Lend Me Your Boyfriend

Chapter 35

Tonny.

The siren sounded at the station, and cursed under his breath. 10 damn minutes and opened my turn over. Damn bad luck. I heard the public address announcement of a traffic accident, and the need for a bailout. I got into my fatigues at full speed, and went to the truck to take my place. Marco would have to be this time I had to wait

When I could make out the crashed car, my heart stopped beating, my blood was drained down to my feet, digging in the seat.

-Oh, shit !, my car. That's my car. Marco!, fuck, Marco!.-

As a trained robot, I jumped to the floor when the door opened. And I ran, I ran obeying the orders of my superior, because it had to do so because I would not put my brother's life in danger, acting like a crazy unconscious. When I pulled the harness colocármelo, nobody discussed it would be me who entered the car, everyone knew my old sticker workstation attached to the rear bumper. When Kowa grabbed my arm, I knew something was wrong.

-Shit, man. It's your girl. Mary is in there .-

-¡¿What?!.-

And I ran, ran to the precipice, leaving Kuma'd just hold the strings to my safety harness. And yes, I saw the little hand of Mary peep out the window, because neither my brother would magic that tiny, delicate hand.

-¡Maria!.-

I cried, I screamed with all my strength, because I wanted him to know that I was there, I would not drop it, he was going to get out of there. A bloodstained head poked through the broken window and saw her. His bleary eyes, by fear or by the blow, did not care. Just I wanted to know who was there, waiting for me.

-I'll get you out of there, ¿honey, do you hear me?.-

She nodded and gave me back a small smile. I could feel his confidence in me. She was not going to surrender, would hold until I get her out of there. Sandoval was carrying his weight in the lower left corner of my SUV, keeping on the bridge. He was half turned to the left, so it would have to slip ahead until Mary, hold, and pull it out of the vehicle passes, then we would hoist to the bridge. Well, the plan was clear, now all depended on how quickly to give me to get down and hold.

-I saw that bastard, I saw all.-

One of the policemen detained the type to not approached, but did not worry about it. I looked at Kowa, and he gave me the thumbs up, the rope was anchored. I stepped over the battered guardrail and started to slide down. When I got almost to the driver's door, my foot hit him accidentally, and a jolt of metal caused the SUV fell a few centimeters. Mary's hands were gripping the back of the seat I heard his anguished cry, but knew better than to drag me by her fear. Fear was not good, it was not my choice.

-Maria, honey. I'm already here.-

She slid the empty look at his feet, back to me.

-Look at me, Maria.-

And she did. I could see her doing slow and controlled breaths, as surely knew he had to do to calm down. That was my girl. She might be scared as shit, but work with me, I knew.

-Well now I want you to support your feet on the front console of the car, release the seat belt, and wrap this rope around you. ¿You will be able to do it?.-

She nodded quickly, place your feet like I said, and began to fight with the belt anchorage.

-It's stuck, I can not let go.-

-Do not worry, I'll take care of him.-

My arms were working to accommodate the rope around it, while revising his belt. No, I could not get to him without charge my weight on the vehicle, which is not intended to do, not being so indelibly subject up there. I pulled the knife from my belt, and slid along his neck, quickly tearing tissue. My girl stood still, almost rigid while performing the operation, as if to become smoke while working on release.

-Good girl, and it's almost.-

I felt his tension when he rested his weight on his legs.

-Now I need to get you out of here, so stretch your arms to me and wrap them around my neck.-

She felt slightly, dropped the hands of their anchors, and quickly caught me. He could feel it shaking around me, like a wet dog under a sleet storm. The metal creaked and the door began to descend. He knew that the glass from the broken window, which had failed to withdraw from everything, nail him like knives in her skin, but she had to get her out of there, so I threw, grabbed my soul, and I held her as the car fell these five meters'd put him squarely against is dry bed down there. The two shouted at her out for that little hole, but now was glued to me safe. When I raised my eyes back to her, her face was pale, staring at the twisted metal at our feet.

-I told you sacaría.-

-Ye quedasteis without madeleines.-

¿And she cared for some madeleines?. He had been about to die, ¿and the first thing he could think of was thinking that his madeleines had crashed down there?. I had to laugh, I could not help it. I felt the pull of the harness starting to rise, but I could not stop laughing. She was alive, and his madeleines no.