Far from the sunset“Thank you” I close the taxi door and head inside the club.I had to show my identification to the guard. As I go deeper, I already hear the cacophony, yes, those unpleasant, inharmonious sounds reverberate in my eardrums with ferocity. The music enters my torrent, but the emotion does not buckle. Without any fuss, I walk through the place full of lights blinking along with the vibration, swimming among the wave of people that cross my path. Alcohol and cigarettes come together in a cloud, I wrinkle my nose, I hate the smell. Every now and then the word "permission" comes from my lips; I rarely nudge, if there is no other way. These people so absorbed in debauchery, distanced from reality, fly and become too absorbed in the moment. That's why I don't want to join the pile.“Where are you Silvain?” I ask in a breath, it's difficult to find my boss's daffodil among so many people.I suppose, for some reason, that he is so prestigious, he must be in a VIP area, surely

The FoolishnessRays of light invade the room, it's Friday, I don't take it well. Waking up aggravates the desolation, intercepts yesterday's night, a reminder that deteriorates my state. In the end I agreed with him, weak that I am, I hate myself for being stupid.I brush my teeth; I will see Silvain today, I don't know with what eyes, but I must face him. I rinse my mouth, then clean up. Hurry that I do not want to use, maybe time is running out and I hurry. Summer is almost starting and I decide to wear a summer dress. It is one that I have had for a few years, I have preserved it well, it has a special value because mom gave it to me as a gift.Mom... how I wish to have her with me, to tell her what I have experienced, to give me the right advice...Sigh.I must do something before leaving, the need comes to a head; The booklet opens, after the page dated that Saturday in March, I write today's date. And I vent, it has always been a relief to download on pages what attacks me.Fri

Silent SeductionIn the short term, I don't have to do anything else. But the idiot Silvain is keeping me until it's time for me to leave; It forces me to comply with the schedule. I'm fed up, I'm supposed to be able to leave now, even if my exit isn't yet, but seeing as I'm done and he doesn't give me another demand, he can allow me to leave."What the hell is wrong with him?"I stay in the room, try not to lose my patience, which is difficult. The hours go at the pace of a turtle, now that time is slow, I would like to tear myself off strand by strand. I snort. Roughly speaking, half an hour later I hear a double knock on the door; There's no need to think much about who it is, and I'm deliberately slow before opening it.Silvain, with his mask of coldness, examines me in silence.“Can I leave?”“No, I came to ask you to come eat, I ordered Chinese food” he says without much interest.“Thank you, but I'm not hungry”“I said come eat, Viscardi. Yes you are hungry, so stop lying” he e

Mademoiselle ViscardiWe are in a cinema, located on Second Avenue, Twelfth Street in New York. Many people fill the room, we both wait for the screening of the movie we chose, it is a romantic comedy. While waiting, I put another handful of popcorn in my mouth, they are delicious, I can feel the deliciousness of the butter that coats each one; I take a sip of the soda. I tilt my head towards Mila. He's typing on his phone, smiling. I sigh in my place, I already want the advertising to end, damn it.Moments later, it started and focused attention on that gigantic screen. I laugh, I live, I feel good next to a screwed-up Mila who I find funnier than the movie. After finishing, we go to the ladies' room. My bladder begs to be emptied, warning of exploding if I don't hurry. I finish urinating and can breathe a sigh of relief, I zip up my jeans and leave. Mila, invites me to go to the bar, one that is nearby and is usually busy with the crowd after the movies. I'm not sure, but I know I h

Toxic Circle“Some time ago, during adolescence, he was diagnosed with narcissistic personality disorder” he states, giving me the truth about my boss, what he is hiding.I shudder.The impact creaks in my bones, shoots my heart, is what I sensed when noticing his strange way of acting. In thread I remember so many of those moments when Silvain was that man feeling invincible and unique, acting indifferent and aberrant. Now everything makes more sense, the reason for his actions becomes clear, but it darkens the world I walk on. Nothing is good, every disorder is a huge problem and difficult to deal with.“I imagined it, this is something...” I can't find the right word.“Terrible, it's out of his hands and it has to do with his past, something I'm not going to delve into, it's not my business to tell you, he hasn't even told me everything, I'm sorry”“Forgive me, I have pressured you and I was not supposed to know this like this” I express sadly.“No, I feel like I should fill you in