TWICE TOLD TALE BY EDWARD CANO

TWICE TOLD TALE BY EDWARD CANO
GIVE ME YOUR CELL PHONE

I was resting in my house just trying to forget her eyes, her face, all her body, just like any loser kid who wasn’t enough for a damn beautiful girl that can have anything she wants, she can have even the life of a boy who wants to be the owner of something ethereal like her beauty and her love. But that’s not the principal topic, that’s just the way I felt that day. This anecdote begins with a call, my cousin who was in the same ridicule situation than mine, proposed to me the most particular plan.
– do you want to come to the stadium? He asked me
I know you are asking yourself why that is a particular invitation. Well, the thing is that the team that played that night was America de Cali. Yes, I am a Deportivo Cali’s fan, so now you know why for me that was a particular invitation. I had never seen a game of America de Cali in my life that team meant nothing for me at that time, and it means nothing for me now. But I was in such situation that I accepted. The Game was really late in the night; it was about 8:30 pm. I remembered at that time I had a new pair of sneakers they were really expensive. So I decided to change my shoes and got some money for the ticket.
My cousin arrived at 8:00 o’clock; I lived near the stadium so we decided to walk. It wasn’t a long way, just about ten blocks, in the middle of the way there was a really dark path, in fact I knew that this part of the way was really dangerous, because I have a friend who used to lived there, but my cousin and I had nothing to worry about, because we had no money and nothing with a real value, that’s what we thought. My cousin was wearing a hand radio that he had in his right ear, he looked like if he were using a cell phone, at that time my cousin and I hadn’t enough money to have a cell phone, they were really expensive at that moment. Suddenly I saw a bike passing near us, the guy who was riding it, made a stare on me, I felt a wear premonition, I almost got some flashes about what was next, then I followed the rout he took with his stupid bike, when he arise the corner he made his way back to us, then I alerted my cousin with a popular expression “Parce nos van a hacer la vuelta” “men, we have troubles”, my cousin was really immerse in his radio, but in two seconds he understood what I was talking about. This guy started to take out his gun from his pants, like always in this kind of experiences the time ran in slow motion, the gun’s barrel was very long, I always remember the joker in Batman in the same scene with his big pistol, and he immediately said.
- Give me the cell phone, give me the cell phone, you son of a bitch. He pointed his arm toward us at random. I just saw the little hole waiting for the worst; all my body was really cold, and shaking.
- Which cell phone, said my cousin with an awkward expression in his face.
- I saw it, the fucking cell phone you have, give me the fucking cell phone. My cousin had kept his radio in his pocket.
- I don’t have any cell phone! He was really scared too. I noticed that because his vacillation, like if he wanted to run far away. I don’t know how, I realized what had happened.
- That’s not a cell phone, it’s just a radio. I said. Then my cousin had again a holy molly expression, and rapidly searched his radio in his pocket and let it in a car’s hood.
- The thief couldn’t believe what he saw; a cheap old radio lay in the hood of an old car.
- He looked at the radio with a disgusting expression on his face and then said. You almost lose your life for a fucking radio. “suerte es que te deseo”. He returned to his bike and finally disappeared.
Our skin was like a white piece of paper and our hearts were beating like a drum.
GIVE ME THE FUCKING CELL PHONE

Hanging around as always. Since I broke with Yuri Vanesa I have become a fucking bum, you know, I always think about her, I remember the way we did it all the time in my bed, and that makes me sick. Then I got crazy and I have to search something to do, and I can't resist the idea to get a shoot. You know pal last night I have this sensation and I didn't have money. I heard a voice in my mind pushing me, over and over, you know how is this shit. - “get a shot, get a shot, do it, do it”, and then I took my bike and got out looking for a jerk to rob. Not far from my house there is a place where you don't find too much people in the street, there aren’t cops, it’s really dark, and at that time people go to the game, America vs. Libertad. So I was riding my bike looking for the right moment, when I saw these two guys, they looked so stupid and weak. I tried to pass really close to them to see what they have with them, and I saw one of them using a cell phone, I didn’t know what kind of cell phone, but It looked like it was a small one because I merely notice the color. The two guys were really distracted so they didn’t notice my present. When I arrived to the corner I thought this is the moment, I turned back and accelerated my motor. I almost hit with my bike the other guy, he jump out of his skin, and then I balanced my gung toward them. The pale faces they have make me felt even more sure and aggressive.

- Give me your cell phone son of a bitch. These guys were really scare, I looked stair at their pants waiting for some water. But nothing happened. So I repeat.
- Give me the fucking cell phone. The guy who was using the cell phone was nodding and freeze. He had no idea what I was talking about.
- Which cell phone? He said with a scary voice. Almost crying.
- The damn cell phone in your pocket, I saw it.
- His partner react and said, that’s not a cell phone is just a radio. A Radio? I wonder. I couldn’t believe what I saw when this mother fucker took out of his pocket a fucking old radio and put it in the hood of a parking car. I almost lose my control and blowed his stupid head, but then I felt sorry and let them “sanos”. I can’t stop laughing at myself since that moment.