Fall in love in 7 days

My name is Sofía Miller, I'm 18 years old and I've lived in Spain since I was 15, my country of origin is Venezuela. The economic situation in my country made my mother and I move to Palma de Mallorca. I admit that it was difficult to adapt to this country and the new people. Today, like every day I had to go to school, my alarm went off at six fifteen in the morning. I went to my mother's room to see if she was still at home, but as always she was working. With melancholy I left his room and went to the kitchen to prepare my breakfast, toast with butter and a fried egg.

I went to the bathroom to clean up and then put on jeans, a white shirt and my Air Force.

When I was ready, I left my apartment to go to school. I was leaving the house about three days ago and I felt like someone was watching me, although I looked everywhere and didn't see anyone suspicious, I knew they were following me, or at least that's what I felt. When I arrived at school, I was a little late. When I entered my room, the first thing I saw was my best friend, he looked very different. He had dark circles under his eyes, he looked like he had been crying all night and this was accompanied by a face that looked like he hadn't slept at all. Ever since I met him, I have worried about him. I walked quickly so that the teacher wouldn't scold me for being late and at the same time talk to Alex.

—What's wrong with you? I asked him after sitting down.

—My mother, yesterday we went to the doctor and they detected a tumor. I need a huge amount of money to do all the tests, and not only that, also for the treatment. I am sincerely sorry that everything is wrong. —He told me and let out a sob.

—I'm sorry, don't be like that, together we will find a solution, as we always do. —I told him and gave him a smile.

—I don't think there is an easy solution, I want to be alone, I won't go to your house after school to do my science homework, I don't feel in a good mood. —He told me and I frowned, it was the first time he treated me so badly.

I tried not to pay attention to him all day. I ate lunch alone in the cafeteria and then went home alone. Something very strange was happening, to distract myself a little I put a movie on Netflix and ordered a vegetarian pizza for delivery. If Alex didn't want to come and do the project, I wouldn't do it just so he could get points that weren't his. It was obvious that the bad treatment he gave me also bothered me. Without realizing it I fell asleep, the sound of my mother's door and keys woke me up.

—I thought you would already be sleeping in your room, Sofia. —My mother told me, she seemed surprised.

—No, I started watching a movie and fell asleep. —I replied, narrowing my eyes.

—Did you do the science project? —My mother asked.

—No, I don't want to talk about it either. —She told him.

—Aren't you going to explain to me? —He asked me and I answered just because I wanted to vent.

—I arrived at class and Alex looked different. It turns out that his mother had a tumor, I tried to comfort him and said that we would find a solution. For the first time, he responded horribly and said he wouldn't come home to do the project and that I wouldn't do it alone. —I told him as I walked to my room dragging my sheet.

—It's not good for you to judge people, Sofia, maybe she feels really bad for her mother. —My mother told me.

—No, I felt very bad about many things throughout my life and I never treated him badly because of it, people have to know how to control their emotions. No one has to put up with mistreatment from anyone. —I responded angrily and locked myself in my room.

—Don't worry about me Sofia, I wanted to let you know that I won't be able to spend the weekend with you. I agreed to go to a hotel on the beach with a man I met on Tinder. —He said outside my room.

—I do not care!

—Whenever you have to stay with me you come up with other damn plans, or rather, you raise her so she doesn't stay with me. What kind of mother are you? — I shouted at him leaving the room, from the expression on his face he seemed happy to leave and not stay with me. I grabbed my keys and left the apartment. My intention was to go to my best friend's house.

—Where are you going? —I wonder.

—You're not interested, why don't you go write to men on Tinder? They are more important than your own daughter. —I responded angrily and then left.

Already in the elevator the tears started to come, I didn't deserve the bad treatment my mother gave me, just when I thought that since it was the weekend I would have time for myself, I was completely disappointed. My mother works in a bar, as a waitress, according to her, but from the smell she smells every time she comes home, I know she is dedicated to something else. My life hadn't been easy at all, my mother wasn't in love with my father and didn't even love him when she got pregnant with me, most of the time I think I remember, well, I was an accident, something that wasn't planned. For this same reason my father decided not to take care of me and although most of the time I pretend it doesn't hurt, it's something that I still can't heal within myself.

The elevator doors opened, making me stop thinking about the things that hurt me, for the fifth time in a week the feeling that someone was following me continued. Before leaving the building I looked everywhere, but I didn't see anyone, so I thought it was just me. I walked to the other side of the street where there were always one or two taxi drivers, I wanted them to take me to my best friend's house. When I finished crossing the street, I heard footsteps behind me, and before I could turn around to see who it was, they put a cloth over my face and five seconds later I saw everything white.