The Last Gorgon

look gave me away. He never stayed at home, because his mistresses outside were much more important than his

ve a father figure to love and protect

o forget

ing there, but I let myself be consumed by that impertinent

fe, but that didn't reflect my reality, because my ba

t of bed with difficulty, my movements were blo

m, took a shower and brushed my teeth that were yellower than gold implants, I wore the school uniform that was rea

on makeup too, I needed to look alive, eve

e a good impression. But I didn't need a super production with so much st

ecause my white skin is almost pink on the cheeks giving an air of blush, my eyes and black hair formed my own

d Mor

ble - My mother said when she

g! I replied

d be able to have my coffee normally, I looked at the cloc

y of school? - She asked excitedly, it look

but what can I do, right? I moaned, restin

ittle stagnant wi

de eyes, she tried to regain her composu

ying to exude euphoria, which I was grateful for. I can't stand e

I asked out of mere habit

e said, all traces of conten

tic state. But at that moment she seemed to experi

the chair to head towards the door, stopping just for a moment - In fact, no. When he appear

t day of school, d

ght by 6:40 am, maybe just a minute or two late. The driver stopped for

s. I sat in the third to last chair on the left row, grabbed my headphone

over my head and leaned against t

I went down I went to the entrance courtyard, the peop

know. The more I walked, the more people stared, I think I screwed up my makeup really badly, that was the onl

how to make up and I don't even ha

rincipal's office to receive the lesson plan and be abl

f a brown door wi

d Mor

? I knocked on the do

aid the director sit

w third year student, I wan

he list that was on top of her desk - her room

dn't ask me she wouldn't even

you," she assured her, h

" I left the room

ool looking for my room, I found the class sh

vator? Three flights of stairs can only b

Portuguese teacher. - said the teacher sitting at the

Professor," I r

anied me until she was facing the students - Class, this

yone said as disc

worse than that is when the

es to traumati

urself comfortable,"

air. I managed to hear a few whispers that I'm sure

pay attention in class as the teacher e

ree more classes after Portuguese, I was exhausted, I needed to eat and like

part ha

hat I don't have a locker, but the principal promised that she would get one for me. Out of nowhe

it for you w

suggested, trying to pull

esn't even know me and

ses that made him look like a nerd, which he did j

ith a nerd, we never know when we'll ne

aid, handing

perfectly organized stuff. I hope the direc

g to ask someone to sto

unch, holding my empty tray. Evaluating the whole place, I saw a boy w

aw so much attention, I was just wearing my school uniform and a long-sleeved sweat

he seei

no one next to me, so indeed the stares were for me. I took my tray and placed i

hed me and placed his tray on top of

tten into

ound here?" "He bro

f school," I say, pulling

is yo

ina an

odr

alrous gesture that automaticall

e shrugs as if he's heard, which cause

e, but tell me what you

ke to watch

' He cu

n't like it very much, I like storie

resting."

en "The Walk

hock on his face. - I don't

econd season of "Th

own wrists in a bathtub is less macabre than the ser

in the bathtub has a more interesting context than a bunch o

re right,"

ht," I replied,

be difficult to beat me in arguments. My mother used to say that she doesn't

igo continued to be even mo

interrogatio

- I say, pulling a ha

non she is! - he joke

love B

ing her eyes - Damn how ang

n he was bringing, a big madman, obviously, but the Bon Jovi song "Always" suited his voice wel

uraged me by

anda day - not to resist so

go back to eating our lunch based on laughter, the sandwiches th

s an easy smile, a square and handsome face, his hair is black and short

if he's

ke

me as he ate his almost cold mix. I tried to disguise the atmosphe

switched on TV brought

urning up the volume to watch the newspaper. That was the

voice invaded the

in a ravine near

fied the possible victim as Saulo Leoni

s were seeing and my ears heard. Little by little my mind e

s happe

I could

h began to reject the snack I had eaten. I ran to the bathroom closest to the cafeteria

nderstand my reactions. I was supposed to be happy and relieved that now finally my m

death of the man who had torture

He asked worried - What happened? -he said bending down to be at my hei

happened? he said, get

TV...was my p...dad's," I

e. I won't leave you alone, okay?

ng safer in tha

my neck followed by a kiss on the forehead. I remembered my mot

ape. Surely she already knows - I got up with difficulty

out of the bathroom

me if you prefer,"

ust be full of problems, I don't want to

let you go home alone

sisted taking my hand

hing us. We went to the board to ask for permission to leave, I explained the whole s

larm I could see a luxury red Ferrari flashing its headlights. That's when I found out that the li

e passenger door for me, I got into the car that was super spacious, there was no way I could not notice t

eing that it wasn't the moment. When I arrived at my house with Rodrigo I noticed that the weather

ng very helpful by serving h

gged me briefly - Aren't you go

Rodrigo, this is Rafael, a family friend - I intro

y know... -Rafael

father?

hined, pulling me

? I asked ab

t react, she doesn't say anythin

he know?"

best way to

s like it was a murder - he summed up, distressed, I knew

t I had just heard,

for my father's death, I would say th

n-don... th

afael said, headin

o introduced himself as a policeman talk

held a large white folder, his face was rig

is that? - I filled Rafael with questions, a

e me the death

lo was with a... whore, the night he died - Rafael

nown person was something shameful and

piece of shit I call a father, since he neve

to assimilate Rafael's information, began to scream desper

? I y