Todos los capítulos de CHRISTOPHER: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

"It's a nice night, right?" Meow. “It will only be a few hours, you’ll have water, food and the house to yourself, Rolls.” Meow. I looked away from the city and looked amused at the cat in my arms. Every night was the same; I would sit in one of the chairs on the small balcony on the second floor and Rolls would climb onto my lap to be patted while Helena finished dinner. But tonight would be different, because for the first time, I would leave Rolls alone and go with my girlfriend and my friends for a night of drinks. God, I was too nervous about this whole matter, so much so that I was about to tell Helena to cancel the outing, but seeing her enthusiasm and joy on her face, I couldn’t do it. I got up from the chair, adjusted the gray shirt Helena had chosen for me and locked the French doors, and leaving the cat on the sofa, I went to find my girl to see what was taking her so long, when I stopped fr

“What did you say?” I asked my breath stopping and my heartbeat quickening. Was I about to have a heart attack because of a love declaration? "That I love you," she repeated biting her lip and looking amused. It was definitely a heart attack. Why did she look amused? And what the hell was I doing now? “I... I...” "You... you..." She repeated leaning back laughing, giving me the opportunity to get up from the couch. I started pacing the room trying to calm myself down; Why was she acting this way? Was my reaction normal when you heard those words for the first time? At least when they were directed you? "I like this view," Helena muttered stretching lazily on the couch, "But why don't you come here with me, sexy? We can finish what we started a few minutes ago...” Where the hell did my voice go? Why couldn't I answer her? And why did she look so calm and not insulted or hurt by my lack of response? "You'r

"So you left with her without thinking about the consequences? Last warning my love, get away from that bitch or I'll finish her off" I locked the phone and put it in my pocket feeling the anger tensing my body. After having passed the impression of what those messages meant, fear had given way to rage. Who did this woman thought she was to write things like this to me? For how long would she continue to bother me? How dare she to threaten my woman and me? My only answer is that she was crazy and needed medication, there was no other explanation. “Hey.” I turned around with a smile on my face when I saw Pierre and Mark approaching, watching everything in wonder. "This place is nothing like what I met almost two years ago," said Pierre, stepping aside as I passed by with a heavy slab. "You've done something incredible with all of this, Chris." “Thanks,” I murmured letting out my breath w

"This is not the kind of night I thought I’d be having," Pierre muttered sulkily. "It's much better," Mark nodded smiling before winking at me. "Let me disagree on that, Sanders." I bit my lip to keep from laughing when the Frenchman took the cucumber slices from his eyes to look at him with feigned hatred. "I join my wife when she wears masks," Fred objected from a corner with his hands dipping into a bowl of warm water. "Abbie also likes when I accompany her in these tasks" Alex agreed next to Fred with his feet in another container of water "It's not bad, men can also groom themselves." "You fagots," Pierre growled placing the slices back on his eyelids, "Royce, quiet your wife. She wants to change our X chromosome for the Y." "Don't be ridiculous, Pierre," my husband yelled from the kitchen, "You were the first to ask her to put a mask on you." "My chum-chum likes my skin soft," he answered under his breath before shutting

"He won't stop bleeding, why is he still bleeding?" The hysterical tone in Helena's voice brought me back from wherever I had gone. "Ma'am, I'm going to ask you to leave," I heard a man's voice. "Come on Doc. Let her be, it's her husband who got hurt." This time it was Alex I heard. “Your husband needs X-rays and surgery.” "No," I said as soon as I heard the last. “Chris?” I opened my eyes to find myself in a white and well-lit room, this light hurt my eyes, so I had to close them again. “Where am I?” I asked feeling Helena's hand squeezing mine. "You're in the ER," Helena said next to me, "You scared me so much, baby, you’ve been almost an hour unconscious." "And we don't know if he suffered a head injury, ma'am." that voice sounded familiar to me but I couldn't know from where. "And his nose suffered again, we have to intervene now.” "No operations," I said pushing Helena aside so I could sit d