Anna is really beautiful, I don't know why she insists on believing otherwise. He has a feline look. If I could even ima

Anna is really beautiful, I don't know why she insists on believing otherwise. He has a feline look. If I could even imagine the times in my fantasy His honey-colored eyes stare at me... I imagine her with her loose, wavy brown hair falling over her shoulders to where the back loses its name, with that little semi-childish dress that premiered on Last summer, pink, short and with lace at the neckline and on the thin straps... Supported in the door frame inviting me to kiss her beautiful mouth, to walk all over her with my hands, and I get sick. The first time I saw her with that garment on, my heart skipped a beat and I told him angrily that I couldn't go out on the street like this, but when I innocently He asked why, I couldn't give him a coherent answer. Jealousy killed me. Knowing that other eyes would roam over his body, as mine did, that others Guys could imagine the fantasies that I imagined myselfno! Unthinkable!!! She, Anna, is 18 years old and she is my sister. And I'm sick of it. I know that what happens is not normal, that this feeling should not exist, but It's in here, in meand I can't help it! Such a man for some things and that is seeing my little sister, being with her and losing all the courage that I boast of. I am 22 years old, my name is Carlos and I work on weekends as a waiter at a Pub to pay for my law studies. I finish my studies this year and my idea is to set up my own office. I have been in love with my sister for just over a year. In reality she is not my sister, but rather my stepsister. My mother remarried 3 years ago and her husband brought a huge house and a beautiful girl. At first I just ignored it, very typical of the age at which it not only invaded my life, if not also, he stole my mother's attention and pampering. But the more I ignored her, the more she insisted on adoring me. Who understands the female gender? Soon I began to love that little person who was always smiling, always kind and Always aware of my every movement. And now, three years later, my life away from her has no meaning. I know that she adores me; in every decision she has to make she consults me, asks me advice, she confides her desires in meand I die in silence to make her mine, caress her body still as a child, take her in my arms and snuggle her in mine. I have no ambition for anything else. I am a reference for her, my mother constantly reminds me of that. - "Whatever you do, serves as an example for your sister, Carlos; because she scallop" Anna is jovial, fun, daring, cheeky, sensual, outgoing. I think he doesn't know the potential he has and underestimates himself in a way that doesn't I understand. When at her age she should be aware of her image, fashion and boys, She leads a calm and altruistic life. She volunteers at the children's hospital where her father (my stepfather) works. He visits sick children and makes them laugh until they forget why they are admitted. She is in the 4th year of ESO with more than good grades and says she wants to be a designer of interiors. I sincerely believe that you can be whatever you want, because you have plenty of capacity. every pore of your skin. Today she asked me to take her home. My mother and her husband will spend the weekend week at the beach house and since it's Friday, she went out with her friends to the movies, He had dinner at a Burger and stopped by the Pub to go home together. We are in low season and I will leave early. I see her arrive and I am stunned. It's beautiful. Denim mini skirt and white t-shirt, with matching canvas sneakers color and a ponytail. Clean face. She always laughs when she says that ugly women can't do anything to leave to be, and that is why your skin is not damaged by paints and I always answer:"you "You're not ugly," to which he replies -"So, why put on makeup?" This girl is impossible, without a doubt!!! He greets me by leaning towards the counter with a gesture to kiss me and a "hello!", and It barely touches my cheek, but in that moment I am the happiest man in the world. _"How was the movie, little sister?" I ask her with the best of my smiles, happy to be able to have her close. _"disgusting Carlos! Seriously, I'm not going back to the movies...you pay an arm and a leg for the entrance and you swallow a mess!!!, come on, give me a cigar, let's see if it works I feel disgusted." I grab a glass and open him a beer. She raises an eyebrow as she asks me: -"and this?" _"this, young lady, is the most you are going to drink under my nose, at least until you come of age, understand?" I burst out laughing when I saw his sulking face and he replied: -"When will you stop treating me like a child? When will you stop playing the role of a father, geez?" And I want to answer that if I consider looking at her like a woman, treating her Like a woman, I could lose myself in his eyes and unconditionally give him my heart. But it is absurd, since, even treating her like a teenager, my heart It already belongs to you. In response I ask him to wait ten more minutes for me, and then we leave. I take off my work shirt and put on a t-shirt, I pick up my jacket and I indicate that we can leave whenever you want. -"wow, turquoise looks amazing on you, Carlitos" _he says in reference to my shirt. He says it while giving me a cheeky review from top to bottom with his big eyes. I'm not a bad-looking guy, I know that. Dark in complexion and hair, thin, tall_1.80_ and with black eyes. -"I have told you a thousand times not to use diminutives with my name" _I tell him pretending. anger, while I pull his ponytail. He rarely refers to me as "brother" and far from bothering me, I savor the improbable possibility that he sees me as a young man alien to the kinship that unites us. During the ride home we talked about trivialities. It is a joy to hear your voice, to attend to whatever you wish to share with me, for that she is my joy and these small moments in which I enjoy her company, They fill me with happiness. Yes, they are torture too, intense painbut I prefer it to being without it. And yet...I know that I must leave, not succumb to this madness that I suffer; No I can love her and that idea eats me inside. It kills me little by little. She must notice something because she asks me what is happening that I have become very serious. suddenly. _"nothing, girlI have finals next week and I'm a little worried" _"it's not true _ he answers to my surprise _ you have never had problems get excellent, in fact, you are paying for your degree with very good gradeswhat happens? _she insists_. How to tell her that I die for her... that I love her, that she is my dream, my breath, every beat of my heart and my heart itself! We have arrived at our destination and while I park the car I tell him as if it didn't matter nothing: -"I'm leaving home, AnnaI need space.more peace for my things, for organize my future plans" I want you to sound convincing and carefree while My heart breaks into a thousand pieces. Silence is evident inside the car. She doesn't say anything and I don't dare to look at her directly...I still look straight ahead. when I know she's staring at me. After a few minutes, in a tearful voice he asks me if I'm joking. -"no Anna, it's not a jokeyou know I'm already old..!" -"I hate you! Fuck you and your age!!" I managed to listen before a thunderous bang. I saw her run towards the house. I was a little taken aback at first--I could have sworn his eyes were covered. of tears, I could understand it.but I couldn't decipher that outburst of rage. I took a deep breath before entering the house. It was dark and there was no sound. Looking defeated and exhausted, I slowly walked up the stairs directly to my room. -"Don't turn on the light"- asked a voice he knew well. My heart skipped a beat at the unexpectedness of having her there, but above all, I cringed when I heard so much sadness in such an extremely simple phrase. - "I want tell you something, Carlos.." A long pause followed that made the atmosphere a dense moment. -"I'm listening to you" I managed to say, while dropping the jacket on the armchair. and I sat on the bed, where I glimpsed his silhouette... -"I remember, Carlos, that when I arrived at this house I thought you were the most beautiful man. handsome in the worldbut also as I got to know you, I knew that I would never find in my life a person as dazzling as you". another silence -"Aren't you going to say anything? - I asked myself anxiously.. But I really didn't know what to sayI didn't know what he really wanted to tell me.. -"Damn Carlos, I'm trying to tell you that I LOVE YOU.." - Hearing that shocked me greatlybut she continued slowly, making sure that every word that came out of her was understandable and assimilated.- I love you since I saw you the first timeI love you in each and every second I have of breathin each of my thoughts, because you occupy them all and I do not wish think about anything other than you, in each and every one of my beats of this heart that belongs to you... I love you Carlos, through each of the pores of my skinand I know that it doesn't I should.but if you think about it, if our parents now decided to separate "There would be no relationship between us... it's not so crazy, don't you think?" My God! I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She spoke between tears and hiccups, and I heard from her lips something that had long desired. -"Carlos, please say somethingtell me that I'm not a monster for loving you.tell me that I am not indifferent to you, I am not a smoke in your life!!!...when you have told me that "You were leaving, it seemed like I was dying!!!" As best I could, overcome by emotion and a deep feeling of love, I got it right. to tell her as I approached her: -"Anna.you know what it has meant to live by your side without knowing what you are doing to me saying and wanting to hear it every moment? My love, do you know what it is to be jealous? even the air you breathe, the air you pick up as you walk? Do you know what which for me means listening to you, hearing your laugh, looking at you, feeling your perfume, having you near?" -"So, do you love me??" he asked me with a look of astonishment and fear, but with a wide smile that seemed to illuminate the entire room. In response I kissed her first sweetly, tasting her delicious lipsand then with gluttony. -"Resolve your doubts, beautiful." I answered while continuing to drink from his mouth. -"Do you think Carlos that it is possible for our parents to understand this relationship?" He asked. again sorry. I took her in my arms and rocked her for a while until she felt calmer. -"Listen honey. I think I should leave this house _when the woman noticed her shock I calmed down immediately - listen, girl, calm down. I think it will be easier for If we don't all spend the day cuddling in every corner of this house. Having you close is an ordeal if I can't caress you and kiss you every moment! and I added with some modesty - that is the reason why I wanted to leave" -"but crazy...! Why have you never told me anything? Why have you never shown me "You had interest in me?" he now asked maliciously as he circled my neck. with his arms -"Well, because I'm stupid!!!, simply for that reason. -"then you think it's possible." I didn't let her finish, I wanted to shut her up to kisses and feel her mine. Before shutting her up definitively by capturing her lips with mine, I answered in a whisper: -"!!If you love me everything is possiblebelieve me!!"