chapter 4

At this time of year, the whole place, all the parks and all the places to visit, the whole atmosphere was hot, but a glass of water was not enough. The place where the Clark family lived had high temperatures, so they decided to go for a walk in a less hot environment.

If only, Mr. Clark had checked that everything was fine and that nothing was damaged.

REMY

Dylan took me to my room and showed me how to use the shower, the truth was not that difficult, he seemed a bit nervous and I was very quiet, I couldn't ask him what they were talking about or it would be better not to get into what they were talking about.

Before Dylan leaves my room, I rush to ask him what they were talking about.

- Dylan?

-What happens?

-hmmm, can I ask you something?

-If you want to know what my mom and I were talking about, you shouldn't get involved, they are a bit sensitive issues. - He said looking directly into my eyes seriously and somewhat angry. I didn't mean to get in.

-It wasn't that.- I say quickly before he continues to look at me seriously.

-So what happens?- He asks, changing his gaze to a less serious one.

- Mmm, after taking a shower, I'm going down to dinner, right? - IT WAS THE ONLY QUESTION THAT I THOUGHT!!

-Yes and later I will give you a small tour of the entire mansion.

-Thanks Dylan see you later.- I thank him, as I close the door to my room.

I keep thinking about what could happen next, is this family weird? Or am I the one who is ruining everything?

Since I now know how the shower works, I decide to take a bath and try new clothes, but do I wash the white dress? Or do I tell Mrs. Heaven to wash it?

Maybe I'll wash it later, for now. I want to take a shower.

DYLAN

Remy can't know what my mother and I are talking about, she still can't, but little by little the truth comes out, I just don't know how she will take it, if it were her I would run away and I would never return and try to find a clearer answer.

I go down to the kitchen, and my mother continues to prepare the food, I am going to keep her company and we talk about where I will show Remy, it will be all the rooms, except for my father's study and their room, as I said before.

-Where did you put my gift?- I ask my mother because she was in charge of wrapping and hiding it for Remy.

- The refrigerator is on top.

I take it down from the refrigerator and it is wrapped in newspaper with a small blue ribbon, with a written note that says:

"WE ARE VERY HAPPY TO HAVE YOU WITH US, REMY."

att: The Heaven family.

It is written by my mother. Her handwriting was always beautiful, like my father's, but mine, mine is very ugly and cannot be understood.

-I like how you wrapped it I say looking at the little gift my mother made.-

- Do you think he likes it?

-How could you not like it if we did it?- Says my father excitedly, entering through the kitchen.

-Wow, dad you're very happy, did something happen?

-I pass everything, dear son!- My father is really very happy.

-Like what?- Asks my mother just as happy as my father.

- Remy can be great company after a long time of solitude.

-Dad, we were never alone.

-But you do.- he tells me with a cold smile and his very big eyes.

-Are you trying to say that Remy would be next? - My mom asks worried

-No, no, not that. I just got here and they say that as if she had stayed there for more than 3 years.

-Son, we are old, talk about this with your mother and...

-OF COURSE NOT!- I say raising my angry voice, leaving the kitchen, he has no right to say that, it's too early. And she, I didn't know her well. It doesn't even look cute to me.

-Son!- My mom yells behind me trying to make me stay in the kitchen, but I go back to my room without saying anything.

REMY

I'm sure I heard someone yell, it sure doesn't matter, but maybe dinner should be ready by now.

I get out of the shower and dry my hair, now that when I finish drying it and see it as it is closer, it has a beautiful color.

I doubt if there will be a mirror somewhere, I want to see how I am, I want to see my eyes, and my face, maybe I dislike it and Heaven is only good to me because I am horrible.

On top of my bed, there is a blue dress that has sleeves long, without any design it is simple, I like the simple. My dress is accompanied by black sneakers, I put on the clothes that Dylan gave me and I start to dry my hair, I sit on the bed and dry it with the towel little by little, then to see that my hair is already dry, I decide to comb it and go down at once.

When I open the door, I see Dylan standing with a gift in his hand, I look at him surprised because I did not expect something so tender from him.

DYLAN

My parents and I always had arguments this strong, they ended up screaming or my mother crying, but the best thing is to apologize.

I go down to the kitchen and see my father sitting in the dining room, drinking a glass of wine. We don't exchange glances and I go straight to the kitchen to apologize.

-Forgive me, mom, I shouldn't have yelled at you.

-It wasn't your fault. It was your father's for rushing so much.

-Will you talk to him?

-I will soon, I promise you, for now, go give Remy the gift, he must have finished showering.- He gives me the gift and I give him a little kiss on the forehead and I run to Remy's room.

When I get to the door of her room and I'm about to knock on her, the door opens slowly and she looks surprised to see me, and also to see the gift.

-This is for you- I give the gift somewhat nervous. Why am I feeling nervous?

-Thank you, what is it?- He gave a little laugh, I like the way he smiles.

-You won't know until you open it.

-Very well.

She proceeds to open it and smiles when she sees that it is a scarf with a carved wooden necklace, made by my mother, the little figure is a sun and the scarf is made of the softest fabric that we could get and is purple, like the one in your room.

-I have the same necklace, only it is the shape of the moon but it is yours...

-"The sun,"- she interrupts, but I can see from her smile that she really liked the gift.

-Thanks for the gift, I really liked it.

-I'm glad you liked it, my parents and I did everything possible to make you like it.

-I really like it - It seems like she wants to cry, so I quickly try to change the subject.

-So... are we going to have dinner at once?- I say while I give her my hand for her to hold and we go down to dinner.

-Okay Grabs my hand and we go down to the dining room holding hands as if we were a couple.

BUT WE ARE NOT.