The Full Moon (On hold)

Chapter 10- Fire beside you eyes

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okey, the last one.. yes i know, but i really wanna to just show you how it all began, sweet or what:) and i sure you need it because of chapter 8..:'(

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But now it´s time to keep moveing and see what happen now..hold your breath because this time you will need it..

 Chapter 10- Fire beside you eyes

In pressed against a pillar in the darkness I sit. Nothing. Not so much as a breath has been taken from the outside world. The entrusted to choke as the cold disappeared from a while ago, haven´t  changed with the feelings in my eyes.

The road out to the subway from Club 30's wasn´t more than ten minutes, but it didn´t matter so much. I walked around like a ghost with the lacerated feelings and began to question if I was in a dream. yes.. I thought. Maybe if I pinch myself now, so I will wake up and realize that all who was happened was just a game of my imagination and that I should get ready to pack your bags, go out from the door down to the road and then.. but it was what i did this morning. Took my things and went from school, it was then I had felt proud. Happy as charged that it was over for the day but also because Michael wanted me to hurry down to him as fast as I could.

"Tell me where it is?" I had asked the night before on the phone.The homework was just done and I felt curious what made him sound so secretive full. But Michael had denied it and said a little annoyed.

"But then it will not hardly be a surprise"

"You really like to be evil to me, right?" I replied with a laugh after having sighed. Michael seemed to be surprised at my little aktrack.

"Evil? Is that what you think of me" he said in an attempt to let gravity but managed to fall into laughter as I do. I shook my head. No, it donen´t work... it's not in the world that you can get mad at such a kindhearted person like Michael...

But that was then, before I knew it would take a turn with the plan I had. Before it could be like this. I didn´t have to question me about where I should go after the car was gone, I knew it. The subway had been as empty as I had thought it would be at this time when I went down the stairs and looked around. It was just the open that could let in light from the outside world and threw the shadows which made it possible to see the contours of the site. I had been so tired, angry, sad that I only could take some few yards before I took off my bag, sat down at a pillar, pulled up my legs and cried. Why? Why did they haft to come? Why as they out for revenge after it had went worry last time?.

After a while, I look up and wipe my eyes before I open the bag, picks up a card and fall into the memory. It had been a half stressful day. Michael had been forced to switch from customer to customer who was looking for where they were searched. I had been sitting behind the counter can´t remember a time when he hadn´t responded to any of them with a smile and made so that the mood was lifted up to the light laughter that he gave someone who pulled a joke on something or so.

Fifteen minutes later, everything was calmed down and that was when the picture had been taken when me and Mike sat at the piano.

Michael had begun to sit in the sun and played a part out of Childhood. A smile came to him when he saw that I had arrived and sat down to watch as listen. It always feels like an honor to sit there beside him. Look how easily his fingers move while he fills the room with his soft voice. In a way, I am always calm when I looked at him. As his focus on the face, the feeling that he as his soul seem to gone away for a moment and leave everything behind. He usually always see it as an opportunity for him to create peace in himself, but I've also discovered that it is also happening in the environment around him.