Nos gritamos en una pelea fuerte, muy fuerte. Ana está furiosa conmigo, y comprendo que no estuve acertado en la discusión de ayer. La llamé estúpida, tiré la silla, solté la servilleta encima de la mesa sin terminar de cenar, y lo peor de todo me marché. Ella no sabe que deambulé por las calles tratando de aplacar la frustración que sentía. Anduve de un lado para otro sin rumbo fijo, hasta que, no sé cómo, me vi ante las puertas de Esclava. Ana no comprende que necesitaba echar fuera de mi la rabia que sentía. No habíamos planeado tener un niño tan pronto; quería viajar con ella, ponerle el mundo a sus pies.
Ella grita, grita por primera vez echándome en cara mi actitud. No me escucha cuando la digo que Elena se ha terminado definitivamente, que tengo mis razones. Que no significa nada para mí ¿ Cómo puedo hacerla comprender que es ella la única persona que me importa? No sé cómo hacer para que me perdone. Se marcha a SIP malhumorada, sin desayunar, sin mirarme siquiera, ignorándome, y eso es un puñal que se clava en lo más profundo de mi. No deja que me acerque a ella, y yo necesito tocarla para sentirme vivo.#FiftyShadesFreed
TRANSLATE:
We scream in a strong fight, very strong. Ana is furious with me, and I understand that I was not right in yesterday's discussion. I called her stupid, threw the chair, dropped the napkin on the table without finishing dinner, and worst of all I left. She does not know that I wandered the streets trying to appease the frustration I felt. I walked from one place to another without a fixed direction, until, I do not know how, I saw myself before the doors of Esclava. Ana does not understand that I needed to get rid of my anger. We had not planned to have a child so soon; I wanted to travel with her, to put the world at her feet.
She screams, screams for the first time throwing my face in my face. She does not listen to me when I say that Elena is finally finished, that I have my reasons. That she does not mean anything to me. How can I make her understand that she is the only person that matters to me? I do not know how to do to forgive me. She leaves to SIP bad-tempered, without breakfast, without even looking at me, ignoring me, and that is a dagger that sticks in the deepest part of me. She does not let me get close to her, and I need to touch her to feel alive. # FiftyShadesFreed
Autoría del relato: 1996rosafermu. Basado en la trilogía de E L James, Cincuenta Sombras de Grey
Ella grita, grita por primera vez echándome en cara mi actitud. No me escucha cuando la digo que Elena se ha terminado definitivamente, que tengo mis razones. Que no significa nada para mí ¿ Cómo puedo hacerla comprender que es ella la única persona que me importa? No sé cómo hacer para que me perdone. Se marcha a SIP malhumorada, sin desayunar, sin mirarme siquiera, ignorándome, y eso es un puñal que se clava en lo más profundo de mi. No deja que me acerque a ella, y yo necesito tocarla para sentirme vivo.#FiftyShadesFreed
TRANSLATE:
We scream in a strong fight, very strong. Ana is furious with me, and I understand that I was not right in yesterday's discussion. I called her stupid, threw the chair, dropped the napkin on the table without finishing dinner, and worst of all I left. She does not know that I wandered the streets trying to appease the frustration I felt. I walked from one place to another without a fixed direction, until, I do not know how, I saw myself before the doors of Esclava. Ana does not understand that I needed to get rid of my anger. We had not planned to have a child so soon; I wanted to travel with her, to put the world at her feet.
She screams, screams for the first time throwing my face in my face. She does not listen to me when I say that Elena is finally finished, that I have my reasons. That she does not mean anything to me. How can I make her understand that she is the only person that matters to me? I do not know how to do to forgive me. She leaves to SIP bad-tempered, without breakfast, without even looking at me, ignoring me, and that is a dagger that sticks in the deepest part of me. She does not let me get close to her, and I need to touch her to feel alive. # FiftyShadesFreed
Autoría del relato: 1996rosafermu. Basado en la trilogía de E L James, Cincuenta Sombras de Grey
Ilustraciones: Captura de Freed
Editado en Fifty Forever Official Facebook Group. Agosto, 8 de 2018
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