Obsession and desire

The accident

Andy narrates. I am anxious to get to see Camille, I still don't know what I am going to tell her, but the desire to see her and recover her love are even stronger than all the clauses that I have ahead of me, I am sure of something, it is that I will not do what My biological father made me with me, I will not abandon me or my daughter, I will always be there for him or her, and I will do the impossible, I have not been able to concentrate well on the road, but I am sure that in a couple of hours I will be in his home I want it! Minutes later I must brake on the highway, the bike is presenting some faults, and it needs to be checked, although in these parts it is very difficult due to the type of model it is, it will be when I return to the city. I continue my way and my destination is before my eyes, it is already almost three in the afternoon, the trip was much faster than the other times, I leave my motorcycle a little outside the house, there is a truck in front of it that is preventing My step, who could it be? I decide not to give it any importance. I look out the window to see where Camille is, but the curtain is closed, I try to enter, but the door is too, I try to surprise her through the back door, in this one, fate has given me a good one, I listen to the soft music that Camille usually listens to in her old house, and very slowly without being able to hear my steps, I continue to the living room. Shit! shit! It can't be! I curse a thousand times to myself, Camille is just any damn, I see her with a man, who I suppose is the owner of the truck, they're both in the living room sharing liquor, they're both smiling, and the man is touching her leg, I imagine how these two are going to end up, I'm worried because I betrayed her, when I didn't even know when it happened, and she hasn't even spent a week and she's already happy with a man who knows where did it come from. “Camille Who is this man?” I shout furiously while pointing to the guy who accompanies her Camille's face is quite a poem, she didn't imagine that I would come by surprise, it's that if it weren't for the fact that I love her so much, I would have already killed her. She gets up from her seat andNôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

walks towards me, her eyes are clouded, she has anger, I know her! “But what the hell are you doing here Andy? I told you not to bother you again, much less violate my privacy, how do I have to tell you?” She gives me a strong push, which makes me stagger “I came looking for you because I was worried about you after what happened, but I find you with another man. Is this the love you said you had for me, Camille? reply!” I shout furiously, I would like to crash that man into the world. “Well, the same love that you said you felt for me! You idiot! You couldn’t control your piece of meat and you ended up getting your scrawny wife pregnant.” Camille yells at me even louder “Everything has an explanation that you never want to hear, you are selfish who only limits yourself to criticizing me!” “Selfish me Andy Alf? When I had to put up with it for many months when you decided to divorce that woman, that if you had loved me, you would have given a damn what your clauses said, aren't you an independent businessman?” Camille begins to flutter around the living room while yelling my truths at me- It's not that he has more transparent money than your family, an independent man, but what I see is that you're still a spoiled child of mommy and daddy, what if They take your money and you start to cry- Camille finishes this last sentence by simulating a girl's voice and making faces, she really looked beautiful, but the subject was another. “Camille, I already told you everything has an explanation” Calm down, besides that doesn't give you the right to be with another man at once and be drunk. “My life doesn't interest you Andy, just as you have your wife, you're going to have a child, and all your damn emporium, well I also want to make my life, I don't want to continue waiting for a man to give me my place, I am independent Hoh! And did you know? This man bought my house, I will buy an apartment, my family and I will leave yours and all my liquidation, ALF ASOCIADOS will pay my debt to you, because I resign, if I resign, from this moment I am no more your employee!” Camille answers her while she staggers Johnny did nothing but look at us stunned by the fight, it was obvious that he was embarrassed by what he was hearing, he didn't think it was prudent to be in the middle of the discussion, so he intervened.

“I'll leave you to settle your differences, Camille, I'll come tomorrow so we can continue with the purchase of the house” Johnny interrupts us. “No, you are not leaving here! You are now my guest, because this is my house, who must leave is Andy” Camille's state of alcoholism is evident, she had never spoken to me like that. “Camille, I need to talk, please, things are not as you are saying, listen to me, okay?” again I was like a dog behind her, I felt humiliated, but for her I would drag myself to the deepest of wells, she made me totally happy and that was the only thing that mattered, even if I was in the deepest of dungeons. “Not Andy Alf! Get out of here, go back to your family” Camille gets up on tiptoe and starts kissing Johnny in my presence, he reciprocates, and I remain like an idiot before her eyes. I could forgive anything from Camille, that she treated me the way she wanted, but that she was just anyone, NEVER! I leave there with my dignity on the floor, lately loving Camille, it was turning into total suffering, she wasn't helping my situation either, I needed to get back to the city before it got dark, it's a pretty lonely road, and I don't I consider myself an expert to drive in the dark, I came to think that I would wake up in his arms. I take my helmet, put it on and leave in a rage as soon as the tires of my motorcycle are marked on the road, I curse a thousand times the day I started to make bad decisions in my life blinded by the obsession of having everything in order, I still remember when I was a little boy and my adoptive father Samuel, he beat me for not finishing the books he left me to read, I don't know whether to thank him or disown him, I have my own emporium, but I have no freedom, they forced me to marry a detestable woman, who didn't even I feel the slightest appreciation, I only slept with her a couple of times because she was my fiancée, but I never felt love for her, I never will, if the baby that comes in her womb is mine, I will love him and take care of him but I don't want to see her. Camille was partly right, I was giving her up due to some marriage clauses, by divorcing Keyra early, besides it will be a long process, she would keep seventy percent of my assets, plus my father would disinherit me for not continuing with her prestige, but what did it matter, love is priceless, if Camille really loved me she would love me with little or a lot of money, my quality of life

would change, but I was sure that I would recover, so that's what I'll do I will divorce, and I will get Camille back, I don't care if I have to fight another man. I look ahead, a tree! What? a strong blow takes me out of my thoughts, I went off the road, and I crashed, I got distracted and did not follow the course, a very large tree stopped me, I feel a strong whistle in my ears and a pain in my limbs I can't resist. I think the time has come! I'm sorry I didn't tell my mother that she loved her one last time and above all I lived a little longer with Camille.