Twilight (chapter 4) Lonely

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by uffachefatica

by uffachefatica

Twilight (Chapter 4)

Lonely

Soon there will be a dance in our school. It is in concomitance with that of the high school of Forks. When they asked to General of thinking to the music for the party... he had simply grunted. I smile as soon as. The professor of music has always found ridiculous these -things from white man- . It is a faithful man to traditions. Nobody knows precisely what its -clan-. Some people think that belongs to the tribe of Cherokee. Others believe is a Iroquois. Everybody exclude that it may be a Quileute. Perhaps because it is seen rarely to the reserve.

"Hey Clearwater, whit who you go to the prom?"

The voice of my companion bench shakes me from my thoughts: "There I go not".

"Oh! Has no one invited?"

Maya Fox, one of the girls who drooled for Sam: "No, nobody". Do not add more. The only person with whom I would go left me by a few years.

"You know Clearwater, were also invited the ex-students. Finally I know his new girlfriend".

And of sure you become her best friend.

"They say that she has her face was swollen".

"An accident", me to answer, "She was attacked by a bear".

"Uh! Sam must love her a lot". " This time I do not answer. I can already hear the bowels squirm.

I come returned home with Seth. Is Not happy that the go to take. Feels great and then does not tolerate my presence. We are in two. The hatred and the resentment that i feel in my regard is reflected outside.

I lock myself in the my room, I not go even for dinner. I use the classic excuse of the tasks, the essay from reviewing... Luckily mom does not insist too. Instead of studying I sit in a corner of my room and my shut to curl. I have one thought now: he loves more than her... I repeat the phrase as a mantra until I fall asleep in that position and dream... we two, their two... their marriage and their children, and I closed in my room, in my usual angle, in the usual position. Lonely, I witness to all this, while my appearance changes rapidly. In the end I look old, shrunken. Closed in the usual corner and in the usually pain. Still linked to the first and only love of my life.

When I wake up around 5:00, I'm still in that corner. The muscles numb and eyes red and swollen. While I was sleeping I must have cried. I get up with difficulty and I run to wash my face. I do not want my parents and Seth and see me in this state. Meanwhile, I continue to mull over and to not to understand what went wrong. We were soul mates. The only certainty I have, is that no one will be able to warm your my heart. And neither did I want, because so sooner or later ends.

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