and tucks her hair behind her ear.

“I want to get to know you better. Do you feel like getting something to eat after school? I know a great pizza place nearby,” I say and lean over the back of the chair and look at her.

If you stop to look, Aya has her charms. Her nose is very small, her lips are full and pink, despite the lack of makeup, her face has no imperfections that girls do everything to hide. And her violet eyes, big and round; surely this must be her greatest charm.

“If you want, I can walk you back home,” I say, trying not to give her any chance to refuse.

“Okay, after class then,” she says without taking her eyes off me.

“I’ll meet you at the gate at half past five, baby,” I wink at her.

“I’ll be there.”

I listen to her talk and then turn around and go back to my seat in the back of the room. The classes start: first physics class, then chemistry, then English, math, and history. Then it’s off to lunch break, which lasts an hour, then I go back to class and watch five more classes.

“Good luck, baby,” Suzana says as she leaves the room.

What is this woman doing to me? All right, it will be worth it; she will be the mother of my children.

I get up from the chair and throw my backpack over my left shoulder, walk to the classroom door, and take a quick look at Aya; she is still writing in her notebook. I look straight ahead again and follow the path to the gate.

“Are you sure you really want to go? I don’t mind staying at your house watching anime or sitcoms with you,” I hear someone speak as I descend the third step of the stairs.

“I just want to see you. Maybe I won’t even see you anymore; we’re going to graduate, and I’m going to college,” this voice I know who owns it.

“Alright then, man, I just don’t want to see you in trouble,” the fat man says to the skinny guy named Iuri.

When I was a kid, I used to pick on Iuri; I’ve done a lot of bad jokes with him. But despite that, nothing compares to what I have to do with Aya. Without patience to listen to others’ conversation, I pass by them and quickly go down the stairs, go out the gate, and wait for the cat-phone girl leaning against the tree in front of the school.

I wait only about five minutes, and soon I see her passing through the gate. Her uniform seems to be too big on her; the skirt covers the knee, and the blouse is very loose. Whether she has developed breasts or not, with this blouse, you can’t tell. Very different from the other girls, who wear tight and short uniforms, making it easier to select the most beautiful ones, in agreement with almost all the boys.

“Shall we go?” I call her and offer my hand.

She stares for a few seconds and hesitates to take it, but then smiles and takes my hand. The difference in height between her and me is very striking; I doubt that the top of her head reaches the height of my chest. Anyway, I am not here to analyze her in this way; I’m just putting the plan into practice.

We walk in silence for about fifteen minutes. The pizzeria where I work at night is nearby. As I am an employee, I am entitled to two pizzas a week; this week, I have not taken one yet, and I will use it now. I pull the chair for Aya to sit down, and the smile she gives shows that she approves of my attitude.

Both she and I take the menu. I don’t even look at it; I just order chicken pizza with cheese and catupiry.

“Have you already chosen?” I ask as I put the menu back on the table.

“Good evening, gentlemen,” Sebastian appears with his order pad.

I’m glad he didn’t act like he knows me; I don’t want anyone to know that I need to work before I graduate from college.

“Chicken pizza with cheese and catupiry and for Miss…”

“Four cheese, please.”

“Your orders will be delivered in a moment,” Sebastian says and leaves.

“How old are you really?”

“Seventeen.”

“May I ask you some more personal questions?”

“If it’s not too much, I’ll answer,” she says, despite appearing to be very shy; sometimes her speech is that of someone confident.

“How many times have you kissed?” I see her round violet eyes widen slightly.

“I haven’t had that experience myself yet,” she says with her head down and adjusts her glasses.

I was expecting this. Our pizzas arrive, and we change the subject.

“What is your favorite color?” she asks, putting another piece of pizza in her mouth.

“Orange.”

“Why is that?”

“Just before the sun rises, the sky takes on this coloration,” I answer and then, with the help of my fork, eat another piece of pizza.

“That’s nice. Do you have any hobbies besides sports?”

“Fighting.”

“I see,” he says and lowers his head.

“And do you have any hobbies besides studying?”

“Anime, I love to watch anime,” her eyes sparkle when she says this. I don’t like to watch anime; it’s childish, but I can’t tell her my opinion now.

We finish eating the pizza, and I go up to the counter and hand over my employee ticket. We leave the pizzeria, still holding hands, and walk with her guiding the way back to her house.

When I get to the front, I stop and look into her eyes that have my full attention.

“Do you want to go to the movies tomorrow?”

“I’d love to,” she replies with a smile.

I kiss her forehead and say goodbye. Today I have to work, so I head back to the pizzeria.

[ Aya Millenis’ Vision ]

Ah, today was perfect! It was amazing hanging out with Leandro; he was a real gentleman. The kiss on my forehead… I’m feeling on cloud nine!

“Come in, Aya!” I fell to the ground without any parachute.

I don’t say anything and go inside the house.

“Who is that kid, and where were you until this hour?” my mother asks.

I really got home late; it was after 7:30 at night.

“Eating pizza nearby,” I say as if it were obvious and take my backpack off my shoulders.

“I don’t want you with that boy! Go eat pizza with Iuri!”

“I didn’t like him, Mom; he…”

“Stop breaking our hearts, Aya! Can’t you do anything for me and your father? Do you hate us that much?”

“No, Mom, I just…”

“We want you to go out with Iuri!”

I give up speaking my mind, I just look at her without saying anything, go up the stairs, and back to my room. Tomorrow I feel that the day will be very good, and with a smile on my face, I start to watch my anime.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .