Chapter 4

It was finally Friday… but this time I was not gonna be able to relax on my couch watching some of my favourite movies and eating my usual Friday´s junk fook, just enjoying spending time alone… no, not today. I was going to the summer house…

Helena and I met about three years ago… when she started her own studio, producing independent films. I have to admit that altough I was tempted by her many offers to join her, I knew that dealing with her in a professional level was gonna be hell. Because for some unknown reason she hasn´t inherited her family´s good instincts for business.

To be honest I don´t know how she is still running that studio, when I know for a fact that it hasn´t been profitable for at least a couple of years and actually she is the one that keeps it afloat, using her money to do so.

Anyway, we met because we were after the same project… I won the bet then, but also a good friend. At first I wasn´t sure if she had other interests in me, she has some reputation, but in time I realized she´s just a very lonely person with a very big heart. Who also happens to have a big bank account, much to her disgrace.

I often find myself trying to make her realize that people are not always good, or that good people may not always come with the best intentions. But she is just too stubborn, and afterall I´m not her mother. I´m just a friend, the one that listens to her sobbing voice when she has been hurt or decieved.

I hear the buzz… my small bag is waiting by the door.

 “Hi Helena! As you can see I´ve kept my word, so I don´t want you whining about me making you wait for hours”

“Hey Tina! That´s true… for once you haven´t made me wait… but you know I´m gonna whine about something anyway…”

“Yes… I believe that, you can´t help yourself…” I added while I was getting in the car.

“Ohh don´t start with me!”

“Geez… aren´t we cranky today… where´s that british politeness that you always lecture me about?”

She started the car.