Hi dear readers, When the land stopped, Eduarda is a 28 year old woman in an apocalyptic scenario practically due to the Corona virus she is in quarantine only with her father and baby sister after a divorce realizes that she no longer believes in love so she decides seek a little faith in that feeling when rereading love letters that you secretly wrote and kept in a small box, but were mysteriously sent, turning your world upside down, inspired by the book for all the boys I have ever loved.
When the land stopped.
The stubborn mornings all looked the same, this one was no different, I was quarantined, isolated from the rest of the world in my own home, I felt like I was in an apocalyptic film, afraid of every mere negative thought I had about this scenario, huddled like a child there stubborn in bed, hugged with a teddy, missing him, his kisses, our conversations, the moments we share. Everything hurt, it felt like I had literally died because of his absence, I felt that my heart had been ripped out. And at that time that I stubbornly felt lazy to get out of bed and start the day that I realized I needed to believe in love again, because I had closed my stubborn heart completely, at this moment I read a romance in my hands upside down like a stubborn girl I wanted to believe in love again, I took one of my most precious assets, my letters I wrote when I was a teenager, kept in a blue box that I got from my mother. I wrote Three. Lucas my best childhood friend, Eduardo from high school, Issac that I met on a trip I took from school. I wrote to forget, to say goodbye, intense as it was, I was so in love that I needed it out, so I could relieve that passion, focus my mind on other things.
My stubborn best friend appeared, I hid the box under the bed quickly, after all I didn't want anyone to discover their existence. She was wearing a mask, she lives in my building, we have known each other since we were little.
-Don't be like my stubborn friend like me, I think you need to find a new boyfriend to overcome this divorce said Isabela my best friend.
-She's right, my sister, but I'm afraid of what's happening- said my younger sister Lucy.
-I also think of my daughter, but in this scenario, I'm afraid, "said my father Arthur.
-How am I going to fix someone in this pandemic, we can't even leave the house, my best friend is wearing a mask, nor can we hug like we used to, stop insisting.
-You're right, but we can still chat online, flirt.
-But you are stubborn like me, I already said no, the only thing I want is to stay here quietly until all this is over.
She stubbornly says goodbye only with a wave, our goodbyes used to be full of hugs, but we couldn't because we could pass the virus to each other if we were infected, the government had determined to respect the distance. Both my father and my sister They left the room too, I stood there stubbornly alone, hugging my teddy bear, like a woman girl who had not grown up. My father entered the room, his eyes were wide, the fear he carried with him showed when he breathed hard and said: _Second the news is with almost everything missing in the market now, I'm going to get supplies to stock up at home.
_Don't you think it's too much, Dad?
-I'm scared daughter, I don't know what will be going on here, we are already quarantined.
-Don't be stubborn with your father, I need to worry about our family, I'm afraid.
Early in the morning enjoy a quiet coffee, its strong aroma invaded the apartment, this crisis was getting worse, at this moment my friend could no longer visit me, we were quarantined, now my only company was my father and my sister. I remembered that my stubborn letters could keep me company too when I went to get them under the bed and they were gone. It gave me despair, I went out looking for it. I sat at the computer to read my emails, while moving my stubborn eyes I noticed the names of the men who had written the letters, they had received the letters just before this severe quarantine due to the Corona virus. Eduardo replied saying he was flattered by the letter, but he was married, Issac replied that if it weren't for the quarantine he would invite me to dinner with him, but there was a letter that I didn't want to be sent with all my heart stubborn, my best childhood friend we transitioned from child to teenagers together, we talked to this day, but his email was there. My heart seemed to leap out, my hands were shaking. I took the mouse to the email, opened it stubbornly. She wrote to me as a friend would write was kind, she said that I was very important in her life, but as her friend and that she was married, a detail that I already knew. What a shame, and now would we still be friends? I was simply in shock. My cell phone rang, when I looked at it was his number, my hands were sweating and I took it in my stubborn hands. I recognized that voice he loved, he said that it was not he who wrote the email but his wife. Even if they were getting divorced, one of the reasons would be my letter, that tomorrow he would call me to tell me everything, because at this moment he couldn't give me more details. My father opened the mask door, his face overflowing with fear.
_In the market the shelves were practically empty, I'm afraid.
_Father will be all right.
_Don't be stubborn, how can you know that? Nobody knows, not even the current president, I'm afraid this situation will get worse."
_I also daddy, on television they said that only pharmacies and markets were left open, the police will now send home whoever leaves, unless it is necessary to go to the market and the pharmacy, today will be the last day before the final quarantine.
Despite not knowing if we were friends, I still called my best friend, the wife had put him out and had nowhere to go, I asked him to stay with us at home and he accepted.
When I saw him with my bags in my hand, I felt my stubborn heart beat harder, the chill on the back of my neck invaded me, I wanted to hug him, but I couldn't at least until he took a shower, put his clothes on to wash.
Stubbornly alone in the room I saw him pass by in a towel, my heart was pounding, he imagined me kissing that mouth, running his hand over that body, pulling his long straight brown hair, that full beard, his brown eyes excited me, they were deep, I wanted to dive on them.
_We need to talk Eduarda, I know I am irresistible but I ended a marriage now, I discovered her betrayal, which in this case was with her ex-husband.
_It cannot be true.
My father came into the room interrupting our awkward conversation, Lucas had his towel wrapped around that slender body. Some droplets still remained on his white skin.
"Are you together? Aren't you afraid of his wife?" My father asked.
I looked at Lucas who seemed to have thought the same thing as me, with his eyes.
_Yes we are, sogrinho, your daughter got lucky and laughs.
_Convinced.
_Sou realistic, my stubborn.
We sat in the living room to talk about the same idea we had, we were sitting across from each other on wooden chairs, the only thing that separated us was a table that was in the middle of us.
_Let's pretend we're together, so we're jealous for our ex's I'm a genius.
_Exactly.
_ We had the same idea as my stubborn favorite.
_Vamos Put some rules we will make a contract.
_We cannot kiss, nor hold hands due to the quarantine.
_Eu I knew I was in another place I can be infected, but I find it difficult you to resist my stubborn.
_Mas is arrogant saw.
We were already friends but now as we were pretending to be together, we stayed close more than ever. It was getting harder and harder to resist. He wanted that mouth that body, the way he wanted it.
There watching TV together just next to each other, the journalists were giving the latest news about the pandemic that had already arrived in all countries. Now we had to avoid leaving the apartment at all costs.
My father prepared a dinner for us by candlelight, we were surprised by the surprise, he left me alone with him in the living room, the meal was wonderful, a garlic pasta and fantastic oil, very well seasoned and tasty. The combination of a cold glass of coca cola with the forkfuls of pasta on my palate if it were to be defined in one word would say pleasure. Lucas seemed to have forgotten that we were just pretending, came over and stole a stubborn bjo from me, I forgot all my paranoias about getting the virus, if we were going to survive all this, I stubbornly surrendered myself like a child to the stories that my mother she told me when she was little, she was just traveling at that moment, as if she could see the starry sky, a sunset on the beach, her kiss had brought me that serenity, nothing else was important only those soft lips in contact with my stubborn ones.
_I left a little taste of wanting more neh, Eduarda.
_You are really arrogant.
_You are so stubborn that you don't admit that I just rocked your structures.
_All of us live devoured by the need to be loved, but we are afraid of the insecurity of love. Phoenix Faustine, precisely for that reason that I prefer that we continue to pretend, I already got hurt too much.
_You have to learn to trust Duda, even more when the person in question is your best friend and still beautiful your stubborn.
I heard a whatsap message sound, Lucas was looking at the phone with wide eyes.
_ What was now in?
_Now I can't do anything we are stuck here, I know you can't resist your friend.
_Going back to her?
_She got what she wanted to make us fight.
_We are not together, we are pretending.
_I know stubborn.
_You talk about her constantly, we shouldn't have been together.
_He knows that he will not be able to return any more, we are in quarantine, my father has already asked for emergency assistance.
_Good stubborn, you who lose by dispensing me like this.
I let some stubborn tears fall when I saw Lucas from the window entering the same car he had entered, my heart shattered, I realized I was in love with my best friend. I heard knocking on the door when it was Lucas crying, I hugged him hard, he pushed me to the room his stubborn eyes were thirsty with desire, he kissed me hard, I felt the taste of his mouth on my palate that pleasure softened my stubborn legs and my stubborn heart, then pulled me close I felt his breath close to mine as well as his body, I felt its expensive woody and citrusy scent, the smell of its cinnamon trident breath when talking dirty in my ear, it was all shivering thirsty for its stubborn touch, I thought not for I was going crazy with pleasure, it fills your hands with my breasts, took off my clothes, unbuttoned my bra, licked my breasts, kissed them, gave me a kiss, ran a hand over my jeans in my intimate part, the I opened the button, unzipped it, hit me on the bed, took off my pants, kissed my legs, bitten and kissed the inside of my thigh, running it until I reached the inside, licked it at the same time that I put my fingers inside it , I could see leaning not only him giving me pleasure but he taking pleasure in doing it because of his features that did not deny it, I moaned loudly from the pleasure he felt, when he reached orgasm. While he kissed me at the same time, he penetrated me by sliding his hands stubborn on my back with the tips of his fingers, I was going crazy again intoxicated with pleasure, I ran my hands over Lucas' face, leaning my head on his neck just to smell his perfume, kissed him just to smell him, that smell sex in the air all this made me feel that ecstasy of being with him, when he came, I lay on that chest satisfied as if I didn't need anything else in my life, my stubborn existence is I was lighter, I was only present at that moment, swallowing my cigarette while my stubborn mind traveled on that sex that had been wonderful. My body was still ecstatic with all the sensations that I had numbed from the difficulties of life, all I felt was just and only pleasure. Now I was addicted to Lucas, my body already wanted his because having him was having all those stubborn sensations again.
My mind was filled with anticipation, this problem always, I was already imagining us together, married and children, at the same time that for him it could have been just a sex.
He kissed my forehead and I went to his room, I followed him to get satisfaction of why I was already leaving.
_Where are you going, why don't you stay with me for a while, you can sleep here in my room if you want, what did you say?
_But it is stubborn even beyond insecure, without being a party in so much, but it is true that I am confused.
_Are you still thinking of going back to her?
_I don't know I'm confused, you mess with me, but I still think about her.
_Go obey your heart I'm tired of begging you to stay, do whatever you want to do, but go and come back more, I don't want you fucking with my head.
_If I went and asked not to come after me you would obey.
-Yes, you want to think about being alone, feel free. I will go to my room, you can go out the front door, if you want to go to your room, think also feel free.
I went to my room crying angrily from that feeling of how vulneral I had become, already creating stubborn expectations imagining a future with Lucas that only existed in my innocent stubborn mind that still believed in the prince charming that we are practically created to look for since we were little with those stories stubborn children of fairytale stories, I was trying to make that fantasy still as innocent as mine, cursing myself dumb several times in my mind. Lucas came to meet me and saw me crying.
"Why are you crying? I move with you too."
_You know I think we should stop pretending, your wife was already jealous, we ended up here.
_But it is stubborn you will not admit what is happening here, she sent a message even saying that she misses me and wants me to come back.
_I know she sent me the print with her answer saying that she would come back and that everything was pretending that we were never together.
_Soon as you asked I will obey and I will not go again, not really, you can be calm.
_No I said we were pretending I would never tell that.
_Don't say anything more, just go away.
Lucas picked up his bags and left with his car, I was tired of that stress and went to my room, hugging my teddy bear, reading one of those stubborn, gummy novels, I felt the texture of the paper with each turn of the page, the smell again. But my stubborn thoughts went to reading and returned to Lucas, our sex, our moments together watching movies, having dinner, our conversations. My father came into the room and said: Lucas left, why are you crying if you were just pretending? If you fell in love, it wasn't, I was afraid that it would happen and if your wife came after you, so I told her that you were pretending , but he was doing you so well, he smiled again. my little sister entered the room and said: Sim seemed happier, more cheerful. I answered my best friend on the phone on a video call, she said: I can't believe you let Lucas go after all my work. Que Work what are you talking about? I know you will want to kill me, it was me who sent the letters, friend obeys me and does not kill me, I swear I was trying to help you. I will kill you as if you can't even come here because of the epidemic, my stubborn friend, I will do what you asked I will not kill you laugh, thank you for having Lucas, I was screwed because I am in love but I had him
_Why don't you go after him, friend, we talked, left because you asked, said you were also in love, take advantage of the fact that people let go of the disease, the disease has already reached its greatest peak and is now falling almost to zero.
_Father, the corona virus disease has receded and has now reached its peak and has now dropped to almost zero, you need not be afraid this pandemic has passed, we will gradually leave the quarantine starting today.
_I'm not going to be more brave now, I'm still a little afraid, but I'm going out. Do I go out? I'm still afraid.
_Go face Father.
_Well I will take your sister with me and you will go after Lucas won't you?
_Go father your daughter is stubborn you know, isabela told me that he is in a hotel.
I hugged Lucas hard, took a deep breath and said: _Estou in love with my best friend.
_Also I am for you, will you go home neh?
_Can you help me with the bags please?
_ Look at the arrogance has decreased, of course I can.
_I will not be more arrogant, right my old stubborn.
He approached me, kissed me intensely, I felt that pleasure filling every part of my stubborn body like my life, I took one of the bags in my hand and put it in the car, held my stubborn hand and said: _Come? I looked delighted I made a positive sign with my head not being stubborn as it used to be, now I wasn't reading about love I was living, seeing nature through the car window, feeling the wind on my skin its aroma, hand in hand, paradise was there moment, everything would be fine, we were going home.
