Translation of Love - By Alice Montalvo-Tribue Page 0,75
my temper sometimes. I’ll say things that I don’t mean and I’ll throw your suitcase across a room but it doesn’t change how much I love you!”
I’m sobbing uncontrollably now. “You left, you left me here and I just thought…”
“I just needed to clear my head. I saw the direction that the conversation was headed and I didn’t like it. I didn’t wanna blame you for something that I knew you had no control over because I was angry. I thought it was best to take a walk and get myself together. I’m so sorry if you thought that I was leaving you.”
“Did you see that video? It’s horrible and now everyone is gonna see it. They all hate me already. Why would you want to deal with any of that?”
“Who hates you?”
“Umm, your mother for one. She doesn’t just hate me, she detests me. I’m not good enough for you in her eyes. She’s made it very clear that I’m not her choice.”
“Well, it’s a good thing that she doesn’t get a choice. Ellie, I love my mom, I respect her, she’s great at managing my career, but she doesn’t run my life. She does NOT get to choose who I love.”
“I don’t wanna be the girl who causes problems between you and your family, Victor.”
“I’ll handle it. Who else?”
I shake my head. “What?”
“You said they all. Who else doesn’t like you?”
“Umm, your fans. I’ve seen the blogs, I read what they write about me. Not that they ever wanna see you settle down with anyone because it kills their dreams of being the future Mrs. Garza but they especially hate the fact that I’m not Latina.”
“That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“I agree! But it’s what they’re saying. I’m single handedly destroying what’s left of your career. I’m like the worst thing that ever happened to you!”
He chuckles. “Baby, I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks. I love my fans but if they can’t accept you then fuck em. I love my mom but if she can’t accept you then fuck her. I’m prepared to deal with whatever comes our way. I’ve had a great career but I will not allow it to control everything anymore.”
A fresh batch of tears start to form. “I hate this. I’m so embarrassed, Babe.”
“I know you are, Love. It’s gonna be okay. I guarantee you that as we speak, my mother is moving heaven and earth to make sure those videos never see the light of day.”
“Why would she do that? She hates me!”
He smiles at me, a genuine heart stopping smile. “Maybe so, but she’d rather fix this problem than have it become a scandal.”
“Are you gonna go up to her room now?”
“Ummm, I don’t think I can.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re still wearing this robe, and I know what’s underneath it. I don’t think I can leave this room until we get you out of this.” So, he gets me out of my robe and proceeds to make me forget the events of the morning, making love to me again and making me feel loved and protected. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, Victor manages to calm me down and make everything okay again. He shows me that no matter what happens, his love for me is unwavering and unconditional.
Victor holds me in his arms for a long time after we make love. I was just beginning to doze off when he starts speaking. “I can’t get something out of my head,” he says, softly.
“What?”
“You tried to run away from me.”
“Hmm?” I ask, blinking up at him.
“Before, when I was angry and I threw the suitcase, you tried to run away.”
Fuck, why is he bringing this up now? “Umm, I…”
“You were afraid of me.”
“No.” It isn’t a complete lie. Deep down, I know Victor would never hurt me but my retreat was more out of habit than fear.
“Did he hit you, Ellie?” I bury my face in his neck, not wanting to answer the question. “Answer me, Love.”
“Do I have to?” I whisper.
“Yes,” he responds, stroking my hair.
“I never want you to look at me the way you looked at me this morning again.”
He stops stroking. “How did I look at you?”
“I don’t know, angry I guess. Disgusted maybe?”
He tilts his head down so that his lips are at my ear. “What? Angry, yes. I was angry but disgusted, no. You could never disgust me,” he says, placing a kiss on my cheek. “Are you hearing me? I