I'm a little mentally tired, it's best to sleep for the moment.
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"Are you crazy?, could you just go back to...", Poki is silent, his childish eyes are watching me, his face is a bit full of fear while his voice lets out sadness.
There was a slight silence, I observe Poki and then my surroundings, I still don't remember very well how I got to ca, there is a narrow dirt road, towering trees over twenty meters high surround us and even at this distance, you can hear the birds singing.
"Well, who knows...", I mutter under my breath before smiling.
"By the way, today is the first of April, the northern miners say this is a good time to sacrifice someone...", I say as I walk in a specific direction, Poki walks behind me, Poki's dubious footsteps make me smile slightly.
Normally Poki is the brave one, puffing out his chest he sometimes tells me stories about him and his older brother.
He once told me a story about how he and his older brother almost killed a fat drug dealer, obviously it was a lie, although he always claims it is true.
As we walk further down the path I can hear Poki mutter something under his breath, he seems a little too nervous, "Actually, I came here only because I owe you...", Poki finally says with some guilt.
"Actually... I'm not going to ask what that vibrating thing was, just help me out here...", I whisper, somehow Poki acts too overprotective towards me, I don't understand why he does it.
"I... I'm sorry about that... and about Miss Bett too," Poki gulps and can barely speak because of what I think is regret.
"Actually, Miss Bett will be back after a few months, she was taken to a place... I know because she talks to me sometimes," I paused as I walked forward, "Through the internet, there's an app that's becoming famous," I said.
One could say that what Miss Bett did brought her trouble, however, thanks to the ineptitude of the police and the absence of my parents in a problem like this, the school, the principal, and the police just turned a blind eye.
I should feel furious, but, the truth is that I'm already tired of this kind of thing, as long as it doesn't happen again, I really don't care that much.
After passing through several paths we arrive to a small forgotten hut, green grasses cover the roof and walls, the ground completely flooded with wild grass, and some birds perch on top of the little visible roof.
"I have accompanied you to places as gloomy as the janitor's house, but...", Poki pauses, his voice always trembling and full of fear, "I have a bad feeling, there is something evil here...", Poki murmurs at the end of his words.
"Do you think so?", I say as I raise my right hand, a feeling of nostalgia and warmth wanders through my heart, my hands rub against each other, trembling, my eyes begin to sparkle as my heart beats a little faster.
I swallow saliva before moving forward without caring if Poki is still walking behind me, the green grass is wet and makes a slight crunching sound under my shoes, step by step I approach the hut.
*crackle*.
A crunching sound behind me makes me turn my head only to observe Pki shedding tears, his brown face completely terrified, his breathing chaotic, his white teeth clenched and visible in a fake smile, under his foot a kind of long smooth dry branch has broken off.
Before I can say anything Poki runs away, he turns around, his small backpack with the logo of a well-known anime is visible, he screams before running back the way we came.
I don't understand, Why would he run away?, What motivated him to do so?, several questions are pushed to the back of my mind and I return to my path.
"If there was something evil like he says, then why can't I feel it?", I spit with some contempt for the cowardly Poki, he's really a child who runs away from a simple hut.
Soon after I reach the dry wooden door, if I push it carelessly it could collapse and fall, so with my two hands I grab it to push it aside and lean it against the wall.
Somehow the door is not heavy and it feels a little soft, maybe a little warm for some reason, after pushing the door aside I take my first steps inside the house.
A half smile begins to form on my face, small currents of cold electricity run through my heart to my muscles, a feeling of emptiness fills me as my face begins to warm up.
A pleasant scent wafts up to my nostrils, earthy, a little damp but comfortable, full of old memories.
Slowly I walk to the center inside the hut without taking my focus off the beauty at the center.
"I am here, as promised...", I can't finish speaking, there is a slight lump in my throat as my cheeks start to get wet, I focus a little more on the beauty resting on the ground.
Gone is the flesh that once characterized her, no hair, no clothes, just a kind of cadaveric wax strutting over her bones.
The skull is almost perfectly preserved, there is a slight flirtatious tone in its empty sockets, the joints of its head mimic a lightning bolt, something enchanted, while further down its fully exposed trachea give way to ribs this time a little whiter, slightly shiny.
If I concentrate, then I can see a piece of dried flesh on some parts of the ribs, the arms extend like twigs branching into more twigs, I must smile because there is a nice bauble on one of the skeletal fingers, exactly on the right hand.
If I go down a little further then, no, I'm not going to describe that, hehehe, I'd get so red that...
Ah, I'm sorry, I blushed, but I didn't. As I look at her I can't help but think of the past, it's started to rain as I caress the fine and neat texture of what's left of her.
Once upon a time, a while ago I told myself that I would spend the rest of my life with her, it sounds stupid to someone of my age, but....
"I...", I pause, the world seems to relaunch, time, life, everything loses meaning in a place where only the corpse and I are together.
The janitor once told me, "I eat, therefore, I am," a phrase I never understood, but when I see her in that state, perhaps I can also say, "I feel, therefore, I am."
"You wanted to hear it, Right?", I say before smiling slightly, she expected it, she expected it for a long time, but I never did, I never told her, her favorite color was white, whenever she wasn't wearing something white she would get a little furious, "Do you think if I had told you then you would have accepted me?" I mumble, narrowing my eyes before letting out a sigh.
"Well, then, let me tell you, I.... I love you", my breathing becomes rapid, I squint my eyes as the moisture bathes my cheeks and washes my soul.
Some memories flash through my mind, the day I met her, the first day of school, the doubts, the problem of having her friends surrounding me to ask me things.
"I was here at the beginning and I will be here at the end", she said once before hitting a girl who was talking to me, it was a while ago, I don't think there is anything that has hurt me more than her passing.
Not even when mom and dad screamed in the night and I hid under the blankets, or when Poki visited me that night, not even when Poki held me so tightly that I thought I was going to burst, nothing hurt as much as losing her.
"It's the first of April, and I'm here, I'll come every year...", I said softly, this is the second time a fervent desire fills my mind, excites my heart and clouds my sight.
No one knows about this place, no one cares, no one cared when she died, so, What if I forget about her?, if I forget about her she will just die forever.
I pull out a marker from one of my pockets and gingerly make my way to the forehead of my love.
"I will come back for you", I write, today is the first of April, the first time I come, the first meeting, but, I have a feeling it won't be the last.
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"It's raining"...
"Wait, what?", I open my eyes and quickly get up to sit on top of the bed, my agitated breathing gives way to my confused thoughts, a cold sweat runs down my spine as various thoughts roll through my mind.
"What the fuck was that?", I ask myself inside my mind as I take in a shaky breath, I can feel a warm hand hugging me tightly, a particular warmth reaching up to my chest.
"I don't understand", I murmur inside my mind, somehow I can hear a voice inside me blaming me, blaming me for, Forgetting her?
"Just a dream, maybe...", I paused, squinting and shaking my head slightly, "It's not the time or the place," I tell myself quietly.
"I... Did I forget", I said, old confused memories start to awaken, Who was that girl?, I can't tell, it's as if that memory is not mine, or just a dream.
I can feel Kamila hugging me tightly, she presses her body tightly against mine, as if she was trying to kill me with a powerful embrace.
I can feel how my primordial energy has doubled and my body has greatly strengthened, my vision has improved again as well as my other senses.
It's a bit strange considering that normally each day I only get slightly stronger and my primordial energy gradually increases, but, maybe this has something to do with the dream.
I should make a mental note to look into the cause of these dreams later.
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Finally my thoughts calm down and my mind goes back to normal, I see Kamila hugging me, hiding her face in my chest and I can hear her slight sobbing.
I still don't understand it, I don't remember who that girl was or why April 1st was so important, it must be an old memory, the same with Miss Bett, but....
I shake my head slightly before hugging Kamila.
Kamila's perfume along with the softness and firmness of her body soothes my heart, calms my mind and makes something hard.
"My lord, Are you alright?", Kamila asks, I nod my head slightly before sighing, "It was just a nightmare", I lie.
Kamila mumbles something I can't make out before raising her head to look at me.
"My lord, my name is Kamila... just Kamila", she says with a serious face and a slight smile. I don't understand, I don't understand why she is telling me something obvious.
For the moment I decide to ignore Kamila's peculiarities and simply stroke her hair before replying, "I know, I know", I pause to appreciate her tousled hair thanks to my hand before smiling, "Now aren't you perfect... hahaha".
My smile makes Kamila blush, and unlike what I expected, she doesn't get mad, instead, she smiles back at me and starts to tousle her hair with her own hands.
"I didn't know My lord liked disheveled girls", Kamila smiles happily as her delicate hands ruffle her hair.
I almost raise an eyebrow at Kamila's behavior, Is she really acting?, I don't know, but, I simply close my eyes before saying, "Hmph, it was just a joke, you look better with your hair combed properly."
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* knock* *knock*
After changing my clothes I'm at Huanca's door, knocking, I have a slight curiosity that I would like to solve with him, although I would also like to ask some other questions.
The classic noise of moaning in the morning hours is heard inside Huanca's room, Kamila behind me doesn't even flinch at these noises even though with me she acts too shy, Is it because she is used to the noises of Huanca and his maid?