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Lonely Road - Chapter 5

Sorry if I made you wait so long, in fact I should post the other day, but the text does not convince me, because I do not know how many times amended, but without success. cmq .. I decided to post anyway, because I could not read more
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Everyday life was forever marked by the same commitments, the same gestures, the same persons, and that look, in my mind at any moment ...

often returning home at night, I used to daydream ... I saw him advance with his swagger, but at the same time dodato an angelic grace, in my direction and then put down his sguado about me stopping time at that moment ... Unfortunately it was only a dream ...

Already had spent a month since my arrival there and all my savings were over, from now on I would have to rely solely on my meager salary as a dishwasher, I was not sure I can do ...

If I split the cost with a roommate, perhaps the situation would be more manageable, the problem however was the fact that I fidassi to share the apartment with a sconociuta, but if this continues I would not have made to maintain that standard of living.

were a bit 'of days that we think, and it seemed the only solution ...

I made an advertisement in the newspaper, but did not take too much hopes, knowing my character, I hardly found the right person, but it was worth at least make an attempt.

I received numerous phone calls, but unfortunately the talks had never hoped the outcome and dismissed all with a "thanks for coming, I'll let you know"

That morning I had scheduled a meeting with a girl Elena ...

He presented with a simple smile, different from those with 32 teeth that often people are printing in the face, he was sincere, and I would say almost sweet ...
I used to analyze the handshake of the people, they say, is an expression of character ... his was strong and determined, but without lacking grace ...



We sat on the black leather sofa to a comfortable warmth of a wood-burning stove ... the crackle of the fire was a pleasant background to our conversation ..
.


It was a nice looking girl ... green eyes lit up her face, and a shiny chocolate brown hair fell softly on the shoulder.



After talking for a while 'I realized it was the person I was looking for ... was 20 and studying at the University of Arts in that city could not afford an apartment alone had jumped at the chance to convidar expenses with someone ... worked as a waitress at a local night, so he had the morning off to study. He looked like a serious and responsible girl, one on which you can rely on.

showed her his room which was occupied Rosalie few days before ... would come too late in the morning to meet from Elena and her sign the contract of rental ...



that day I should not work, so the afternoon went to the park to relax a bit '...

chose a bench and sat breathing the air in that place seemed more pure, untouched.
My mind ran through its winding paths when I felt the presence of someone ...



-Hello, do you mind if I sit next to her? -

That simple phrase had come to my ears with the sweetness of a poem ...

I looked at him and I found myself, unwillingly, to founder in the sea that seemed to hide her deep eyes ... I just made account quickly averted his eyes concealing the embarrassing situation ... was the boy who had seen a few nights before ...

No, please-

I was rather uncomfortable, I could not be natural ...

Fleeing suddenly out of my control, they managed to steal the eyes for a moment the image of perfection ... the body is dry, delicate features that face ...

I turned immediately, hoping that would not notice, but just as he looked away past the corner of his movement ...

-Excuse me, I would not seem intrusive, but wrong or we have already seen? -

Now his face was even closer to mine and his eyes were fixed on mine ...

-Humm, I do not know, maybe
-My-a face that is not easily forgotten-



A vein of arrogance against his face in an expression a bit 'snooty, but at the same time hypnotic ...

-sin a bit 'of suberb ... not be an exaggeration? -

-Humm ... would you say that you like me? -

angles rose slightly in the mouth a mocking smile, as if he were sure that the answer could only be yes ...

This time I was watching him ... anyone, even a seemingly perfect guy as he had the right to mock it that way ...

-Look, with who you think you have to do?! Do you think you're ruining my mood, and trust me, is better than the stop-

-Sorry, it was not my intention to seem rude-

-Well, the intentions do not count if they do not correspond to the facts-



Justus ... then it is good to me to introduce myself ... my name is Devon-



Two fires were burning inside of me, two opposite feelings, conflicting ... I never believed that love and hate could Coesis, but at that moment I was not so sure ...

-I do not even reveal your, name? -

-interest-I do not think you

-Ok, i deserved it ...- gave me another smile to stop the heartbeat
-Time I'm sorry, but I have to go ... I hope to see you soon-



said this is dismissed and I was there, sitting on the bench staring at the emptiness behind him ...

Why Is My Face Always Red And Hot After Eating

Lonely Road - Chapter 4

In the morning my first thought was ... Laila
I walked briskly toward the door ... she was curled up on the ground ... asleep.

Now, however, I noticed that the landscape around us was changing ... everything was covered with a soft white mantle Snow ... few evergreen shrubs bent their branches under the weight that they could not support ... no footprint was imprinted on the soft blanket lying on the ground ... sign that no one had ever been there that morning. Looking down I saw Laila
now awake looking at me ... I made her go by taking the empty cup that I had left the night before.
It was a quarter to seven, maybe Rosalie was still sleeping ...
waited until 8:30, after which I called to ask if I could take home Laila ...

He said that there was no problem, so I thanked her and went to prepare.

soon as I opened the door to leave the cold air I am stunned ... it was as if many little needles pricking the skin to me ... Laila
I left home hoping that did not damage ... it seemed pretty quiet, but I was hoping not to be mistaken.

Just put my foot on the snow sank just above the ankles ...

I already knew where to go ... I had stayed up all night ...
As I entered a delicious smell of hot croissants made me mouth water, even though I had already had breakfast ...
I saw a waitress at the moment free and I took advantage ...

-Hello ... My name is Anna, sorry if I disturbed while he was working, I can steal a moment? -
Yes, tell me-
-Its main at the moment is here? -
Yes, he wants to see it? -
-Yes, thank-
-Ok, then come, the 'accompanying
-Thanks-

He pointed to a door ... Here
-must-go beyond

I walked up and introduced me to the main entrance ... was a middle-aged man with graying hair and a line is not just all about ...
thanked the waitress and asked me to sit ...

-So, what can I do for you? -
-I just moved to this city and I need a job ... I wonder if there was somewhere here-free-
Humm, watch, free, free no, but our dishwasher is now working here for years and was a bit 'I thought to promote it and she just happens almomento right can take its place, if he wants
-Yes, I would be happy-
-Fantastic ... look, we can give of yourself? -
-Yes, of course-

We talked a bit 'schedules, salary and Regulation ..
I had to work from Monday to Sunday, except Thursday ... salary, well, was that of a dishwasher, but living alone, with some sacrifice, I could have let me do.

Mark, so he wanted me to chiamssi Mr. Evans, had told me that I could even begin to work that day ... time was from 14 to 22.
agreed, and after thanking him infinitely I devoted myself to purchases for Laila.

Back home I saw that everything was as I had left, Laila was sitting on the couch, but when I saw a small cat leap landing softly on the ground.

The new kennel seemed to like her a lot ... was curled up on the pillow in burgundy looking for some 'quiet.
I was loyal to her from the very beginning ... usually with people I was always suspicious, but she was different ... maybe I would have betrayed.

The memory of my parents showed up as just a vivid picture at that time ... I felt alone ... damn all the people I knew were precisely acquaintances, nothing more, I had no friends ... I never had ... perhaps a bit 'was also my fault ... all treated badly, I was always angry at had come to avoid, I was practically invisible ... I was also once punched a bunch of bullies ... I was told that the precious because I did not want anyone ... I have never really understood ... no one actually seemed to understand me, even my father ...
I was again left to take the sadness I was trying to hide from others, but to myself I could not lie ...

I knew I was not having to give up ever having to be strong ... but this required his time ... I gained a lot in those years, I felt different from other girls my age, but I was not strong enough to let the events I slipped on without scratching ...
I'd wanted to flee out a bit 'mind, but I did not know where to go, then the cold ... But I could not sit there to bring me down, I had the strength to go on, life goes on and we must do everything possible to get up, you have to fight in the hope that sooner or later something changes ...

The temperature inside the house was higher, but it was still cold and did not seem like the case of starting the fire, no radiators, so I prepared a hot chocolate ... The
sipped while sitting at that table Laila seemed to sleep.

The cafeteria is just a ten minutes from home, but I left an hour before the start of the round ... even if I did not know where to go, it would be better than staying at home, and then I had to learn to know a little 'city ...

When I finished I was destroyed ...

I took my usual walk a quarter of an hour to get home ... with the setting of the sun the temperature was decreased further ...
I was almost there, missing a few meters of the stairs when I saw him ... in the distance a raven-haired boy and the body dry, very fair skin, he walked towards me ...



was something in the bearing, proud and secure in their eyes, that kept me from looking away from him ... seemed different from the rest of the people I knew ...

When I passed by his eyes froze for a split second on me ... was an intense gaze, penetrating yet impenetrable ...



That night, before falling asleep, I saw a shooting star move across the sky ... I closed my eyes hoping that my wish will come true ...

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Lonely Road - Chapter 3




When I woke up I felt an unpleasant feeling of loss ... the walls of the room were not the ones that I used to see ... I sat on the bed and looked around ... only then recognized the room of my new apartment.
thinking I was asleep at the funeral Dad ... I also remember crying, and much, but now it was past ...

I was still a bit 'numb, I felt like I had slept for days, but when I looked at my watch I saw that in reality they were passed over a couple of hours ... outside the sun shone still high in blue skies and clear, although it was November ... _____________________________________________________________________________________

stomach protested, and I could not really blame him, do not touch food that morning ... might have been better if I went to eat something before you pass out from hunger.
Being on foot I had to settle for a room nearby, and the only one who knew was the diner where I had gone that morning ...

I sat at the bar and ordered a gyro ...

- Here's to you, Miss -

- Thanks -

While I ate I thought about where I could buy clothes ... that city was certainly very great, and we never been before, I certainly do not make things easier ...
might have been better to pass before the record store, so then I could have a look around, then, in retrospect, there was another problem ... as I would have come?
Ok, it was in that city, but it could also be within kilometers and I was walking, because I could not afford a taxi ...

My idea initially was to ask for directions to passers-by, but then I remembered having the phone number for Rosalie ... I am sure you knew that city, but I did not ask for help, I could do it even alone, but how long would it take?

My stupid pride was the only obstacle ... I did not know really what to do ... the number of Rosalie was in evidence, but my finger hesitated to press the send button ... At the end

reason took over and without thinking further pressed that damn button. Answered after a few rings:

-Oh, hello Anne, I'm glad you finally decided to call me ... I hope there are no problems with the flat-
-Nono, the apartment is perfect ... it's just that, well, here ... I have a favor to ask-
-Say-
-Can you tell me where is via Lincoln? -
-I think so ... you have to go there? -
Yes, it is far from the apartment? -
No, not so much, but you're on foot? -
Yes, but if it is not far away is not a problem -
-Ok, then you take off until the beginning of the oleanders of the road, then, once arrived at the intersection, turn left ... at some point you find yourself in front of an electronics store, right there in front of a street, followed her, then at the first traffic light, turn right and find yourself in that way -
-Humm, yes, I think I understand ... thanks-
-Figure ... you have to go there? -
-I read in the newspaper seeking an order for a record store--
Well, then good luck-
-Thank you ... we feel, Hello-Hello-hello-

I had memorized everything word for word. I could not bear to have to call ...
After about a quarter of an hour's walk I saw shop ...

When I opened the door one of those annoying little bells rang apeesi the ceiling, catching the attention of some customers. I went immediately from the cashier ...

-Hi, I read an ad looking for a job ... is still free, right? -
-Oh, no, I'm sorry ... We have taken this very morning a girl ..-
-Oh, I see ... Oh well, thanks anyway-
-Please-

Luck I had again abandoned, but now was not a novelty for me ...

I just had to hope to be able to find a job before becoming completely broke ... I resented having to spend much
money at that time, but I needed a change of clothes.

I saw a clothing store nearby, but that day I was fine one, there were only clothes and horrendous to say the least I would not have wasted the little money I had for the "stuff".

An order came to me without even giving me time to put the first dress I was looking ...

-Do you need help, ma'am? -

-Nono, thank you, I was just looking-

He looked at me with antipathy challenging my mood already stumbling, but I simply respond with a dirty look.
I went somewhere else shop, but to no avail ... I had promised not to cross the threshold of the house without first having purchased what I needed, so, after entering the umpteenth store finally managed to find what I wanted.



The last stop was at the supermarket ... This time luckily I managed to find everything I needed.



got home I arranged the expense and made myself a nice hot bath now ...

Out of the night had fallen and had begun to blow a cold wind, and only know myself there, the heat was a comfort to me ... a bouquet of raspberry flooded the small bathroom ...
As the heat relaxed my tense muscles in the back of my hand I noticed a small bubble ... I had lost to observe the reflections that made it drop like a diamond ... My head was cleared of any thoughts ...

I stayed in cold water until it became ...

dinner at 7, so I went to sleep before, but when I was about to go to bed I heard a meow coming from outside .. .

''I'm just going crazy ... will fatigue''I thought, but did not stop meowing, so I went to see ... When I opened
the door I saw a shadow silver meow session ... Looking towards the road ...

seemed like the cat that I had met the night before ... I did not know how to behave ...
As I watched from the door of the house, I saw her stand up ... I wanted to call it, but I did not know how, then I came up with a name that definitely suits her, it meant night in Arabic ...

-Laila-

I saw her turn towards me ... his unique eye color of the sky staring at me ... issued another meow ...
I crouched down and I called ...

-Hey, Laila Al-

renewed appeal to me and moved in a blink of an eye was close to my legs that made me purr ... Yes, it was her.

I made her go and gave her a cup of milk and cereals, which seemed very appreciative ...

Unfortunately I could not keep her at home ... I had no bedding or anything like that, and I did not know if I could keep animals in the apartment ... not to mention that probably would not have wanted to stay at home.

While I saw this reasoning mouth-watering ... must have been really hungry ...
fills the bowl again, but this time I put out.

The next day I proceeded to find a better place ... I was hoping they just do not go away.

to contact with soft flannel sheets, I realized how tired I was ... on the road to the dream world, one thought lingered in my head ...
I had to rest well, because the next day was a busy day.

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Lonely Road - Chapter 2

After waiting a few seconds I heard a voice loud ringing on the other end ...

-Ready ?! -
-Hello, I hope not to have disturbed ... I call on the announcement in the paper-
Ah, yes ... apartment for rent, right? -
Yes, Via degli Oleandri 17 -
-Well, it is interesting we can meet again today in the morning, so show him-
-Humm, I just wondered how ever the price was so low, I would not want something goes wrong-
-No, no, no problem, indeed it is a nice apartment and also the area is quiet, the price is due to the fact that I have money problems , and I always another house in this city, so that flat is completely useless to me, and rather than leave it blank I thought it best to rent it ... I have dealt personally furnishing, there are just the necessary furniture, anything that ... if not to his liking then he can always sell and buy other-
-see ... Well, then it looks like what I was looking ... when I see him? - For 10-
this morning okay? -
Yes, the address listed on? -
-Sisi
-Ok, see you soon then
-A- early-

At 10 I was five minutes before the building ... The

only instilled a slight warmth in the air that Tuesday's fall, but a cool breeze continued to make the air at times poignant ... the mantle of the trees was tinged with new colors, the leaves become the next to fall, those little fragile on the branches of trees which did not know the name, trembled in the slight movement of air and then dance gracefully up to caress the ground ... I watched fascinated with the ...

Compared to a few hours before my temper had suffered a slight improvement ... anger, in fact, had given way to determination, I would not allow anyone to obstruct, I finally managed to start a new life, even if I knew then, once arrived in the evening, my mind was again wrong in that hideous maze that was my memory ...

My father had died just three days, but my eyes seemed a lot more, since birth I had a hard enough life ... My mother died giving me the light, and I have always hated this, I have killed an innocent person, which made me a killer, but the worst was the remorse that I felt toward my father ... I had deprived of his reason for living, and despite that, I had always loved him, and when I told him it would be better if I'd never got angry and started asking me to promise not to think anymore things like that ... I promised him, but still avendoci tried, still I can not change your mind ...

When he was with me he always did ignore it, and painted a false smile on his face, but despite being only a child I understood that it was only to not feel remorse for a crime that I was sure belonged to me, but I was sure a part of him that hated me ... One evening, I was 6 years old, I woke up to drink, and I heard sobs coming from her room ... probably thought was sleeping, and perhaps would have been better ...

Concerned I went into his room and found him with a photograph in his hands ... he always kept on the bedside table ... depicting the two of them sitting together on a meadow, mom had a daisy Trai unmazzolino hair and wild flowers between long fingers, his face was hidden Trai petals, and dad, a few inches from her, looked at her, and that look ... has always been like a stab to the heart for me ... looked as if it were the most precious treasure in the world, why spend the morning sun, the flowers keep their scent, the moon her white magic ... why life continues to take its eternal cycle ...

The memory of that photo was all I had left her, now ...

I felt that my eyes were starting to become wet and I wanted to avoid a scene in public, so I forced myself to stop thinking about her ...

now lacked a little encounter with the "girl in the apartment" ... looking back I had not even asked for the name ...

The minutes passed, and no trace of her ... had made 10 and fourth and I was starting to get nervous, I had never endured the laggards because somehow force you to act against your will, you have to stand there and wait while maybe you want to do something else ...

I waited until 10 and 20, then I would call ...

At 10:18 last saw her arrive with a sophisticated and elegant demeanor as he deviated a blonde lock of hair from her face

-Hello, I bet you're the girl in the apartment, she said to me a radiant smile
-Yes, I'm Anna, nice -
-Rosalie, but you are welcome to call me Rose, Rosie, as you prefer-

-It 's been so long since you waiting for? -
-Noooo, only one-half hour
Oh, all right- said not disregard ...

now I was resigned to let it go, so even if I had decided to rent the apartment would have been right sometimes ...

-Hemm, then are we going? -
-Oh, Sisi, of course, sorry, I always lose in chat ... Come, I'm sure you'll like-

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The lock opened with a click and we were inside ...
The first floor was open atmosphere, modern kitchen, black and white, was divided from the living room through a wall half way up ... the environment was quite restricted. and probably for this reason, rather than warm and welcoming.

The sofa struck me from the outset, the finish was black with yellow ocher and small studs, nothing special, but had a certain something that I had won.

There was also a small wood stove that would make me company on cold winter days.

Upstairs were a bedroom and a bathroom with a tub ... to be honest I would have preferred a shower, but even so, was fine

-... and here is the French door opening onto balcony-

stretched his gaze to the neighboring houses and took a deep breath, holding for a while 'the air in the lungs, as if it could taste it more ... was the air of my house.

-Like-It-
was certainly smiling squeaked

She was a very sunny and youthful appearance ... seemed to be about my age, but was much more carefree than me, actually a bit 'I envy you ... my past I had matured in a hurry ... I played a little with other children, see them happy with their mothers always apprehensive that pamper them, and there was bad ... why I prefer to stay home and play alone ... My father worked a lot in order to maintain ... all his energies were directed to work, certainly, over the years had reached a good position, but I would have preferred if FOSE managed to find a little 'more time for me ... at least during the weekend ...

-Coff, coff-

I turned to Rosalie ... I had completely forgotten about her ...

-So, what have you decided? -
-I take it I answered without thinking
-Well, I was sure ... go to complete all the paperwork, you sign the contract

I followed up on the lower level ...

"Then you come and live there now? Do you have any luggage to bring? -
Yes, I want to move now and no, no baggage-
-Really? And sorry, it's not me that wants your business, but why? -

"What the hell do you care?" I thought, but would not have been so courteous answer that way I remained silent

a few seconds ... I had no desire to tell her of my stepmother and the rest, my mind was lost looking for an excuse, but his voice stopped me before I could find one

-Ok, I understand, you do not like to talk about it, "said as he walked to the door ... the contract had been signed and the keys were on the kitchen table

-Sorry, is not for you, is that ...-
-Sisi, do not worry ... but we do with the rent? -

more sore ...

-I just have the money to pay the first month and a few little extra for emergencies, but do not worry, there will be problems with the payment, I find a job soon-
-Humm ... ok, then I would say that I can go ... you got my number for any problems do not hesitate to call me ... just to chat or go out sometime ... how old are you? -
-19 -
-Ah, I saw 22, we are almost the same age-

The smiles turned to one of the usual circumstance, the bottom was kind to me

-I see you're short of, well, then I'm going, and please, do not hesitate, if you need anything, call-
-Senz 'else, Thanks for Everything-But-
-

figured I was watching her as she walked away with his hand waving ...

When I closed the door behind me I felt a feeling never felt until then ... I was home ...

I addressed another look at the interior furniture, the more I watched, the more I liked, but then thought it his way forcefully in my head ... if I had not found a job I would be forced to get out of there ...

I took the same newspaper that I had been good that morning to search the apartment and read article after article ...

Nobody seemed to be for my ... some had a stipensio too shabby, others did not fall within my competence, others were located too far away ... was about to give up when my eyes were glued to an interesting title:

"LOOKING FOR A JOB SHOP RECORD, REASONABLE PAY, PLEASE DO NOT LOSS AND
NULLAFACIENTI. FOR FURTHER INFORMATION PLEASE CONTACT THE NUMBER BELOW "

Nullafacienti? But those who had written that article?
But all in all seemed like a good job, and especially would allow me to pay the rent, also had the address in the zip code of that city ...

That journal had already brought me luck with the apartment and that I hoped would do the same with work.
I thought it was useless to call, I went in the afternoon ... I wrote the address on the phone and went upstairs.

I was exhausted, rather than physically, psychologically ... everything was going well in fretta da non avere neanche il tempo di accorgersene...

Entrata in camera mi buttai sul letto... era tutto in perfette condizioni e nell'aria c'era un odore gradevole, probabilmente qualche deodorante per ambienti...

L'orologio sul cellulare segnava mezzogiorno... la mattinata ormai era passata, e nel pomeriggio sarei andata a sbrigare le piccole commissioni come fare la spesa e comprarmi un cambio d'abiti...

Era incredibile, il mio unico bagaglio erano il cellulare, il portafoglio, e le mie inseparabili Vogue Menthol...

Non potei fare a meno di pensare alla scenata della sera precedente...

Dopo il funerale di papà remained in the house we were just me and Nicole, my stepmother ... 15 years after the death of my mother saw my father happy again ... had even begun to sing in the shower, so after several interviews I was able to make him confess ... fell in love with another woman ...

While I knew that nobody could ever take the place of mother, on the other hand I was happy for him, I was glad to see him smile again, his eyes were animated by a new spark, which in retrospect then I would have preferred to never see ...

He was blinded by love and could not get a real sense of the situation ... she was stealing all ... money, the house ... had destroyed his strength of will, my father had become a puppet in his hands, and slowly it was also moving away from me too ... I tried talking to him, but it was as if he were mesmerized by her, had convinced him that I thought those things only because I was jealous of her.

-Honey, I know what you're going ... think that Nicole wants to take the place of your mother, but you see, is not the case, and believe me ... I do not think that'll never love anyone like I loved her, but there is something Nicole, and I do not want to lose it, I'm happier since she's ... is a wonderful woman, is sweet, including ...-

Yes, you see it that way because that's what you want to see, but believe me, it is not as it seems ... is only pretending, in fact she does not love you, next to you just because you want your money, you may not loved?? -

- As if this were not enough, then you're even more distance to me ... and you can not you see ...- The last two sentences had a totally different tone from the first ... I was sad and disappointed

I remember that moment as if it happened an hour ago ... I burst into tears and hug me and comfort me instead of him he said simply:

-You're wrong, you can not understand

-four years have passed since then, but even now I can not understand ... why do not I simply said:

-What do you mean, I do not never stray from you ...-

From the day they married, the situation deteriorated further ... so she wanted a son, a kind of disciple who followed in his footsteps, I suppose, but my father in the wake of the shock over the death of mother was unable to have her and attitudes began to change ... became colder to him and obviously he had told her before the wedding because he was not aware of, and was blown away as she, but this did not matter, I had noticed a change in his eyes ... There was something slightly evil, but he did not realize it, and when I told her we ended up with the fight, so in order not to further alienate him, I preferred to keep quiet.

was able to manipulate it to get it payable to all ... told him to love me as a daughter, and when he was his attitude towards me was always impeccable, so I was the one who appeared sullen in the eyes of my father.

The day of the funeral of my father, when I saw her shamelessly pretend in his part of the grieving widow, I do not know why ... Perhaps the accumulated tension, perhaps all those false and hypocritical to cuinon care nothing about my father ... I do not know, the fact is that, once alone, I screamed in my face all my hate.

-Well, I guess you'll be happy ... was what you wanted, right? - My voice was full of contempt, coming out of my mouth like poison ...

-You would not believe how much I suck, you're being more subtle and slippery that I have ever known, I hate you, hate you with all of me, know this-the hissed

point me in the eyes of ice face and completely changed expression ... all'immprovviso took off the mask that he always carried and I saw his true face ...

-Poor girl ... I feel so lonely now that there is no longer your daddy loved ... However, there has
-No, wait ... No, oh God I do not want to believe, no, you can not, can not be arrived at so-
-Your father had a steel body, but he was not superman-
-You poisoned my father?!? -

He looked at me deadpan expression of satisfaction printed on the face that could very well belong to the devil ... I had no words ...

I had deprived of the only love that kept me tied to this crap of the world ...

instinct prevailed and I jumped on him, tore the veil from the widow and gave her a punch in the face with all the strength I had in my body ... began to bleed profusely ... I was about to launch another, but I do not know how. succeeded in blocking the wrists ...

-Hey, girl, get calm down ... and then you just talk ... We two are alike ... six killer, your father loved your mother ... yeah, I've seen in the picture, you know, was the same as you ... very light complexion, same features, I had been in you I would not have even had the courage to look in the mirror ... that poor deluded he believed that love him, haha, was a failure ... put aside his only daughter for the job, has worked hard years ... and for what? Ah, right, for me -

At these words there I saw more ...

I was in the throes of a whirlwind of emotions ... I wanted to strangle her, but I knew that violence would not solve things ... I did not want to be like her ...

-I will never, never like you-I had said that simple sentence with all the hate I owned, whispering softly.

I stared at my eyes and in her for a few seconds to let me see inside ... all the feelings I felt at that time were painted on my face, I knew, and I wanted to see them ... for the last time ...

I left the house, his dirty money and the rest ... I have always sucked the money, and especially the people who prefixed to the feelings

With that little bit of lucidity I had left prelevai all my savings to the bank ... could have been robbery, but now I did not have anything ... nothing that could leave an unbridgeable gap if I had been taken away, at least.

Without knowing what was not even my name, I began running towards the station ... vent all my anger in the muscles of the legs ... now it was dark for hours, but the streets of the big city where I lived were lit so that it did not seem even at night ... my legs were about to give up, and the heart was about to burst in his chest ... the blood was risky rhythms pulsed through my veins, but I managed to get to the station without stopping ... I caught the first train that passed, without even worrying about the destination ... anywhere would be fine, the important thing was that it was far away, as far as possible ...