Still polishing/rewriting this baby. Yep!
I heard this song just a few weeks after the idea for this story exploded out of my head onto the blank page. It fit perfectly with what I was writing. It was as if it was meant to be. After that, songs just kept matching scenes in my head. Page after page, song after song, the stuff just fit. The images, the sounds, Matl and Joseph, their lives, their wants and desires, all perfectly blended with the songs that played while I was typing.
Matl is 13 going on 21 while Joseph is 17 going on 18 when the story begins. Imagine Matl (Marisol, Alexandra, Teresa, Lauren) with her mouth open as a tall, light brown haired Joseph walks passed with a twinkle in his blue eyes. Joseph feeling conflicted about his feelings towards her. Joseph has loved her in many ways, except now, now, it’s different. There is something more there. He wants to protect her from it but can he? Can she resist her own feelings?
Here’s a taste.
… At that moment, something attacks me from within and I swear I could kiss him on the lips but instead I pounce on him like when I was little. My long limbs draped on him like heavy branches. He stands up picking me up along with him. Gosh! He’s so strong. My legs wrapped around his waist. I kiss him on the cheek, and he squeezes me taking in a breath of me, my wild, crazy hair. He kisses the side of my head. It feels familiar and yet -We hold each other in an innocent embrace for a while. At least for him it may be innocent, but for me… I’m in love with him. I’m in love. He gives me one last squeeze and I close my eyes soaking in the feeling of his strong beautiful body against mine. He peels me off him and looks intensely at me. Those eyes! He cups my face with his hands. Kill me know! He’s amazing. I feel my mouth open. Kiss me Joseph whispers in my head but I can’t let it out.
“My beautiful Matl.” He kisses my forehead. “Now, I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to do that again. Okay?” He cautions me like a father.
“Okay.” I tell him softly because I feel like he’s saying it for both our sake. I’m thrilled now because I can feel how much he loves me. Does he? He does. That look. It’s love. Not brotherly love, not just friendship, it’s something more. His soul knows me. I would do anything for him. He becomes very serious now. God! The eyes! They’r intoxicating, intense. I’m drunk with his gaze, hypnotized.
“I’ve loved you since the day I knew you were formed inside your Mother’s belly.” He’s so intense. My heart is racing with every word. His mouth is engraved in my dreamy head. “You were something special, hidden, lovely.” Kill me now! I adore you Joseph! “When you came to light, born and I looked at you for the first time, you couldn’t have been more beautiful to me. I loved you then and I love you now.” He tells me softly, delicately.
All I want to do is jump on him again. He lowers his head and I stay quiet trying to swallow him in. This love is bigger than the both of us. He looks up again. “Mom and Dad say I’m connected to you. Every time I look at you that connection makes me crazy. And I probably shouldn’t be telling you all of this, but I need you to know that no matter what happens, you’re here.” He makes a fist with his right hand and places it over his heart. Melt me in our arms Joseph. “Deep inside and nothing and no one will ever change that. Do you understand?”
© 2020 Mel Gutiér
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