My Addiction by Ida Gonzalez (best ereader for academics .txt) 📕

“No, it is not necessary. I will know how to find it,” I turn around and quickly walk away from there, desperately looking for the bathroom. I find it at the end of a long corridor, I go in and close it. I grab the sink and look at myself in the mirror. I'm blushing up to my neck. My legs are shaking. Just one touch, one damn touch, and it already made me tremble. That man is a temptation for my peace of mind. I breathe a thousand times, trying to calm myself enough to go out again. After five minutes of composing myself, I open the bathroom door to get out but I feel someone pushing me back to the bathroom. I hear him close the door and slam me against the wall. The reason of my torments.

"Dante!" I exclaim.

“Dante, what are you doing?” I don't finish because all I hear is....

“I can not stand it anymore,” he presses his lips against mine. It's a possessive, fiery kiss. I don't react at first but then I let myself go and I kiss him too, savoring his lips.

  God! This is delicious. He holds my waist with one hand and the other is leaning against the wall. He has to lean a bit because he is taller than me.

“Why did you do that?” I ask agitated after pushing him away from me. Feeling a bit of discomfort on my lips from the roughness of his kiss.

"Because I've been wanting it, needing it since the day I saw you at that restaurant,” his breath was shaky like mine. He brings his thumb to my lips then caresses my cheek. I close my eyes when I feel them. I open them slowly and he is there smiling, approaching me again leaving a kiss on the tip of my nose.

“You could be my addiction,” he confesses and I am stumped upon hearing such a confession.

"What?”  Suddenly I become conscious of what was happening.

“I ... I have to go,” I stutter, pushing him away from me, and thank God he did not resist. I leave I don't know how, but I run.

I'm shaking and barely able to process what just happened. I pull out my phone and answer the call when my phone starts to ring. Without even looking to see who it is from.

“Hello, there?”

“Hi Paula, I'm Isa,” My heart stopped beating. I feel paralyzed for fear of the worst.

“Paula, come quickly Katy fainted. We are taking her with Santiago to the hospital” Tears immediately followed and start to trail out of my eyes. My heart beats in a hurry. I feel myself falling to the ground. I lean against the wall for support.

“I’m on my way, Isa,” that’s all I say before I cut the phone and right at that moment Iam appears.

“Beautiful, what's wrong?” he asks when he notices me like this. I can hardly answer him. I can't even speak because of the tears and the lump that formed in my throat.

“Sorry, I have to go,” I say but he grabs my arm.

“How? But what happened?”

“I can't explain, I'll talk to you another day,” I explain in a hurry.

"No, come on. I'll take you where you need to go,” I accept because I don't know where we are and I don't have a car to go out. I run out, he opens the car door for me, gets in next to me, and starts the car.

“Where are we going?”  he asks, wrinkling his forehead.

“To the hospital,” I answer and he looks at me for a few seconds with alls seriousness before giving a nod. He doesn't ask me anything anymore. I'm grateful because I don't know what to tell him.

We get there really fast and I run to the hospital. I find Isa and Santiago waiting for me.

“Isa, how is Katy. What happened?” I ask desperately as I reach them.

“I don't know, friend. she went to the bathroom and there she fainted. I found her lying there. I was very scared so I called Santiago and he arrived quickly. We brought her here and then I called you. We still don't know what happened” she wraps me in a hug while I feel that I am dead a little more. Suddenly, I hear Iam's voice behind me, greeting Santiago.

“Katherine Ricci's relatives?” A doctor finally appears.

"Yes. I am her sister, doctor” I answer and the doctor comes over to us. He tells me that she had decompensation, “but she is fine. We were able to stabilize her. She is a patient of Dr. Luis, right?”

“Yes, doctor. She is his patient”

“Well, tomorrow he will be here to evaluate her, meanwhile, she will stay for the night in observation.”

 “Thank you, doctor” he nods and leaves. I breathe a little more relieved, however, I know that all that happened because I could not buy and give her the medicines.