Simon y Demetrio 2 (s5)

Son las 4am, Demetrio se levanta listo para iniciar sus labores, cuando se percata que al lado de él no está aquel dragón mal herido, mira a su alrededor, hasta encontrarse con algo moviéndose en las sombras.

"que estás haciendo?, te advertí de que si te movías podías abrir tus heridas y empeorar" dice el viejo toro.

"Voy a ver a mi familia, tengo que ver que estén bien" responde con una voz cansada Simón.

"Entiende que no llegaras a ningún lado así, ahora vuelve a la cama" le responde el viejo toro, mientras se levanta de la cama.

De pronto frente a él se levanta la punta temblorosa de un machete, "mejor no se me acerque si no quiere que lo rebane con esto".

El viejo toro mira la punta temblorosa del machete frente a él, para después mirar con indiferencia a la cara apenas visible de aquel dragón.

El toro suspira "Mocoso estúpido" dice para después golpear con su mano el machete y hacer que este caiga en el suelo algo alejado de ambos.

Simón levanta sus puños colocándose en posición defensiva, esperando el ataque del viejo toro.

El viejo fastidiado mira al chico delante de él, chasquea la lengua, "al diablo" dice y se sienta en la cama.

"Mi nombre es Demetrio y soy amigo de tu Padre y esta vieja pocilga es mi casa, bueno es de tu padre pero... lo importante aquí es que estoy aquí para cuidarte muchacho", dice Demetrio.

"pero como es que... que paso?" dice Simón mientras se tambalea a punto de caer, pero el viejo toro reacciona rápido y lo toma justo a tiempo, para recostarlo nuevamente en la cama.

"Papa lo sabe?" pregunta Simón, mientras una lagrima de pena y vergüenza cae por su mejilla.

"Si te refieres a lo que hiciste con tu sobrino, si, solo lo sabemos el, Acadio, Noe, tú y yo, bueno siempre y cuando Noe no le diga a nadie y Acadio cumpla su palabra" responde el toro mientras le quita el pantalón a Simón.

"Que fue lo que paso?, como mi papa se enteró de esto?, porque Acadio me perdono después de lo que hice?, por qué?, por qué?" pregunta Simón mientras coloca sus manos en la cara.

"Que Acadio te perdono?, de que estas hablando, cuando supo que estabas vivo, vino a querer rematarte, de no ser por tu viejo y por mí, ya estarías tres metros bajo tierra muchacho" respondió Demetrio mientras limpiaba unas heridas que se habían abierto.

"Sabes tienes mucha suerte hijo, tu papa y yo volvíamos de una parranda cuando vimos al Acadio todo lleno de sangre cargando a su hijo, este le grito a tu padre lo que habías hecho con el allá en el campo, al principio tu papa se negaba a creerle, pero cuando olio tu aroma en el cuerpo del chico sus dudas se disiparon, tu padre le rogo a Acadio que le dijera donde había dejado tu cuerpo para enterrarte y no dejar que alguien fuera a despellejarte, el tipo no quería contarle nada e incluso le amenazó con decirle a todo el pueblo lo que habías hecho, pero Heusebio le contesto de que hacer eso era arruinar la vida de Noe también, y que eso nunca debía saberse, molesto porque sabía que tu padre tenía razón Acadio se le echo encima a tu padre enojado, y que mal hizo mijo, yo casi lo mataba al desgraciado, y ahí mismo a punta de golpes le hice contarnos donde te había dejado, luego deje que se largara todo maltrecho para su casa, ya luego te encontramos en el campo, apenas respirabas, yo no creí que fueras a vivir, pero tu papa hizo todo para alivianarte"

"debió dejarme morir" respondió Simón entre lágrimas.

Un fuerte golpe en la cabeza lo hizo gritar de dolor, "No digas estupideces, después de todo lo que se esforzó tu padre en salvarte", dijo molesto el toro mientras aparentaba la venda sobre la pierna de Simón.

"Luego pasaron los días y ese pendejo, el tal Acadio entro aquí cuando tu papa te estaba curando, y con Machete en mano se lanzó a querer rematarte, pero como vez no logro nada, después de una nueva paliza el tipo se fue, pero amenazo a tu padre de que si te veía alguna vez de regreso en el pueblo le contaría a todos lo que hiciste, y entonces te lincharían a ti, a tu padre y a mí, después de eso el tipo nunca volvió por acá, pero tú tampoco podrás volver al pueblo"

"Ahora descansa, tu padre vendrá a verte en unas cuantas horas, yo me tengo que ir a labrar la tierra" dijo Demetrio colocándose los pantalones, para después salir del lugar.

Horas más tarde llegaría Heusebio, y hablaría con Simón, el cual le rogaba perdón, mientras abrazaba a su padre.


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It's 4 am, and Demetrio gets up ready to start his work, when he realizes that the badly injured dragon is not next to him, he looks around until he finds something moving in the shadows.

"What are you doing? I warned you that if you moved you could open your wounds and get worse" says the old bull.

"I'm going to see my family, I have to see that they are okay," Simón responds with a tired voice.

"Understand that you won't get anywhere like that, now go back to bed" the old bull responds, as he gets out of bed.

Suddenly in front of him, the trembling tip of a machete is raised, "You better not come near me if you don't want me to slice you with this."

The old bull looks at the trembling tip of the machete in front of him and then looks indifferently at the barely visible face of that dragon.

The bull sighs, "Stupid brat," he says and then hits the machete with his hand and makes it fall to the ground a little away from both of them.

Simón raises his fists, placing himself in a defensive position, waiting for the old bull's attack.

The annoyed old man looks at the boy in front of him, clicks his tongue, "screw it" he says and sits down on the bed.

"My name is Demetrio and I am a friend of your Father and this old pigsty is my house, well it is your father's but... the important thing here is that I am here to take care of you, boy," says Demetrio.

"But how come... what happened?" Simón says as he staggers about to fall, but the old bull reacts quickly and catches him just in time, to lay him back on the bed.

"Dad knows?" Simón asks while a tear of shame and shame falls down his cheek.

"If you mean what you did with your nephew, yes, only he, Acadio, Noe, you, and I know, well as long as Noe doesn't tell anyone and Acadio keeps his word" the bull responds while taking the pants to Simón.

"What happened? How did my dad find out about this? Why did Acadio forgive me after what I did? Why? Why?" Simón asks as he places his hands on his face.

"Did Acadio forgive you? What are you talking about? When he knew you were alive, he came to try to finish you off. If it weren't for your old man and me, you would already be three meters under the ground, boy," Demetrius responded while cleaning some wounds that had been opened.

"You know, you're very lucky, son. Your dad and I were returning from a party when we saw the Acadian, all covered in blood, carrying his son. He yelled at your father about what you had done with him there in the field. At first, your dad was shocked. He refused to believe him, but when he smelled your aroma on the boy's body his doubts dissipated. Your father begged Acadio to tell him where he had left your body so he could bury you and not let someone go and skin you. The guy didn't want to tell him anything. and he even threatened to tell the whole town what you had done, but Heusebius replied that doing so would ruin Noah's life as well and that this should never be known, upset because he knew that your father was right. Akkadius blamed him. On top of that, your father was angry, and what a bad thing he did, my son, I almost killed the unfortunate man, and right there with blows I made him tell us where he had left you, then I let him go all battered to his house, and then we found you in the countryside, you were barely breathing, I didn't think you were going to live, but your dad did everything to make you feel better."

"He should have let me die," Simón responded through tears.

A strong blow to the head made him scream in pain, "Don't say stupid things, after all, your father tried to save you," the bull said angrily while he showed off the bandage on Simón's leg.

"Then the days passed and that asshole, this Acadio, came in here when your dad was healing you, and with Machete in hand he started trying to finish you off, but as it turns out he didn't achieve anything, after another beating the guy left, but I threatened your father that if I ever saw you back in town I would tell everyone what you did, and then they would lynch you, your father and me, after that the guy never came back here, but neither did you. "You can go back to town."

"Now rest, your father will come to see you in a few hours, I have to go work the land," said Demetrio, putting on his pants, and then leaving the place.

Hours later Heusebio would arrive, and he would speak with Simón, who begged for forgiveness, while he hugged his father.