Chapter III
"What the hell are you?"
- What ... what are you doing here ..? To my question, I felt his coarse laugh ... his voice was very persuasive, I felt the poison of evil in his body and did not know why I was able to do it ... I wanted it all a nightmare, I wake up, I wanted .... what? - You know .... Is the first time I meet a person so careful ... - crept - But what the hell are you talking about? - I dared - So why do you ask, Cristine. still do not understand ... -You are the kind of girls so thoughtful ... who can not trust even the most trivial word. And you are right ... His face went precariously to my .... I wanted me back but something stronger than my will kept me hard ... and his hands were ... -.. But you see ... - I whispered, "Now, what, more than anything else you would agree .... would you mind your own business ... ...- made a pause of five seconds. ... then shoot ... - ... you do not you think? continued to be positioned in that way neck and eyes off me until I said, but my response was not a logical statement, because its deep irises seemed to touch all my fragility, putting me in awe .. - What the .... - .... ... What? - I encouraged him serpentesco - What the hell are you ...?!?! was unimpressed at all ... in fact, my statement, he sighed, took my face, even closer to her and uttered persuasive ... - you should give up your stupid and inexplicable reason on me and Chad ... because one day you might find uncomfortable ... and irreversibly create you problems ... you like real life, Cristine? At that point I began to sweat cold and he saw it ... - ... I would not get too scared, but believe me, I'm too angry for not leaving a sign of my nausea to you ... - hissed cruelly sarcastic ... but I did not have time to realize what he wanted to lodge with those last words, which I had the demonstration immediately ... of a sudden I felt like a slap on the cheek, his hand was not in launch, seemed to me that he had pulled a powerful gust of wind, the closed eyelids ... power of the blow was that I was falling on the asphalt ... when I opened my eyes never saw him again ... only I felt the wind blow .... and the terrible burning sensation in my cheek, in contrast to the chill of late afternoon. At dinner, even before Aunt Marine spiccicai not a word ... no appetite while I ate my portion of pasta I felt the eyes of my two partners constantly focused on me ... did not seem to want to give me rest and get me to awe them as well. This did nothing but increase my sense of vomiting to the point that I had that dish away from me, before we spit on it. Luckily I had swallowed a spoonful more pasta, otherwise I would have had to flee to the bathroom. ... never mind. - excuse me, I'm going to sleep well ... I'm not sick. I got up and, at a quick pace, I went up the stairs, locking in my room. I looked out the window of the room when I heard two touches on the door. I already knew who he was and I did not want to hunt off in the wrong way the only person who could understand me with a look ... and then, without waiting for my permission, Roxy came into my "refuge" and sat on my bed, I kept looking at me to give away a & rsquo ... ; other person in his place, would have been offended by my careless behavior, but she did not. Finally I turned around, smiling, and I let slip to the floor with his back against the wall. I took a deep breath and I was the first to talk ... - What are you doing here "sister"? Rise as usual and I simply replied ... -.. Listening to the voice of your silence ... was precisely what they were friends; I was wondering how you did that to say that perfection does not exist, where once again I find myself thinking that she was the embodiment of it. - And why listen? - Because I am curious .... And why you want a world of good. And whatever has happened we do not have to think ... because I'm always here beside you, just like a guardian angel, to tell you that if you want it, I can embrace. - I can always be your sister if you like ... even if you do not have the same blood group. - Thank you ... - I said, a tear that I already wanted to scratch his face with emotion. I thanked the heavens that Roxy was not going to ask me anything before they decided I had to talk about it, because I absolutely wanted to upset her again with the story of ... Price was shock enough, if he had known then what had happened, I can not imagine how he would react. - Cristy ... - remained at the door, waiting perhaps a nod from me to sit ... - Quiet aunt ... nothing happened, I was really upset stomach. - I lied to ... but do not put it in turmoil Marine knew very well and I knew he would not drink ... maybe I had inherited from his part of my character, yet I was aware of the fact that one of the most special gifts for my aunt was to be able to fool yourself ... and in that I thought the time would begin to ask me a barrage of questions, but ... - I'm pretty sure it is just that ... - ... uttered reassuring - however ... if you want to talk about I'm from there ... - winked, and with great ease and a smile on lips went from there and went at a slow pace in his bedroom. I did not want to spend a sleepless night ... in fact if I had began to reflect on one particular day of that, certainly I think many others would come and greet you ... Morfeo That night I had a strange dream ... I saw a beautiful creature, a girl wearing one of those ... precisely dressing gown semi-transparent, which is commonly used to sleep ... it sounds like ... an angel. But he had wings ... maybe heavenly souls are not like you imagine? I did not know right ... but I was sure it was just the kind of creature. He had the same color of my hair, long and very wavy, but blue eyes and he was lying on a green lawn to watch the sky maybe, but I remember that in the dream I had the impression that it did not exist ... Then suddenly someone held out a hand. ... She sat up and looked to be in front of her with an affection so great that probably, judging from his eyes, he could be called something much stronger ... grabbed his hand outstretched towards her and stood up, looking into the face of another entity, that now I could see very well .... . was a boy ... a terrible beauty, with light skin and gray eyes ... his hair was long and blacks and his eyes, though sweet, sent a terrific cold seemed ... to stand in front of a demon, by the force and power unimaginable ... watched the girl with a facial expression so reassuring that I can not even define, find a word to make you think, and he was mocking at the same time ... love. Yes, no doubt it was ... you could see by his movements calm, his gentle way to shake hands, as if afraid to break the fingers at any moment ... and that face ... he had something family .. of ... of ... ... so terribly attractive ... The alarm sounded ;. I was out of the exit tunnel of fantasies and now the only thing I asked was not "but because they have established schools ...?" But I was wondering who the hell was that beautiful, mysterious, dark demon that had infected the tremendous fear in my dreams that night ... I looked in the mirror that morning also, without knowing that I would fly away from as soon as I saw it reflected the image of another girl instead of me ... even if just for a second.
Same place ... same circumstances. Austin had not yet disappeared from under my eyes, on the other hand, however, was before me, that I do not know what force propelled by inconsistent, I was stationed at forty inches from him. The words that I decided to say was ice in my throat, my lips insisted to remain tight ... I had nothing else to whisper that ... 
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