unleashed soul

Part 2

" It was shorter than ever"said JOhn and light the cigarette up. 

"What was shorter than ever?" asked Alice with an uncontrollable interest that was bothering her the all since John called her. Alice was his best friend from College where they both studied Arts, but in comparison to JOhn she never ventured to create something out of accepted. John was the one who was contradicting to all classic thoughts of Art and was even ignoring modern Arts , he was all into his own a little daring and brutal Art .Most of his works were depicting an unshaved man wondering on the different surfaces, like water or sand. John had an outsatnding manner of drawing as one of his proffessor once told, but he never finished them. More than 200 works undone!Nevermind, Alice on the other handloved to combine classic and modern Arts and to create a more socially acceptable Art. She warshiped JOhn for his works but never dared herself to try it herself. she was also good, but never an outstanding one. She was missing soething and she knewit herself. There was no jealousy or hiden love that you might think about now. She ust was satisfied with what she did and generally what she was, meanwhile John was outcasted into the world to seek his Odisea. And now he was talking about Love from a first sight! 

" My crush" said John while gothering his eyebrows as if he had a severe pain that he doesnt want to admit, but had to supress.

" Oh God , spare me off those slopy puppy stories , John! whats the deal? Another hot looking nimfe crossed the street while you were pleasing your ego?" asked Alice with a look of a child who knew for that one gets spanked. 

"Alice, have you ever thought about for what immoral reasons Alice followed the Rabbit down the hole? And have you ever compared yourself to thatnasty little girl?"

Oh Darling you tryto stay cool and your tedious jokes are more misserable than you are now!". Ok I got it, You found the Juliet and now what ? should I manage the funeral myself? 

" You should have just seen her, She is something else, just think about it she was BAREFOOT when I saw her, maybe she wanted to feel the earth the mother earth that so generously granted her beauty. Her hair was fire that burnt me and my heart , i could have picture her sitting on a throne , and drinking wine while one of her slaves were being punished for looking at her. Alice, give your hand, Alice did, I know what you feel when I do this, said JOhn and scrached the palm but slightly hardly even touching the skin, " I felt this the whole 2 minutes I was talking to her!"These two minutes were so short but so long for my heart and head to take, she was beautiful , lovely and innocent! Just imagine what a combination it is ,demonic!!!!

As JOhn was talking the ashe coming from the cigarette was covering the whole table. He was toohappy to notice his cigratte. He talked so much that when he finished and wanted to smoke. His lips automatically stop while his fingers were squeezing already finished cigarette. He looked at it and freezed.

" Two minutes, thats what you mean short,,, JOhn the way you describe she fell from sky or some Ancient greek mythology, I should say im interested in seeing her. why not lets arrange a dinner, Im sure she eats and drinks, if she need to wear dress but not shoes, lets invite her what do you say?" Alice shined as she was uttering the words. John was gloomy and deep into himself. The door  openned and in he came, the farmer that was making fun of him. He talked to the bartender and drunk  some shots. then he noticed JOhn staring on him with bizarre look of an captured wild animal and he came closer. As he was walking John recovered himself and was looking rather less surprised.

"Huh, two times a day joung boy, now a silly young girl would say this is our destiny." As the farmer said those words  Alice asked for another shot for farmer. She knew this evening is going to be some sort of adventure. 

" So you liked my girl , huh? Mary, have you seen such a beauty before? noooo I bet you havn't . do you wantto bet ? I have some coins left...wait" he was funny in a way hewas searchingfor some cash. his dirty jeans, grey cap and almost white shirt, that looked more yellow that white, were a good combination for his drunken words and gestures that JOhn hated to see. Now JOhn felt embarassed, not that he was noticed to be talking to him, but for the fact that he was Mary's Father. why is the Lord hating him so much? " Cant find any, Cant fi..nd aaa...ny" wasall he could say now after the shot Alice gave him. He slowly bent down and remained still on his ankles, it looked from aside as if he was about to confess something. people around didnt even care, something like this happened all the time, even worse cases ,but in comparison to big cities, they dont like to get drunk,everyone knows eachother and that keeps them away from completly loosing their ends. " Do you.... want to... come... o..ver tomorrow?, She will...cooook for us" 

Alice was more than happy, everything turned the way she wanted even without trying. John after recoveing from embarassment, looked at the farmer's dirty face and he started to like this junk of complants. He made the dream closer, for that one reason this dirty and unsustaned farmer seemed nicer than he could have ever have. John asked him to sit and so the farmer did. after couple of minutes farmer was sleeping on the table and ALice and John were staring at each other. 

" so may I congratulate you already ? you recieved quite obviously the blessing of the father! John , my dear god, you are so quick!" Alice was smiling beneath her silky slim lips and gazing at John's ice cold face. She hoped to see at least one hop of a muscle. She didnt. His soul was devastated but he stayed cool like an eagle waiting for a mouse to make a small move. He was sure of his success and he knew Alice was also. 

" Tomorrow, I will conquer her , tomorrow. Let me just say a word, she will be mine and I will have her!" he was mumbering but quite loud for Alice to hear, he was still wondering if the father was still able to hear him. 

" Let me know the details, you know I die to know what will happen!"...

John didnt answer. He was into his victory already,picturing their walks together, her silky hand holding his, her brisky red hair freely flying with the embrace of the wind, and her lips.. those red volumptious lips. He walked home already. For the farmer he ordered taxi, couldnt lethim walk home alone or worst to stay in the bar when he worthed less than a bag of potatoes. Alice catch a ride home. She is allways good at  finding a perfect guy for a minute. She needed a ride, here it is, a young handsome man coincidently having a car. She had a custom going out to bars and drinking, she never spent a cent , but she was smart enought to find those 2 perfect guys" to let them pay for her. John therefor was never worried how Alice gets home. " She is a big girl , she knows what and how" he used to say. 

As John was stepping on the ground he was hearing strangly Bach's Prelude,, a beautiful symphony combined with his tormented soul and uncontrollable wind. The leaves were falling on his head and he was almost covered with that beaty of fall, colour of gold, colour of fire, her colour....