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Angela Messina:
opened my eyes and take a while to realize where I was. Then I remembered ... I was in the house of Gio. The events that occurred yesterday went through my head: the fight with my father, Camilla, when I was stuck, when and Gio and I had been on the verge of ... ... I turned quickly and you look. But he did not see her anywhere, she was alone in bed, and alone in the room too. Right then I heard a chair move down. Sure he was eating breakfast ... of course, was after half past eleven ... Today was my school! I said quickly getting up out of bed, but then I calm down. I would not go to school, I felt like, did not feel much less inclined to meet Chloe, my father or with Alec ... I shook my head and get out of bed.
clothes I wore yesterday, which was quite wrinkled and sweaty from the effort of running night. Try to fix what I could, but when I look in the mirror does not recognize myself. He looked really scary, dark circles and pale complexion than usual. But outside it was impossible to have said that even my eyes were darker, without any light.
Go down the stairs slowly and then listen to someone talk to Gio. At first I did not recognize the voice of her companion, it was dry, hoarse and husky, as if he could say anything else and all. Seemed to have cried all night like a madman to bust the vocal cords. So I stayed still. Rope was still enough to know that the voice came from my father. My father ... no, I did not see it. Do not want to deal with things, were too recent. I felt wave of fear through my body, and I was almost prepared to run away but was frozen in terror.
I felt a few steps and saw Gio appear at the door of his kitchen. Was only by luck. He approached me, stretching one arm and I took a step back in fear that I take with my father. He shook his head quietly and took my hand gently. To my surprise he insisted to go to the kitchen, but he changed direction and took me to the dining room, just opposite end of where my father. We do not stop in the middle of the room
- I do not want to see ... - I added with a trembling voice
- Angela, you need to clarify things with him, scolded him
- I pay again ... - I panicked at the thought:
- No, "said Gio immediately. Steel is a bit like me and grabbed my shoulders - the do not do anything wrong Angela ... is your father has not changed at all. He loves you, and deserve to let him explain ... -:
- What explanation do you have to hit a girl? - I interrupted:
- Angela, we all make mistakes. I know he is sorry, please. Just listen to him, but I'll leave you convinced you of home, but first you look reasonably few seconds to make sure I did not lie. And he did not, her blue eyes were calm, desperate. Besides ... it was, it was many things but not do it for my own father would do for him:
- OK ... but not go too far ... - beg:
- Sure, announced the smile:
With great sorrow and fear walk to the kitchen. But what I saw in crossing the threshold of truth that led me to my limits. I had never seen my father so, so messy, dirty, tired, sad ... in fact many more negative adjectives. Had the same clothes from yesterday, only now it was full of spots and full of broken. His eyes were bright, and dark circles around them were much larger than that Camilla had never occurred. Lips tightly clenched, as if trying to suppress something, although I did not find that. When he saw me still in the doorway fixing his eyes on me, and I was the worst person in the world ... he had done so much damage, I saw in the depths of his eyes
- Angela ... - whisper it in the same voice remains as before:
did not answer, I just approach him, but keeping a little distance, just in case. The respect her and I did feel slightly better. Both sigh at the same time, and we looked. But did the same, nothing changes:
- Dad ... - I said at last doubtful. He did not know how to proceed, did not even know if it retained the right to call him "Dad":
- Angela, I only came here because I want to clarify things. I know my presence is not agreeable to you, but you know that I will not leave until I hear-is cross my arms and face to take a much harder:
- I do not think you have nothing to say. But ... I am all ears ... - answered equally serious putting him
- Angela what happened last night is killing me. I feel terribly bad for having concealed the fact that I was with someone. I lied, but just did it because your reaction would be no different to yesterday ... - said
- That's not an excuse to lie to me for weeks ... - reproach
- What did you want Angela to do? I was afraid that if you said it would put you wrong. Although the end was worse lie ... - answered with trembling voice:
- It does not matter ... - I went to challenge, but then I stopped:
- Is that you do not want to be happy? - Wonder. I will be looking at some long seconds, unable to even believe he had asked,
- No, they want you to be happy ... - added with tears bathed my eyes, making small bright areas:
- I love ... and Camilla she makes me happy ... - I felt my lips tremble
- I loved my mother ... - I said breathlessly as I felt the urge to mourn more frenetic:
- And the sky ... she wanted is important to me. But no longer with us ... - he said with a whisper:
- then okay ... - whisper - if you are happy with Camilla make her your life. I do not care to leave ... - I said, and eventually could not hold back the tears any longer:
I closed my eyes as she began to mourn. Now this ... was all over. My father and I wanted more, ever. And I had no place to go, but of course ... it was much better to be on the street with Camilla at home. As a wicked stepmother ... like all the stories that my mother had a child. My mother ... What would she say if she knew that her husband did not love her?, What he had found another woman? I do not know ... not what he would say, but I was sure that if I saw him say something: "Do not worry Mom, still love you. And never will replace you. "
note At that moment a warm arms around me. Not even have the strength to move and escape his embrace. I did not care who it was, I do not care about anything, and if someone wanted to do something bad to do it. I did not want to live, not exist or anything. Such was my desperation that could not even put into words. It was like a dark hole in the chest, get it drilled, drowning and you takes your breath away. A hole mortal
- You will not go away Angela. I could not bear it ... - said my father. And then I knew who hugged me:
- I just want to be happy ... and they got only so if you're with Camilla ... - sob motionless
- Camilla ... but I need you Angela. You're my daughter, and yet are the most important for me, well ahead of things ... - sob and then I knew by his voice that he too was crying. I had never seen mourn:
- I'm horrible for saying all those things yesterday ... sorry ... - muttered as he returned the embrace:
- Do not apologize ... I was angry until you to blow up ... forgive me for having stuck. The guilt is killing me, please do not know what I did ... Angela - told how he had never heard:
- No matter ... I'm fine. But I do not like you're bad for me. Dad I do not want to be alone ... I ... I do not want Camilla back from you, please ... - I said no stop mourn. Even as I began to sting the eyes:
- I told you that I will never leave you. Camilla ... you'll like - said separating and looking into my eyes. And then I realized that our relationship would never be beaten. Never in my life. Now confident in more than anything in the world:
- Vale ... - mumble as he turned to hug me:
And then I knew that everything was already fixed ...
Alec Volturi:
had spent the night locked in my bedroom. And honestly had no intention of getting out again. Why? To see Gio and Angela kissing ... hugging ... and did ... did ... Damn it had made to love each other! And the worst thing was that he wanted to be in the place of the undesirable ... wanted to feel his lips on mine ... and his arms around me and consoling me when I needed it ... and I wanted to and it. I did what I had done to show their Gio ... love. What had been about to happen with Alessia was nothing compared to this. He did not want my own pleasure, just to make her feel good and show her how much he loved her ... but it was too late. As much as Angela did not want to admit it was the other. And never would be mine.
addition though nothing had happened with Gio she'd hate me anyway. He had done something horrible, albeit indirectly. And I had not realized it until I went home for the first time. Anyway, what did it matter now? It was something that would force her to hate me. Something that would never could look me in the face. A secret from the past that should never come to light. Not if at least wanted to see from time to time to quench my desire to admire.
At that moment I felt what it was stupid. As I had not crossed his mind ... as it had failed to understand that he loved her. Could it be that its aroma, its magnetic attraction from the outset had not been great signs? Or when I spent hours following her, convinced that it was good spy, but no clear reason for it in my head.
was so far out that was not even aware of the thirst I had and that the hours passed without my noticing. Both were already half-past six o'clock. A Friday ... Angela!
Angela Messina:
After my father and I embrace a while I left the kitchen to tell Gio that we were going. He was sitting in the living room, just off the kitchen, as promised. Was placed in a casual pose, crestfallen. And he had a small book in hand, I read carelessly:
- Hello ... - I whispered as I sat by his side:
- Hello, "answered the half-smile as he took my hand and pressed it, - What has been ? - and his smile broadened:
- Okay ... I guess it's all settled, "I smiled and squeezed my hand as well:
- I told you you should listen ... - added in a tone a little arrogant. Pero no era una arrogancia como la de Alec… no, esta era mucho peor:
Mi única respuesta fue un asentimiento. Después de unos segundos de un silencio para nada incomodo solo dije lo primero que vino a mi mente al estar con Gio:
- Lo siento…- masculle confundida, sin saber si quiera el porqué de aquella frase:
- ¿Qué?, ¿Por qué lo sientes?- pregunto él mirándome fijamente confuso:
- Por todo Gio… tú siempre cuidas de mí, y desde que estamos junto yo siempre he estado distante. Te quiero mucho, pero esto se me hace raro, además yo no soy tan capaz de mostrar lo que siento, no como tú… Y me duele el saber que no hago tanto como tú haces for me. Like last night when we were on the verge of ... ... that! And I said no ... and not even know why, because I love Gio and ... - I was locking:
- And that's what matters ... - ended Gio:
And then he kissed me ... a lot more passionate kiss than usual. What I did not know was that this would be our last kiss ...
Alec Volturi:
Although the fund was buried I had enough pride that he felt it did not influence our study meeting. I also wanted to see it ... I need it, but knew she was not mine ... and Gio. God wanted her story!
Order a human employee to bring it to the castle. At the same time was in the back door of the castle. The clouds were gray and indigo, threatening to rain and completely hiding the sun. The breeze that circulated at that time was cold and my hair was slightly disheveled, but nothing mattered. Just hoping to see ... to feel the smell ... touch even if one thousandth of that body would never be mine. Never ...
Then I saw the black car close to the door. He stopped in front of me and the door slowly opened ...
Angela Messina:
As Alec had promised a car came to pick me up. I said goodbye My father and all my stuff I ride. A half hour later the car began to meander around an ancient cobbled streets and beautiful people did not know. There were many people, but it looked really active yet. Something really weird.
We ended up stopping in front of a huge castle ... strength or something. It was really huge, ancient stone. Down and saw Alec, I waited in the doorway. We said no word as we walked along the picturesque walkways until I said I walk into a room ... I guess that would be his room.
was quite pretty, yet quirky. But the truth is that he paid much decoration him, and I would not have imagined any other room. Felt like I looked weird ... and glared at me without stopping. At first I thought it was my bad side, because the effects and stress of the previous night were still painted on my face. But then I realized that it was not ... not yet had the nerve to ask.
We were immersed in the job for just over an hour. Alec felt weird to me ... I was too different, and not in the right direction. He kept sighing and looking at nothing with a look uncertain, with such pain in his eyes that I could not concentrate.
So when was I who was involved in my thought was he who asked me something really strange and difficult to answer:
- Do you love Gio, Angela? - mumble at me for almost the first time in the eye. I tensed and looked down quickly:
- do not know what is the question ... has nothing to do with the subject ... - try to get even. I did not know why but I was starting to get really nervous:
- Answer ... - whisper biting his lip with the serene expression:
- I ... Alec, of course you want. But it would be with him ... - I said embarrassed and confused. Irritated me talk about my feelings, as has always been:
- Why do you want? - mumble he is increasingly higher, as a kind of scream a warning. I shrugged:
- not by how ... ... - I added, trying not to talk more about it:
- He made you and yours, are you Angela? - Asked this time. I opened my eyes wide as he could not help myself red:
- What do you care! - Mumble irritably, - I do not understand those questions coming. First you treat me bad, then you go from me and now I wonder if I was deflowered Gio. You can not be well with people! - Responded angrily:
- just wanted to know if you had made the mistake of joining and with Gio! - Broke into the eyes staring angrily
- What do you care!, Also make love with Gio is not a bug! - Yell about to run out of there:
- Sure it is ... not good for you ... - said calmer baby-faced little angry. The truth was very cute ... No, I was angry with him!:
- But you realize the stupidity you just said! - Scream with her hands making a fuss:
- not stupid, he remarked:
- Oh come on! Gio is the sweetest person in this world. It is also the one I want and the one I want ever ... - I felt my heart a thousand miles per hour ... and I also headache:
- That's not true ... - he said, looking suddenly to the ground as if he had made a mistake in saying that out loud:
- do not - ask snorting:
- No ... - answered by pressing his hands choked strongly:
And then notice how her lips pressed hard against mine ...

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Angela Messina:
note At that moment a hand laid on my shoulder ... I quickly turn alarmed by that contact and then noticed a shadow behind me. I had to look very intently to see who it was, as my tears still clouding my view. Gio was behind me with a worried expression and a coat of black covers. For a moment I figured it was Alec, as the color of their clothing was very similar. But no, it was:
- Angela ... - he whispered as he sat beside me on the bench. I look up and down, but did not dare to touch me was as if he thought that his touch alone would make me get worse
- My father ... - I whispered in a feeble voice, unable to add anything else and occasionally hiccuping:
- What has become of it, Angela? - asked the outside itself:
- My father ... - repeated again - hit me ... - finalize simply
I could not help, frankly I would have done with anyone who was at my side. Hug him, hiding my head on his chest, because I needed love, needed to know that someone still loved me ... I was not alone, but the feeling of having lost my father even though my heart, and burn him, made him go up in flames . When I pressed her head against him, and I love to do it. He may have lost my father ... pain ... but I would always Gio, because I knew he wanted me ... and he never beat me ... I never miss it. Never:
- Are you hurt? - Gio asked as he passed his hands through my hair:
- No ... well, physical ... but I just feel so bad. I can not believe you did that ... - sob, starting to feel a little cold:
- Why did you hit? - Said more gently:
- My father took his girlfriend to dinner at home ... and not even notice me . Imagine my face when I saw her go, was so strange ... -:
- Your father has a girlfriend?! - he exclaimed with a tone higher:
- Yes ... and I was so petrified. I was as surprised as you ... - continue with the story - the woman began to ask things. I wonder why you and I pleased no answer ... It was nothing to ask me about my boyfriend! So off ... I started to say what I thought of it ... and then my father protected her before me ... hit me in the face with his hand. And then I did not even look, he stayed with that woman ... - note how the tears fell again, and grabbed me stronger Gio:
- Angela Sorry ... but I honestly do not think your father loves you aside. He loves you ... - I feel bad that I would be right, but continue without saying anything:
- No matter ... anyway ... do not come home - I said putting more straight, and now Gio could only hold on with one arm:
- Angela ... is reasonable. You can not leave the house, are very young and have nowhere to go. Not to mention of course, that your father never let you go on your side, "said Gio take the opposite:
- I do not ... ever return to my home I never! - Added flatly. Gio me closer to him and I lean on his shoulder, praying that understood my decision:
- Let's make one thing ... - Gio replied pleading tone, - passes this night at my house, and tomorrow when you wake up, thinking about this more calmly. You also need to rest, and these very wrong if you think I'll leave out all night, crying and dying of cold-down look a little embarrassed by my idea. Now I understood what it was pathetic:
- Gio course ... - I said as I got up and owe you a kiss on the cheek - you're right ... - he smiled with relief:
I took my hand and started to walk home ...
Alec Volturi :
could not sit still, so I kept pacing around my room. It was almost ten o'clock at night, and for nearly half an hour he had begun to feel a very strange feeling. Also could not stop thinking about Angela ... and that confused me even more. My opinion about it had changed since we met at the hospital. He had been honest with her, and I really did feel good. Angela really ... All made me feel good!
I was getting very nervous, and it echoed in my head. Angela ... Angela ... I needed her. Then I realized I wanted to say that feeling ... Angela was suffering ... I saw him clear at the time. Something was wrong, wrong.
Do not hesitate, I took my jacket and ran out of the castle. I never imagined that I would find ... no, never would have imagined ...
Angela Messina:
Gio's house was very similar to mine. Had more or less the same structure, only that his garden was full of trees. We walked along the cobbled stones until we came to the door. Gio take out the key from his pocket and opened while I wondered why there was so quiet at home.
entered and then a wave of warmth flooded my body. Her house was warm by the heating and I loved it. Look to all sides, but the whole house was dark, and as I said before, in total silence:
- Is there anyone in your house? - Ask:
- Gabriella is not at home ... Your friend celebrating a birthday, and luckily took the dog ... - I smiled to see the face of lemon that put the name Coco - and Mom and Dad are eating out ... - I could see how sad it is placed in naming their parents. I could not help, I approached him and take his hand, smiling,
- Come up! - I said, he smiled and began to climb the stairs.
When we got upstairs I motioned for me to hasten to its terms. I did so, enter and leave the door ajar. His room had not changed was the same dark blue and beech wood, the last time he had seen. I sat in bed and wait. A few minutes later entered Gio with a red nightgown. It was a very fine cloth, and the truth that was nice. He said I had bought for the trip that we would end of course, a couple of weeks later, but it seemed a good time to use. I went to the bathroom and change, the truth was quite small for this time of year, but it was better to sleep in street clothes. When I had also Gio pajamas, dark green, very nice. I think it was new and had never released:
- I come ... - mumbled before walking out the door, you go getting into the bed added:
I ignored him and I lie in bed, waiting to return. Not even me bother to undo it now had enough heat in the body. Gio few minutes later I go with something under his arm. A few seconds to realize that it was a sleeping bag in black. I looked surprised when I got up and left me sitting on the bed:
- What are you doing Gio? - Squinting ask:
- Sleep ... - answered simply as he lay on the ground:
- Oh no! - said getting up from bed and stood beside him, - if someone sleeps on the floor then I'll cross my arms, while Gio looked annoyed me:
- I will not allow a guest to sleep on the floor imitating added my position:
- not me who my Split boyfriend back by my fault, the narrowed eyes
- Angela, do not argue, you sleep in the bed. You know you should be ... - I shook my head:
- Gio ... please do not make me feel bad ... do something, we will lie both in bed. Is large ... - he opened his eyes and squeezed his hand slightly. Hawking before saying
- Really? - Ask the prey to perplexity:
- If "I nodded, smiled
Gio. And as we planned we got into bed. We did not sleep at first, that only talk about him and his father. He told me that at home did nothing to discuss, and Gabriella was locked in his room to mourn. He said he felt very bad because I really thought that her father cheated on their mother. There was even a time when I thought it would to really mourn. And I could not help but feel the need to comfort and embrace it. The truth was not a good idea, because I had been hugging just above it. Note his breath near the mine, and then note how I blushed. Her cheeks were stained red too, but stayed still. The truth was something I enjoyed in that posture:
- I love you ... - Gio whisper lie slid his hands down my cheek. I flinched at his touch:
- I love you ... - I said a few seconds later:
Y kiss me. He slid his hands all over my body and took me by the waist ... Alec Volturi
:
has traveled the road to get home from Angela. But there was nobody. It was the scent of Angela's father, that of herself and the woman who had been making out with Thomas in the park ... there mother! Angela had matting of his father. Glad I do not like a few weeks earlier. Sure, it had gone alone into the street and his father was looking for, because their aromas were on opposite paths. Do not hesitate, so I started running in the direction of the scent of Angela.
This was cut a few miles later, near the basketball court where he played Gio. I stood in front of a red brick house. Apparently he was not with people inside, but get a glimpse of a glimmer on the right side of the facade. Angela was there because the smell came out fired from inside the house. Do not hesitate, I climbed a tree and walked up to her window. I was so anxious that I left even a branch to climb. I peered through the window, and then I saw. I felt ... well, not really know what I felt ...
Angela Messina:
Gio could feel his lips around my neck, and all I did was gasp. Listen to a spacing of noise in the window, could be a branch fell, but I did not care, I was too excited to stop for anything. At the end I just Gio shirt crumpled on the floor. I did not even realize how happened, but I did not care. Kissed me ... and I kissed him. And I loved his hands on my body, and her lips and nails ... and my key in your chest when you bit my neck.
Then note their hands on the edge of the red gown. With a flick it out over me. I stayed in my underwear ... it was black with a little black lace around the edges. Gio kiss my mouth and then I got lying in bed. Kiss all the parts that were still in my body naked. My gut, my hips, my neck ... the neck ... Everything.
Suddenly I felt again the sound of a branch to break, only this time louder. Then, I saw a dry thud of something falling to the ground ... Do not pay more attention.
The continued kissing me for a few seconds, and notice how the manager had already removed his pants. I was so ... emmm ... "excited." More than I could control, and most of what I want. Because I was totally crazy, not thinking about what I did.
Everyone knew they passed me because of the adrenaline and heat at that moment fills my body. Chloe ... that would be at this time at home or with someone, (a boy), and probably would go crazy knowing that "I had thrown" Gio, a dad and that woman, as she had lost, and what I had to lose, I thought of my dead mother, and for the first time I really do not want to see me from heaven in Alec ... Alec, what would say if I looked like this?, "half naked, under Gio and non-stop panting?, I suppose it would horrified. The truth is that I imagined his face angel, young boy with a face and a kind of look of surprise. Your beautiful angel face ... in fact everything in it was beautiful. One moment ... why Alec was thinking while I was about to lie down for the first time with Gio!
Then I became aware of how nervous I was. I was scared, because I seemed to be doing something right. Because I was not ready, but I was so excited I could not stop. Wanted, but it locks me ... while still kissing Gio whole, and I liked it, but I was petrified, and Alec's face fills my mind. Then
Gio hands flew back to the clasp of my bra ... and then I woke up tense apart for him:
- No! - Cry away from him tearfully:
I became a ball trying to cover myself and gasping . Gio is stand still, also breathing hard, not knowing what to do because his eyes were confused and disbelief:
- Angela sorry ... did not want to hurt you ... - he clarified his voice breaking with devastating tone:
- No, you've hurt me ... - mumble - that I ... I ... - I could not speak more from the knot I felt in my throat:
- You're not ready ... - mumbled it while his arms around me slowly. Notice how I spent a blanket encouraged and supported her chin on my head, crushing the hair:
- No ... sorry ... - quieter whisper:
- No, do not have to ask forgiveness. We had to do it, but you should not get well, I would never force you to do something like this ... quiet ... - I nodded agreeing with him. Gio someone as good as I never push to do this:
- Yeah, thanks ... it is my first time and I, I have fear and I am very scared ... I do not want ... - babble senselessly struggling to give an answer:
- Eh ... quiet, you know you owe me an explanation. The first time I did it too was nervous, and Angela, I'll wait ... all it takes if you decide to do with me, but please calm down, I will not make anything that you do not want. If he did what he did was because I thought you wanted, "I said and I spend my nightgown Gio. I wore it while he still shaking also stuffed the shirt and pants.
We ended up sleeping, hugging me and I had already calmed down. The truth had hit me a scare. I knew she was not ready to lose her virginity to Gio, but I wanted, and hoped soon to do someday.
But still, despite everything, still in my head wandered the charming and childlike face of Alec ... and that confused me, but I liked it. It was the last I saw before falling asleep. Alec Volturi
:
I was not able to see much more, so off the tree without worrying if I did or not noise. Even reliving in my head what I had seen a moment ago ... Gio and Angela ... Angela and Gio ... kissing, naked in his bed. I wanted to kill Gio to touch her, because no one plays! Why Angela was mine, and I care ... but it was too late, because now he had lost. Gio
Because I already had because it was his mental and physical. Why he had ... he had defiled their souls joining in that way. Why Angela would never belong to me, because he had lost. Now she loved Gio, and why?, Because he had been good from the beginning, not like me ... I had lost my own stupidity. And I was dying despite my condition.
walked to my house, though my life is no longer made sense. And now he was convinced of one thing: I loved Angela Messina.

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Angela Messina:
My eyes were half closed as I father drove at high speed to school. That morning he had to get up early again, because today was the day: Today was the birthday of my father. I was up early to prepare a good breakfast, and it had already given him his gift. It was a new PDA, always wanted one since I was a lover of order, but never decided to buy it, as it was quite "caught" with the economic issue. The truth that I really liked because he was very happy, (it had better, because that unit had cost me more than three months to save a good part of my pay). To get to school I got off the car and grabbed my backpack.
Chloe was at the door. When he saw me he smiled and approached me running. He gave me a hug, and I could see as far as not smell of snuff. I smiled slightly happy for her:
- Happy Birthday Mr M! - while my father cry it accelerated and disappeared around the corner. Entities out of sight I could see his eyes put blank:
- You look horrible ... - blame her. The falsely smiled before adding,
- Thanks Chloe, I love you ... - they chuckled and grabbed my arm:
Just when we were going to start walking to class someone stood in front of us. Take a moment to check that it was Alec. This time leave without her sister. I noticed something different, especially in the way of looking at me, did not seem to hate me now, just looking at me like she did not know where to start. Look at Chloe, who was standing by my side and watching him is to know how to proceed:
- Angela ... - Alec whispered to my attention:
- Yes? - Ask a little disoriented by the strange and appealing kindness:
- Yesterday we were talking about it Friday, you know, you'd come to my house to do the work ... - nodded quickly:
- Yes, of course, "he licked his lips before to keep talking:
- emmm do not think that you lack direction, "he said. I look surprised. Sure, sure did not want him to stay, all this kindness was a farce. I sighed a little embarrassed. I really wanted to spend time with the ... ups ... the truth should not have thought so:
- Oh ... - told stunned:
- send someone to fetch you. My house is far away and not readily available find it ... - I opened my eyes, not believing what he said. Notice how Chloe gave me some blows on the shoulder, as if she had been for a sospesa:
- Sure ... - answered with his eyes wide open. The continued with his face inscrutable:
- Your only worry of being ready to six-thirty in the afternoon. I'll give your address and take charge of my home on time, I felt very calm when he said:
- According ... - answer:
- Well, okay ... and we ... - added doubt on how to end:
- Goodbye ... - mumble with my mouth open while he was away for school entrance: Chloe and I
until we were looking at him through the door. Then we looked at each other. I recognized the disbelief in the features of my friend, and a few seconds later I realized that it was a kind of reflection of my own expression:
- Fence ... - so added to the exaggerated tone Chloe:
- If it is very strange ... . I do not know why it is so nice to me, "she shrugged and started walking to class:
- I think ... - mumbled doubtfully:
- What? - Ask encouragingly:
- I think it may have for others look bad, but for these gorgeous ... - his voice was a breath of wind. The look and I could see the gentleness y sinceridad que había en su cara. No había risa ni burla:
- ¡No digas tonterías!- dije:
- Es cierto- repitió ella con el mismo tono convincente,- te miraba como si… como si fueras hermosa. A ver Ángela, no es que seas fea, eres muy guapa, pero los otros días donde tenias mejor aspecto no te miraba así. Era como si te quisiera comer o algo parecido…- baje la mirada y entre en clase, sin contestar a la pregunta:
Las clases pasaron tranquilas, hasta que al fin terminaron. Alec se mostro amable durante todo el rato, e incluso se despidió cordialmente de mi cuando me dirigí a la puerta para volver a casa, sin Chloe, ya que ella debía quedarse haciendo una especia de curso sobre computer.
I got home and again at the same time, I closed the windows you had open my father, I ate, I turned on the computer, did homework, showering me t me change clothes. I put some space but comfortable at the same time, to celebrate the "feast" of my father. Although of course, only two of us would eat, I did not put anything in space. Tight pants pale yellow with small shiny black shoes. At the top I wore a cream-colored blouse and a jacket over black patent leather. Finish fix father just as I entered the door, on time, just six of seven in the evening.
I ran to greet him and he seemed happy. I was helping to prepare the pasta he was cooking. More than once I was about your clothing to food. Just when everything was ready, at about nine or so (yes, I take long to cook, but we had to prepare the dough and everything) Antonio Maquiel call my father. This went to talk with him upstairs, so you will not hear. Puff ... I was curious to know what was happening was the father of Gio ... but of course, Dad would tell me no, never betray a friend. Suddenly the doorbell rang.
I started walking towards the door, wondering who might be at that hour. Take the handle in his hands and opened. She was a woman of approximately 38 or 40 years. She was tall and had black hair in a ponytail she dropped her hair is cascading down the side of his chest. Her tan skin almost dark eyes and very cheerful. She wore black leather boots and a casual dress gray and black. The notice for a few seconds hesitant, not knowing she did not speak and confined to observe:
- Hi, I confused:
- Hello, "she said smiling. I stared some more. That girl that was rare because it was planted there:
- Want something? - Ask a bit cross about his passivity. She smiles charmingly as he nodded:
- Veras I'm Camilla. I came here because ... - but his sentence was interrupted:
My father stood behind me and I will look. The fixed his eyes on the nervous woman, and grabbed my shoulder. Made to move back to back and gestured to that as "Camilla" to place him inside. I watched in amazement as she obeyed him and closed the door behind him, thus leaving in the middle of our lobby. Look at my father confused, but I could not discern anything in his eyes, and was stunned that even watching it. The room was silent a few long seconds. Camilla then broke the silence
- Congratulations Thomas ... - whisper looking at my father with eyes more typical of a helpless puppy that of a woman of her size:
- Thank Heaven ... - answered the hint. One moment ... heaven?, "My father had just called the lady heaven? I opened my eyes as the air was freezing inside. Something was wrong:
- emmm ... stop ... forgiven - I mumble - but I'm not aware of anything ... - I shook my head to show my confusion:
They looked at each other, and appeared to exchange information for a few seconds. I watched them helplessly, because it really did not understand what was happening. I did not understand this ability as mysterious or anything like what was going on in the minds of these two adults
- Angela ... - whisper my father as I rubbed the shoulder
- What? - answered anxious:
- This is Camilla ... - answered
- I know, "interrupted trying to hurry:
- She ... well, she is my girlfriend ... - said slowly,
I stayed static, facing the wall without knowing what to do. Still could not believe what I just said. My father, my father! going out with someone. I pressed my lips to not start to mourn, because in that moment a huge avalanche of ideas crossed my mind without any control. On the one hand irritated me so much I had hidden, because if I was sure that all the strange things he had seen in him during the recent weeks had caused the woman: the perfume, hours later, her routine now weaker, even had pink gloss on her cheek, and above that girl was wearing at that very moment. On the other hand could not help but feel bad simply because the idea that my father now have a partner. I always thought that he loved my mother more than anything is in the world, and their suffering by his death did not reach limits, and now was that his pain was not even close as I had imagined. I dated someone, an unknown woman, a woman who was my mother ... my mother!, She would do if she saw her husband, the person he loved in the arms of another, ... a stupid one. I wanted to start his head, to tell clogging and could never take the place of my mother ... but the words would not come out, I was like petrified to move ... that terrible idea of \u200b\u200bhaving a stepmother
- Oh ... - was the achieved only mumble
- Well emmm ... let's have dinner, or at the end to stay cold-ad trying to illuminate his face, which remained confused and sad to me:
- Yes, "said Camilla with the same tone of voice. I just nodded, not wanting to continue the conversation:
And we all sat at the table. I felt very angry when "this" is where he should have sat sat my mother, but I did nothing, just sit in my room while my father serbia food, (her first and my then) fists clenching and swallowing my rage, which made my throat burn like fire.
not just the food tasted, just limit myself to move it from side to side of the plate trying to find a way to seem less food, but in the end remained the same. A new concern groove my mind. Now I was terrified, terrified at the idea that this woman wanted to separate my family only me, or just hurt, because my father had a good economic situation and that could prompt it to steal and worse, as from heart. Damn, my father was my only family, and if in the end gave me aside for that woman would not know what to do. It would be my order:
- good angel "and that this in school? - Camilla suddenly asked me out of my trance. The look with scowling, altered by warm tone that dared to use me:
- Well ... - mumble a shrug as he drank a glass of water:
- Do you study the branch of science or letters? - ask again. It was really heavy and it seems a bit silly, as it should have been enough to know that my face did not want to talk to her:
- Science ... - repeated slowly like last time:
- Camilla study in the field of letters ... - "my father trying to break the ice - and now teaches literature at a school nearby,"
- Great ... - try to look nice, but not I got it all:
- Well, changing the subject ... your dad told me you have a boyfriend ... What's it going? - drop the fork on the plate at that. I just ask about my private life ...:
- I do not think it matters much, "I said sharply, watching the two was becoming rare surprise:
- Angela, do not talk like that ... - rebuked my father angry. On top of protecting it:
- Well, I I decide as I speak, I also do not tell me what happens with Gio, is just a stranger ... - added furious, but without looking at my father
- I'm sorry I did not want to bother ... - Camilla said by way of sorry, but my stubbornness and my anger would not let me be rational and let out the first stupidity that came to my mind:
- Quiet ... that's nothing to me and bothered me just with your presence ... - I said dryly as he looked first After my father's eyes. There was something strange, as disappointment ... and that made me feel very bad and almost put me to mourn:
- Angela, you're going ... - "my father and his" girlfriend " under the gaze:
- Sure ... I thought so. I'm going with her, poor thing ... but then, my feelings do not matter at all ... - my father looked me question:
- Of course I care about your feelings, "my father offended. But I was very angry over what they could control, was about to explode:
- What if? - Asked as I stood up and looked at him angry - if they really were so hidden that were not open to that during weeks. Besides that you bring to my home and puts it ahead of me, not to mention that pretend to understand all this as if nothing ... but no Daddy, you know why. I'm freaking out! - I despair. He also rose:
- Angela, is not so difficult to understand ... - said trying to convince me as we approached to yell from more mint:
- do not you, not ... for me is a bit stronger than find yourself replaced by that woman breast desperate added again:
- That woman has a name, called Camilla and deserves your respect, "he said this time more angrily:
- Well, okay ... well then Camilla. But tell me ... what a woman deserves respect for trying to break a family? - Said
- She does not try to separate Angela! - Said my father raised his voice:
- Well, I think that if that woman ... is a fool. Look at smiling and being part of this charade. She never replace Mom! - Finally scream. Then I felt like a hand hit me hard on the right cheek:
Thomas Messina:
not even know how I could. But Angela was screaming and I know he had a point that was killing me, so hard hit in the face. She backed away confused and lost sight. Look at my hand as if it had been his fault and see my daughter again. He was a part of the face red and his eyes were bright, with small drops of water in some parts. He looked at me blankly, as he climbed the hand and rested as I had beaten few seconds ago. Camilla
had risen by a huge roar with the chair and watched the two with worry and guilt. I stood still for a few seconds while my daughter, my daughter looked at me like a stranger. I felt the same feeling as when I lost my wife, as if he just lost a loved one, like smoke to be in his hands, with which you can not do anything. And just because of me, because I'm stupid and opened his hand, letting the steam go away. Because in the end the lies just falling, and this had crushed me completely:
- Angela ... - I whispered softly as he tried to approach her:
But Angela back scared, helpless watching my hand that I just wanted to comfort her, but she actually felt dangerous. I was afraid of me, I was scared ... as he had been able to stick it ... it was a monster, an abuser, and worse, someone who made her loved ones to stay away from the stupid:
- Angela, please ... - I prayed again trying to hold her, but she slipped from my arms:
He ran out the door and heard a few seconds after the entry closing tightly. Hear his footsteps as he ran desperately down the asphalt and sobs, which tore the air like knives. And I left there, I would not what to do ... helpless because he had just hit her. Then note as a cold hand grabbed me mine, look at my hands and saw it was Camilla. She cried, cried a lot and seemed to be so indecisive like me
- Sorry ... - whisper as she hugged me. Notice how shivering
- Elisa that I promised never pay ... that would respect and would never hurt ... I promised ... - I like a zombie:
- It was not your fault ... you miss is the hands ... - I shook my head as he added:
- It's all my fault, my daughter hates me now ... - mumble as I sat in my chair and covered my face with a hand
- No ... she does not hate you. Let's see, you have to do is clarify things with her. I knew it was not a good idea what's coming, I knew I'd like to see ... - spit it:
- We should not hide it ... never been easier ... opened - I tried to repair the bad words of my actions:
- No, you're right, we should never lie. But now we can not do anything, just trying to fix things ... - nodded
- Yeah ... I'll go look ... - I said as I got up and buttoned his jacket ponies:
- I will help you ... - Camilla said a little Animated:
- No Heaven ... - I said, - you go home, let me talk to her before she will see you again. It will be easier and not be altered more ... - I said as he opened the door
- Are you sure? - Camilla said a little discouraged because they can not entrust the error:
- If ... - I added before running off to find my Angela. But I would learn later that night, she would not return home.
Angela Messina:
I do not know how long I was running, but only stop when my body could take no more. I drop in a black bank that was on the sidewalk and kept crying. My face was frozen by the night wind, and tears made the notice totally soaked, but the cold was the least of my problems.
I could not believe my father had hit me ... it was so unreal, despite still feeling pain in my cheek prayed that this was not true. That was a nightmare and I wake up and I would eat pasta at my father's space on the day of his birthday ... but no, this was real, and now I had run away from home and had no intention of returning ... My father
I have tried and hated by the woman that ... the truth is that happened to me, but ... it was unbearable to think that my father did not love my mother, my own mother, and now I would forget and I would to give her side for a goddamn I had met a few weeks ago and was commissioned to hide. I let out a sob
serious as I cringed about myself and covered my face with his hands. I did not want to live anymore, no, I did not wanted to go with my mother, to go with my mom! For her to give me love, because obviously my father did not give it to me. At the same time notice how a hand laid on my shoulder ...

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Well, I hope you like it and I regret having taken so long to climb, but was bundled, in addition, the cap is quite long!
Well, I hope you want to know who it is that grabs you arm ... WAJAJAJAJAJA ...!!! Kisses and comment
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316.-They approach the Golden Jubilee of the CMFB VIII

is so important to us the celebration of the Golden Jubilee that I can not delay another day to follow up some income in this blog, it seems easy to do but takes time and dedication.
We will soon celebrate the 50 anniversary of the promotion of the CMFB VIII, and as a religious ritual, as renewed devotion to the Mosque or the Great Church to which we approach every year, this time for the fiftieth time, to cool off and drink the life-giving water that we can only find in the halls of our beloved school, which by way of migratory birds come here from different parts of the world because it is true that after leaving their classrooms, fate brought us to places as distant or we would have suspected. And no matter how far as we are, let our routine activities, even for a momentary reunion, and this again case for promotion VIII. It is a date that marks half a century have left the classroom formally bolognesinas and look forward to celebrating it deserves.
In recent months we have left to prepare with great enthusiasm, with the greatest devotion to the greater brotherhood, to friendship as ever, with increased experience with the maturity that only give the years, we are preparing for this 7 June is coming.
So from this place, I call for us to get in touch with who we have appointed to coordinate and represent, in Lima, Arequipa or any of our representatives, or comrades, I'm sure channel know any suggestions or concerns. I think it's important
tell everyone how you can help, for this reunion is truly exceptional, worthy of remembrance, or to suggest how they would like to hold this time we have to celebrate anniversary. We all have to be participants to this festival looks shiny.
ideas is needed, but also requires funds to carry out, action is required and encouragement and persistence. Of the initial proposals have a consensus to be feathering the main streets of Arequipa that lead to college. It is intended to decorate and distribute balloons to attendees with reference to our anniversary. It is also thought that at a time when our promotion parade You can make paragliding or hang gliding bearing our logo or offerings to our patron Colonel Bolognesi, finally are ideas that if we propose and coordinate that seem difficult yet become a reality if we put all the effort that is required.
For the month of December I am preparing a calendar closely linked to our experiences of these 50 or more years. And it can be enriched by their contributions photography, videos and suggestions. Be easy to print and if we could agree to each of us. For that we have to have your updated address and other information requested by the Road of Life. " May not be another opportunity to update data and would ants lost comrades that follow its independent path and only chance we will learn when you can not enjoy their friendship. (Anecdotes are, and you may also know them)
photographs were tired but has enriched the projected gold DVD, if you do get some unpublished even before the CMFB, or post photos, you can understand the sending any of the partners in general or Pedro Bernal in Arequipa and Lima, Lucho Cuba that is our correspondent or this blogger (www.exCMFB.blogspot.com eduardent@hotmail.com we're on the committee drafting the GOLD DVD. If you do not have time, sure we appoint a committee to collect information USB or otherwise. JENA

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Alec Volturi:
After chatting with Aro and the court had given Alessia went to hunt some humans outside of Volterra. Just feed me two humans, a couple of girls who were walking alone on the street more than twelve at night. Then I returned to my room and locked myself there. I was thinking all night on what to do, putting my ideas, which were crazy traveling through my head. As for what it really felt for Angela (yes, I recognized that this was something human, but it was not exactly), I could not clarify anything, but acknowledge it was a step. After concluding that it was best to go see Gio, to make sure he was still alive. Would have to apologize to him if he wanted a chance to get to know Angela and finally clarify those feelings that made no sense to me, and all they did was going crazy and confuse my thoughts.
At eleven o'clock I left the castle, walk slowly to the nearest hospital to school, ask for it, but was not there. I started worrying, what if he had died ", but fortunately or unfortunately for me the nurse told me that" Giorgio Maquiel " was in the hospital for Vendetta Street, near the sports hall where he had played a day earlier. After I learned of the news out of there and walk more lightly this time to my destination. All things eventually come to the two-thirty. When the smell of blood bothered me a lot, but do not let that sidetrack me from my primary mission.
gave me the room number and walk to it. When I take a deep breath and opened the door slowly. Gio was in bed with a white band in the eyebrow and the eye cream on the small screen TV that hung on the wall. Angela was at his side, sitting in a chair and hunched, with legs up. Read a magazine distracted, not paying attention to basketball game broadcast in that time. He had a very large dark circles in the eyes, probably because they had spent the night at the seedy couch. I could give a much better bed ... What would give you a bed, but I cared about your health? I shook my head. Both
I looked at the same time. Gio was left gaping at me, forgetting for a moment the game. Angela stayed with the stony stare, staring, his eyes dark with piercing eyes, as a huge ice daggers. I took a step to enter the room and closed the door behind me. Wait a few seconds, during which I was nervous, very rare thing in me
- Hello ... - I said softly, trying to be nice:
- Hello ... - Gio answered with one voice. The Angela and I watched, waiting for his greeting, but she was looking down, and as the seconds passed both realized that he had no intention of being kind:
- How about these? - Ask quickly, ashamed to worry about a human :
- Well ... - he hesitated a moment before answering, - well, this evening I give the hot ... - nodded slightly safer:
- I go outside, "said Angela as she stood, - and will let you talk in peace ... - Gio approached and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. Look the other way a little upset and she left the room, being careful not to approach me. I rolled my eyes:
As she closed the door behind me closer to the bed of Gio. Turning off the television and stare at me, standing straight:
- Why did you come? - Ask the folding his arms, with an indefinite reaction space:
- I owe you an apology ... - muttered feeling so pathetic to show with a mortal
- Really? - asking sarcastically
- Si-answer quickly - I should not hit you ... - Gio nodded, his face around more formal:
- cause I'll push you at first ... but finally did not do anything. I started, so I feel it too ... -:
- Sure, "I said as an acceptance of his apology:
- I do not want you to come to mourn Angela ... - he said with a threatening tone, which surprised me - you have to do is work together, and it can not be avoided. But I do not know what is what you said yesterday, this rare, and this sad ... - nodded:
- Of course ... - I said, and I felt weird because part of me was worried about Angela ... it had affected both of his mother?:
The room was filled of silence, an awkward silence. Silence that I knew would not end for that visit. I gestured with his hand in farewell Gio, and he imitated me as he took command of the television and put on TV again. Listen to how a player scores a basket as he walked through the door.
Angela Messina:
I could not believe that Alec was there. For one thing irritated me that the face would show up here after I left her alone with Gio unconscious, but could not help thinking that his appearance would have been a brave thing. I was a little worried about leaving him alone with Alec, maybe hit him again, but after thinking a bit I realized that it was absurd to believe that Alec would pay Gio in a hospital.
I lean on the wall opposite the room. I was very tired, and my eyes stung by the dream, definitely have slept on that couch I had not sat at all well. Also, I still felt sad about what Alec had told me, bad memories of my mother fills my head like red-hot chips. I pressed my phone in my pocket, and I decided it best to do something to kill time. Take the phone and started looking at the agenda I was interested in number, scroll down to point C and then you find the name I wanted:
- Yes? - Chloe answered on the other side of the phone. His voice was animated as always
- Hi Chloe, I'm Angela ... -:
- Angie! - She said:
- If I answered:
- Gio How about this? - Mumble concerned:
- Well, this last week you are discharged. Just had a concussion. I think you remain a scar on his eyebrow ... - notice how Chloe let out a small chuckle:
- Think of it like Angela, the guys with scars are sexy ... -:
- Of course, if Chloe ... - said giving the reason:
- Angi said it:
- What? - answer me confused as I sat in a chair wearing black people to wait to be able to visit the sick:
- ¿Gio no se ha quedado tonto?- sabía que intentaba hacerme reír, ya que en toda nuestra conversación telefónica no había mostrado signos de estar animada. Pero mi única respuesta fue:
- No…- dije tristemente con un suspiro:
- Bueno cielo, me has llamado en un mal momento. Voy a entrar al cine con mi prima Elisa, que ha venido de España a hacerme una visita-:
- Vale Chloe, hablamos luego…- dije apenada porque mi distracción fuera a desaparecer:
- Vale cielo… dale recuerdos a Gio,- y colgó:
Me quede con muchas ganas de contarle que Alec había estado allí, pero con todas las prisas se me había olvidado comentárselo. Gio y Alec llevaban more than 5 minutes in the room and ask me what they were talking. A few seconds later, and as fast as if a genie granted me the wish Alec had left the room for Gio. I was very nervous about this situation, so I started walking quickly, looking down to the door.
But then notice how a hand grabbed me by the arm. Had felt the hand before, it was hard, and low temperature even pierced my jersey he wore, but this time it hurt me. I picked up strongly, yes, but felt no pain, I liked the hard contact and cold. I turned and I ran through the eyes of Alec, watching me carefully. I is watching spellbound, go ... I never realized how beautiful they were. His eyes were tinged with a spacing of brown very much alive, I could almost have said that they were red. I could not tell they meant well, but there was a time when I thought I saw a blue flash spacing, as if they had been soaked for a few milliseconds in a color cyan sea
- I think we should talk ... - he whispered. I stuck a rebound, his voice was different, was softer and there was no aggression in it:
- What? - Ask a little stunned even by its former tone. I did not realize, but my voice was pretty cool:
- About what happened yesterday, just before it hit a Gio ... - lower eyes to hear that. Had really regret in his voice:
- What do you want?, Talk to the poor girl without a mother to let her back on the floor? - I said sarcastically. His face froze and felt like my eyes hopelessly soaked with tears, but I held back and stayed there:
- No ... I wanted to ask forgiveness. He had no right to say anything like that, I act like an idiot. I think maybe I was just jealous ... -:
- Alec ... - whisper surprised at what I had left the sentence. He continued, perhaps a bit annoyed because I interrupted:
- I do not I have parents ... - whisper it - they just been left to me and Jane when we were very small. Jane and I were alone and a large family adopted us. Not that we were wrong, but I always think that the reason some parents abandon you just like that ... - look at his face. I was sad, very sad, and this tormented him:
- The feel ... - muttered, not knowing what to say. He just shrugged his shoulders a bit annoying:
We looked for a few seconds. I did not realize what his face looked angelic until then, seemed a little sad cherub. I do not know why, but I felt the momentum of embrace, and I did. I do not know if it was a mistake or a success, but then I gave equal time, I felt so much sympathy, helplessness, wanting to forget everything bad and her face reflected in a happy little angel. We surround the neck and stand still, the principle also to stand still.
Slowly his arms around me, too strong for a boy his age, or too much for what appeared to be weak. He was as cold as your hand, and even harder than rock, but I like ... I loved it. I felt comfortable, and it was as if he were not to let anything pass me wrong, though I knew that was what I would be arrogant to me as a shield if something attacked us:
- Let's meet on Friday to do the job? - he asked. I rolled my eyes en blanco aunque él no movió. Yo le mostraba mi apoyo y él pensaba en los deberes. Bueno, supongo que no estaba acostumbrado a que la gente fuera así de cariñosa con él:
- Vale… pero esta vez en tu casa…- él se puso rígido unos instantes, pero después se relajo:
- Claro… ven a las seis. Mañana te daré la dirección en el colegio…- sonreí ante esa idea, la verdad que ahora sí que me apetecía pasar tiempo con él, ¡Al final tenía un lado sensible y todo!:
- Claro… yo llevare mi ordenador porta…- pero mi frase fue interrumpida:
En ese instante la hermana de Gio venía hacía aquí. Replicaba sobre hospitals, and why not let her go with her puppy. Around the corner stands still watching. Suddenly, as if we were both aware that we were doing something wrong we parted, and two imams with the same polarity. Alec said nothing more. I glanced quickly away and disappeared, gliding like a shadow through the aisles. Gabriella
stare frowning, not knowing whether to trust me and I really wanted a brother or run away and tell Gio that was cheating with the guy who had sent him to hospital. Eventually and to my luck, it'll take the 1 st Choice:
- Doctors have said my brother and you can go, so do you dress ... - he said smiling as he gave me a hug. Was very affectionate with me, but his brother was really cold. Just the opposite of Gio, sweet as honey:
- Okay, I'll tell you ... - I said smiling and touching her hair. Watch where Alec was gone and I knew that I would like my hand was still holding me:
- Angela ... - Gabriella said to my attention:
- Yes? - Replied without taking his eyes from where he had,
- Do you kiss my brother? ... - let out a laugh and look, had a lot of disgust on his face:
- Somos novios Gabri, of course we kissed ... - She snorted in disgust:
- Yuck! - and ran out he had come. I smiled and thought that at least would give and to watch that the subject of your dog happy, because now his head would be infested with images of kissing between Gio and I:
Enter the room and informs him that work could Gio go. I wait outside and went in 10 minutes. Even wearing the white band on the eyebrow, and so serious for much longer. Alec was actually harder than I imagined. Helena was gone, instead we took home her husband. More recently his marriage was wrong and avoided overlap. As my father told me Helen thought it was Antonio affair with someone, and that ultimately was very mysterious, always came home late and seemed to be asleep all the time. But my father did not know what was wrong. When asked who had been told to Helena overnight, and when she asked him he said he had been with my father, had long had ceased to believe, but decided not to investigate but, at least my father.
I left my house at seven in the evening, just as the sun was setting and indigo clouds threatening to rain or snow spring. Gio kissed me, and that surprised me, since I did not like being so "loving" with him when my father was with us. Gabriella let out a "yuck!" At bajinis and Antonio did not even flinch, he looked at the street probably thinking about the discussions that would have with his wife to get home, because it really seemed resigned to take a mysterious secret to the grave .
Between my house and my father was sitting on the sofa gave me a kiss and told him I was going to sleep, she was tired, but still go to school tomorrow because they do not want to miss more class. I caught the scent of feminine perfume when I approached him, but do not ask anything, because I had no strength.
I went to bed quickly after putting on pajamas. Set your alarm clock and I screw between sheets, prepared to sleep well if only a few hours.

While Angela had been in the hospital that afternoon, one of the rooms in the house ...
Messina Thomas stroked her arm at his side in bed. She smiled and enjoyed that caress. He felt a little cold because his body was covered only by a small group of candy-colored lingerie. Thomas saw that her companion felt a chill took the blanket that was curled at his feet and slowly stop it, with affection, almost as sweet as the son of his colleague and now his daughter's boyfriend:
- I must go and ... - whispered the woman with a worried voice:
- Camilla Oh! Stay a while longer ... - beg Angela's father as he kissed her gently on her lips, then down his neck and shoulder:
- Your daughter will come soon ... - mumbled it while I could not help smiling at her boyfriend's kisses :
- True, the reason he gave as he left her slightly:
The look in your eyes, and I can not help but feel a little sick. Not only by being there with her, the fact that he seemed to be betraying his wife, the woman he had loved all his life and his heart, but was now dead. He also felt sorry for concealing that her daughter was now in a hospital. Because he knew that Angela did not do him any good that now come out with Camilla. But is he now loved Camilla!
had met one evening at a business lunch. His co-worker had failed so it was going badly. Then he saw entering the door, with that golden-colored suit that contrasted with her light brown skin, her hair in a ponytail annealing, which made him look cool. Without two pounds of makeup on your face, like the rest of the women who were there, just with a little gloss bright pastel pink, sweet ...
She had been the same, Katy, his colleague had also failed. So they talked and then gave the phones. Still remembered the joy he felt when he heard his voice on the phone, saying he could be someday. Time left and did the rest, and now, now they had more than two months together, going out, seeing on the street or in her house when the cold was unbearable. Or even in the house of Thomas when his daughter was out. Two months of happiness, two months of lies he was eating when she saw her daughter. Like when Angela saw that pink glow on his cheek, was obviously bright Camilla, that had given him a goodbye kiss staining and face.
not noticed, but while he thought that Camilla was dressed. Now I had jeans, black shirt and boots the same color encased in his body, as before. He imitated and quickly put on his pants. It is steel and kissed her. Then look into her eyes, and first turned to see something sad about them, something that made her feel bad, something that was killing it that will not share with him. Saw love, true love and then had no doubt
- Camilla ... - she smiled
- Yes? Sky-Thomas sigh before speaking
- Tomorrow is my birthday. I thought maybe you could come and celebrate together ... - Camilla happiness dissipated for a moment, with surprise and fear in his face,
- But Thomas ... your daughter ... - whisper worried - let alone pretend not your birthday ... - Thomas smiled to reassure
- Do not be left alone ... have dinner together. Angela ... you and me - she hesitated before adding:
- You think it's a good idea? - Asked worried. But Thomas distinguished himself in his eyes had a new dream:
- If, yes. It is time for my daughter to know you, Camilla. You are very important to me and I love you. I feel like become part of my life, in all aspects, she hug kissed:
- Are you sure? - she asked again more lively than before:
- Fully ... - said smiling
Then she walked to the living room couch and grabbed her purse. He gave a fleeting kiss to Thomas before heading out the door:
- Goodbye gordi-humming it before you leave:
- Cam ... Goodbye - Thomas replied happily:
But what they both did not know was that this decision had been taken about moments before would not bring joy but sorrow. Pain for the little girl who would some minutes later in the same house, too late to see the woman with a radiant smile on his face out of that, how much thought I wanted to Thomas and that this idea would work. I did not know how to wrong.

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Alec Volturi:
- What have you done ?...- Angela said feebly and leaving the crystal tears back of his eyes, trying to revive Gio, who was lying on the floor and a trickle of blood still silent on the eyebrow. That made me a little thirsty, so my eyes became blacker and the smell of angels burning my throat much more than bodies:
not know what to do, was more than obvious that I had passed. Not that I would have bet, had escaped me the truth ... I was getting nervous and I did not like a human, let him tell me what I should or should not do. But I still felt bad, not because it has caused death almost Gio, still breathing hard on the ground, but by doing that Angela be sad. Why do I care about your feelings! I rummaged in my room and made as sense that it occurred to me after having disobeyed the order not to kill ring in school.
I started walking toward the exit of the school. I jump classes ... but I did not feel able to face what he had done. My brain was full of confusion ... and it was normal. Usually kill a few humans to the week and I do not care if I even flinch. But stick to one and I feel the worst?, Was not normal. Vi
glancing hysterical as Angela pulled his mobile from his pocket, with the anguish and disappointment on her face nailed to see that I walked away without being involved in that dramatic scene. Setting a three-rapid stick figures and the device to the ear. A few seconds later a female voice, kind and sweet to reply quickly. Angela told him what had happened, but said at no time had hit someone, only had a hit in the head. He added the address and hung up quickly with a "hurry up, please."
last thing I saw before her run was stroking her face and Gio concerned inert. He was still alive, because I listened to his heart, and did not know how much it would complicate my life later ...
Angela Messina:
The smell of hospital I was dizzy. She sat in a chair black waiting room, with dazzling white lights on the face and the white walls hovering over me. The nurses passed quickly by me, without paying any attention. Had ceased to hope that some of them give me information about Gio, so let's get stiff every time I saw a white coat in front of me. Gio's mother had arrived a few minutes, with little Gabriella together. His face was more serious than usual. They sat next to me and not ask Me anything, seeing he had no desire to talk.
I felt empty, but not only by the fact that I feel responsible for the accident Gio, but Alec, if a large party for him, which was not logical considering how he had behaved. Gio had struck in the head and then was gone without even deigning to help. I was so worried about ... but Alec Gio occupied most of my thoughts, so I felt bad about myself.
Suddenly they had lost track of time as it was there, a man in his sixties, shy smile and white beard that made him look friendly and with a doctor's gown he stood before us. The three got up and the doctor gave us a look reassuring:
- Giorgio Maquiel okay ... - I released the air like a plastic bag filled with oxygen, closed my eyes and smiled weakly. I could see the reaction of my companions was similar - just had a shock at the heavy blow that he fell. We have had to give some points on the eyebrow, but it'll be fine. We will keep watching until tomorrow to make sure that does not suffer more relapses, "he explained in a calm voice:
- Thanks ... - sound like Maquiel Helena whispered, rubbing his hands still prey to the nervousness that had suffered a few minutes before:
The doctor walked away with the joy and the recognition of having done a good job in his face drawn. We stayed a few seconds of silence, But then, Gabriella's voice broke in my mind:
- Spend your ... - whisper as I touched his arm with one of his hands - he is awake or asleep ... want to see you - look at Helen, who nodded slowly, smiling:
- If ... happens, and while we will call others to say that all is well ... - a little quieter nodded and said goodbye to them as I turned toward the patient rooms: 5 doors
Pass All the same, the same pale green, which gave them a touch morbid. Varied only the number, and just when I got the 358 number I stopped. Do not call, knowing it was not necessary. I opened the door slowly, and I peered through the doorway. The room was very ordinary, had a bed of white metal bars, a black couch, a couple of tables, a door to the bathroom and a small window on the right. The walls were white and the floor was lined with sand-colored gray platelets. He looked quite bleak.
Then you look at her. I was on the small bed of white bars, which at that time was bent upward to allow Gio keep fairly vertical posture. He was a little pale face and his left eyebrow was covered with a small band of ivory. Smiled at me slightly, so tired I immediately I approached him
- How are you? - ask irregularly as I stood beside him and I stopped to see the small gap:
- I guess it hit me ... this kid a beating ... - silence fills the room:
tried to find words to express what I felt sorry for having put in that commitment, a word that might help you not go through such horrible consequences related directly to me that something had caused him. But then he said something that left me completely stunned:
- Sorry ... - watch his eyes while getting a look of surprise:
- What? - Whisper while all my planning is coming down as poorly constructed pillars:
- Sorry ... - he repeated, - I am useless ... I could not even protect yourself from that fool when I did mourn. I am a rubbish boyfriend ... - this time it was he who under the gaze embarrassed:
Then I felt so bad I felt the immediate need for comfort, so take your face in his hands and gave him a soft kiss, then support my forehead on hers and closed my eyes hugging. He was sliding his hands slowly until I returned the hug. We stayed a few seconds and without separate not move even an inch:
- You're not useless ... and I who should apologize. It is for me as well ... these - he tensed a moment to hear that:
- not your fault ... my duty is to protect you ... - sighs deeply:
- The last thing I like to be a burden to anyone ... - the slightly shook his head, dragging me in the slight swaying of skulls:
- You're not a burden ... - mumbled:
- responsibilities ... I bring you - I felt his breath on my lips and taste:
- Responsibilities to serve a and a thousand times but I will cost millions of hospital visits ... - I felt a chill as I realized that there was sincerity in that statement:
was going to answer but then gave me a kiss. A soft kiss kisses neighborhoods, slow, so sweet ... The only one who had always protected me, the only one who had risky for me even though I had to do it. And enjoy that first kiss ... because I figured it was Alec, because now he knew that Alec was a moron, an idiot occupying my head up in the worst moments, but a fool who was willing to forget that counted cost what Alec Volturi ...
:
I came to the castle, with my sister behind me. We had not conducted any word on the road, because she already knew everything that had happened, and because I I knew she felt it broke the sacrosanct rules imposed by our master. Stop by the reception, so fast that Gianna is unfazed. Walk through the corridor leading to the throne room and opened the door slowly. The room was full
empty, just ring remained in the middle of the room, sitting on his throne of polished mahogany and a fleeting expression on her face. As if he knew I was coming there just at that moment ... sinister, especially ... as usual.
across the room until I got in front of him, and as if he knew who were my wishes nodded holding out his hand with a faint smile on his face clear. I held out my hand until his palm collided with mine slightly. He closed his eyes and his smile widened. I knew this would take a few minutes, and it was.
After that time separated from me, and my arm returned to its normal position. I see his face expecting Tonara seriously, and I knew that I had fulfilled his orders not to attack humans in school. But his face had not killed any of you feel uncomfortable:
- Fence ... - he said with a fun shaft voice - I never imagined that you, to find your "tua singer" you enter this kind of weakness on the human race ... - buffet slightly and cleared my throat, slightly angry:
- I do not feel weakness for her, much less for him, took a step back:
- But it still does not think killing her, right? -:
- No ... - that word out to me so sure I surprised myself,
- In this Alec case I'll tell you: if that girl really so important to you, the way it is ... - said when he saw that bothered me - I would do everything possible was with me as long as possible, squinted to see I wanted to say:
- Do not transform you ... - clear cutting, which so surprised at all:
- That's your decision ... but honestly I would not let someone who occupies that huge place in my head disappear or grow old just like that ... - irritated by his insistence huff:
- She did not care about anything at all, "renegade
- not that what you have shown me a few moments ago ... - I glared at him, but seeing expression did not change my threat to reassure me again:
- I do not believe what he saw ... what I want is to forget all this as soon as possible ... - he nodded and he gestured hico a cut to the door to see I did not feel at all comfortable:
I decided to heed and get out to clarify my ideas, which then flew through my head uncontrollably. But just when I turned around to go to the door is opened. I stopped to wait for whoever would pass, but got the scent story I regretted being so short. Alessia
brisk step, moving their hips as ever. When he saw me stop and watch me, calvados sapphire eyes on me with a slightly accusatory gesture. A few seconds later I started to feel something strange in the head, and then the musical voice of Alessia completely flooded me like a wave of cold water:
"I think we speak" authoritatively mumble. I was shocked while trying to answer it using your gift and not aloud
"I do not think so," replied full of security. Alessia I look in bad shape and then I realized that watching the liar Aro scene with determination and a touch of fun:
"Oh come on ... do not tell me you do not feel like what we were about to do the other day to carry out" smiled saying that and I look seductively:
"You'd be surprised how little I called this bid Alessia, really surprised you ..." his smile to my face happened leaving his petrified:
I started walking until you pass the wooden doors, leaving behind a ring with a face and Alessia. I went straight to my room asking if I have told Aro was the best decision. Anyway I still have many things decided, as if it was a good idea to go see Gio, but probably not ... Well

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Chapter 17 Chapter 16 Chapter 15

Alec Volturi:
Enter my room closing the door behind me with a soft thud. It was past midnight in the morning, so it was very dark and could not hear any noise. The words of the conclusion of my sister to tell the story of Angela even rang me on the head: "If that human is a distraction for you, then you know what to do: ask Heidi to bring her a day trip Volterra and enjoy the best blood of the world for you. "
Yes, truly was the best solution. The coldest, fast and sensible. But something inside me did not agree with it. I knew if I would take your blood very well and would satisfy my thirst for many days longer than normal. Not to forget that when Angela died, my only weakness I do with it. The "tua singer" was really important for a vampire. There was only one person intended to draw attention that way throughout its existence. You could be lucky enough to find it or not. But what was clear was that no sane vampire would be missing an opportunity like that. Well, it was true that Edward Cullen had let him live his "tua singer, but because it was also his partner. But ... what about me?, Angela was not anything at all to me, and obviously I do not characterized by having mercy on humans. Why not simply killed her and drank her blood?, why could not think of it hurt? ... Damn, it was a stupid human!
Angela Messina:
I gave a blow to the clock when it began to sound as early as every morning. I felt very sleepy, much more than usual. I knew sleep so late was not any good, but Gio is that he insisted on going out to dinner to celebrate that he had won the game, and we ended up arriving at 0:30 in the morning. And the strangest thing was that my father did not say anything as I entered so late at night so inadequate.
I dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. I took the backpack and went to my father towards the school. As I hold down Chloe's arm and asked me to tell him as it was the game yesterday as she led me to the entrance of the school. As we crossed the courtyard I saw Alec and his sister, but this time they had something that caught my attention. He did not even have the decency to look me tube, was limited to observing the ground. But the strangest thing was what Jane and I watched with narrowed eyes. I evaluated from top to bottom while Chloe and I walked away. That frozen gaze left me ... it was so sinister and so cold ... I felt a chill.
The first three classes before recess were normal. Well, more or less. Alec looked completely different, as if he had a different view of all things. Maybe I was over yesterday when I said that. She barely knew, and had boxed. It was really cold and bad, but ... what if life circumstances had forced him to be? I had behaved in a very cruel to him, and well ... what if I looked as superior?, Would it be only one layer to appear to be stronger), sure was. Mother, I'm horrible ... I tossed in my room with the guilt quickly invaded. Alec looked askance at me surprised, but then returned to her trance. I would definitely ask
apologies as I had the chance ...
Alec Volturi:
were just as confused throughout the morning. In my head still debating the options I had on the problem of name "Angela". Anyone would have noticed that my sister was behaving differently, that it was not fair to the girl. I think even the brain Angela had noticed that, that things were different. Even when turned in place and her skin was even paler than usual. But I did not care ... it was just food to me.
When I play the break when I went with my sister away from all the noise of the students, who would not stop complaining of the bad weather was, for the clouds, (for my luck) covered the sky turning his indigo. Jane needed to go to catch something. Her eyes were black, and I think it was because he had been with Angela. Now I knew that I did well, did not like his presence.
So I left alone, under the oak tree, a few days before, had witnessed the response of Angela and confident that I had spied. Support me in the waiting to spend the rest that humans unnecessary if needed. But then something changed in the environment ... that smell ... my throat started to burn slightly and then my nostrils filled with the wonderful smell blood ... blood sweetest in the world. Angela
turned the corner, clutching his arms to his chest and his eyes lowered. I joined and look expectantly. She walked up to stay a few meters away from me, even looking down. As grounds his eyes stopped me. Was a gesture that did not know to decipher, a mixture of grief, shyness and guilt. But ... Why?:
- Now I'm the one who needs to talk to you ... - whisper with a voice. Note how I stiffened, why was that?:
- Oh fence ... now you're not busy with Gio? - Said to counter with what happened yesterday. Notice how his face contorted by his second. As if had just strike a hard blow:
- No, not now ... - said the same voice as before:
- What I have to say? - I felt really curious, but try to keep my voice calm as I could :
- I'm sorry ... - he said, choking on the words. I frowned "I'm sorry I said those things yesterday, but it put me nervous. You were not kind to you, and you hurt me when I grabbed ... will not happen again ... - mumbled:
She was silent, and looked down again. He had said it with such sincerity ... even seemed sorry and everything. But ... What was I thinking? How to forgive? ... and could think swallow my pride in that way for someone like her. Eat it would have to think, not being gentle.
Then I heard a distant sound ... a branch line. I sniffed the air and instantly recognized the smell. Jane ... Look back to Angela, who was swallowing saliva. Still just as shy, and moved his foot nervously. Could not be good with it now that Jane was watching us from the tree. Then understand that something was wrong with her ... I felt a strange weakness for a human with which it had to be spatially aggressive. Should have already finished with it. For that she would not notice anything, instinctively continue the conversation:
- Do you think you can tell me what you told me and fix that? - She looked up with wide eyes and wheezing:
- But ... - was to blame, then I went back to my character, trying to no pity:
- But nothing ... do you think that your mother is dead you can do whatever you please?, and give clear as it hurts people and forgives you and you just ... - I said cruel tone :
The eye contact and I could see how his face had turned to stone, and as his skin was becoming paler, until their majillas seemed chalk. I look at anything and then tears began to fall from his eyes, leaving her face just as impenetrable, with his face still and steady as a statue. She was so still it seemed really stone, all showing that life still had choppy breaths that were let go from time to time:
- Removing all that to say ... - whisper so low that a human if not would have understood - you suck ... I thought you could make fun of people hate it ... but being so cruel to something not amused not the most evil person on earth, ever. Should you wish you did not have parents, but would never want something like that to anyone, not even for a monster like you ... - he said between sobs:
He took her hands to her face and began to mourn silent. I stood transfixed watching the scene that should not have been imported, but nevertheless was making me feel as unhappy and cruel person on the planet. Tears ran down his arms and fell to the ground, although it was wet from the rain could not be distinguished. I think I had been too ... and now paying the consequences.
Angela Messina:
could not believe what I was saying ... as one can speak of a dead mother. Life may have treated him badly, but that was not right to be so, to behave in that way and hope that nothing I did had an impact on him. I felt stupid crying, and I hated myself for it, to give the benefit and joy of knowing that I had hurt anyone in this life. But however much he tried, he could not make the tears falling down my face relentless cease. Then listen
steps distorted by my sobs. I stood motionless, waiting for Jane or not a teacher. Someone who supported the futility of Alec or ask what had happened. But then I felt a hand on his shoulder. I did not move, I wanted to know who he was. But then I get to my nose the smell that he could taste just the night before. The smell fresh and mild now going to see every day ... Gio was there:
- What you have made? - mumbled the way so hard that I was surprised. Alec takes a few seconds to answer:
- Nothing that you care ... - began to dry my tears with the sleeves of my jacket and looked up. Surely my face was red from mourn, and look horrible, but I did not care:
- Of course I care ... - Gio said as she took a step forward, getting between me and Alec, - it matters to me, and not I will allow someone like you hurt the ... - Alec's face did not change even for a second, continued to stare impeccable and when I answer, it was with a slight sneer:
- Does anyone like me - he glared Gio with his eyes:
- A coward who only knows how to hurt people with the most horrible things you can say. Someone who can not face the facts and also messes with people which is not the same size. A fool who thinks he is brave to hurt the weakest ... so metete with someone your own size and Angela left alone ... or you will face me ... - I got nervous to hear that. Gio did not want to sacrifice himself for me, much less by a Kafir as Alec
- Does anyone in my size? ... Like who? How about you? - Alec challenge even the sarcastic smile on his lips drawn:
- For example ... - Gio said getting dangerously close to him defiantly. But Alec achat not even a second, stood still with a funny expression:
A Gio that I take from their boxes, because it turned red and struck a blow Alec's shoulder for him to go back, a warning . Warning did not help, because Alec did not move an inch, not even her features have changed. This coup if Gio affection, rubbing his hand in a gesture of pain, but continued to stare as bad as before:
- Is that all you know to do - ask Alec chuckled:
This time it was Alec which became aggressive. Quickly lift the arm and hit him sio Gio in the face just in the temple, in the top of the head. There was a dull crack and then Gio's body fell to the ground motionless. Like a puppet inert. Wait a few seconds to get up or at least that moved. But no, still standing and looking just the reverse side of where I was.
Look Alec, gasping. His eyes were on Gio, but then I look at myself. The did not know what to do, but his eyes were reflected feelings you never thought to see in it: Confusion, guilt and nervousness. Quickly
me away from my boyfriend. I knelt down where he was lying and put my forehead. I felt like I beat down the very idea that was wrong and did not help anything to see his eyes completely closed and a trickle of blood coming out of her ruby \u200b\u200beyebrow. I put my hands on his face and notice how breathing was very ragged, as if the thread of life that was left could vanish at any time.
Look Alec, who watched the scene still, as if your feet flat on the ground:
- What did you do ?...- whisper as tears streamed down my cheeks for the second time that day. ****************************

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