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Bloody winter. part 37
(Disclaimer: Tigreb perspective)
"Call me. I'll be waiting. ... Now, slap me."
As I pushed him away I rised my hand and slapped him in the face.
______________________
I opened my eyes. Looking around I found out it was just a dream, but that thing had happened, those words.
I do not recall every detail, maybe because I was trying to forget everything from that day, but this morning I woke up by those words, - the words Max whispered in my ear the day before.
I got up from bed. I was at Kale's house.
The first thing I did was wash up. After that I let the shower on. Not sure if I would be able to find an excuse if someone entered the room and saw me moving everything around, instead being in the shower, but I needed some noise to feel the room in order to silence my own.
I hurried, trying to be as silent as I could. I checked the bed, moving the sheets all over.
"Here it is!", I thought holding a small smartphone on my hand.
______________________
As he pulled me in his direction, I felt his board chest wrap mine. Slowly he put a thing on my hand. Then I understood why he was giving me those signs. The little pinching of my finger, the blink I thought I had imagined, now they made sense. He was here for a reason and although I wasn't sure of it, although we had fought before and although anything and anyone, he was here and I was gonna play along with what he was doing.
I hadn't lowered my head to look at it. I had held it tightly in my hand and as I slapped his face I had puten that on my pocket.
I guess that number 7 dress was a lucky choice after all. Girls love to have their dresses with pockets and I can't think of a better reason for a dress to have one.
Last night after Kale had showed me to my room, he had entered the room next to it. As I had come inside, taking off my heels, I remember looking around and thinking: "It doesn't look as if there are any cameras here."
He had keep his word and I'm very glad about it.
I had changed up and found the perfect spot to hide the little smartphone. The mattress of the bed had a changeable clothing. Opening a part of the zipper and hiding the phone there was an easy task.
Exhausted I had changed my clothes and gone to bed.
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© All Rights Reserved Tigreb
#bloodywinter #story @Writco
"Call me. I'll be waiting. ... Now, slap me."
As I pushed him away I rised my hand and slapped him in the face.
______________________
I opened my eyes. Looking around I found out it was just a dream, but that thing had happened, those words.
I do not recall every detail, maybe because I was trying to forget everything from that day, but this morning I woke up by those words, - the words Max whispered in my ear the day before.
I got up from bed. I was at Kale's house.
The first thing I did was wash up. After that I let the shower on. Not sure if I would be able to find an excuse if someone entered the room and saw me moving everything around, instead being in the shower, but I needed some noise to feel the room in order to silence my own.
I hurried, trying to be as silent as I could. I checked the bed, moving the sheets all over.
"Here it is!", I thought holding a small smartphone on my hand.
______________________
As he pulled me in his direction, I felt his board chest wrap mine. Slowly he put a thing on my hand. Then I understood why he was giving me those signs. The little pinching of my finger, the blink I thought I had imagined, now they made sense. He was here for a reason and although I wasn't sure of it, although we had fought before and although anything and anyone, he was here and I was gonna play along with what he was doing.
I hadn't lowered my head to look at it. I had held it tightly in my hand and as I slapped his face I had puten that on my pocket.
I guess that number 7 dress was a lucky choice after all. Girls love to have their dresses with pockets and I can't think of a better reason for a dress to have one.
Last night after Kale had showed me to my room, he had entered the room next to it. As I had come inside, taking off my heels, I remember looking around and thinking: "It doesn't look as if there are any cameras here."
He had keep his word and I'm very glad about it.
I had changed up and found the perfect spot to hide the little smartphone. The mattress of the bed had a changeable clothing. Opening a part of the zipper and hiding the phone there was an easy task.
Exhausted I had changed my clothes and gone to bed.
.................
© All Rights Reserved Tigreb
#bloodywinter #story @Writco
