Chapter 4 or «Kiss»

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German's POV.

I began to walk around the house in search of a first aid kit and still found her. Then he brought a basin of water and a small cloth.

I went back to Angie. She still slept quietly, hugging the pillow and muttering to himself.

I wanted to wash the wound, but it was not so easy. As soon as the wet cloth touched his feet Angie, she began to toss and torn. 

"That won't work! But I need to treat the wound, soon it will fester, and it's much worse... There's an idea! But it may not work."

I planted Angie to her knees, clutching her to him, so that she was comfortable and that I was able to handle everything. She reclined, sat back in the seat and lied his head on my shoulder, hugged.

At this time Angie had a dream... Angie's POV.

I was walking down the street. I was approached by Herman and suggested we go home together and I agreed. As we walked, we discussed everything: Violetta and her study, new project German, talked a little bit about Mary, or rather Herman told me about it, passed by a Park and bought caramel apples, was that if Olga would still be able to marry yourself Romallo. Herman stopped me and gently kissed. At the same moment on the earth formed a huge crack and from there went... Maria... I didn't expect. I ran to her and wanted to embrace her, but she screamed at me:

- I don't want you!

- Mary, what are you doing?

- Don't you dare call me so! Call me only family and close friends,and you is traitorous!

- What? I would never do that.

- Are you really not understand? Sister betrayed me and still builds himself a fool!

- Tell me, I really don't understand.

- Or are you now cease to communicate with Herman and you'll be all good or I promise I will do everything possible so that your life became unbearable, and after death you will burn in hell. I hope you understand me. - She was evaporated and the crack is gone. I was approached by German.

- So you're the sister of Mary? You still lied to me?

- I was going to say all tonight for dinner. I thought that you love me and forgive...

- You is stupid! I'll never be loved and not love! - he laughed and walked away and I stood in the middle of the street and cried.

The sky quickly ran up the dark clouds, the rain started. In my head still sounded the voice of the sisters "You're a traitor!". Lightning hit me in the head and I woke up.

Pov German.

Whenever my touch, she trembled, but did not burst. I finished rinse the wound and began to handle. After the first two strokes, I felt that the shirt at the shoulder becomes wet. I quietly moved away from Angie and looked her in the eye. They were red and tear-stained, reflect the fear, the pain, the horror.

- Hush, hush! All is well! I'm with you! What happened? Iodine burns? - she shook her head. - What then?

- I...I don't want to hell! Do not want! - stammering, said Angie. "What? What is it about?" - I thought. She began to sob. How painful to see her tears. I hugged her tighter and began to calm down.

- Okay, calm down! It's just a dream! No one will take you to hell! You're too kind and sweet to hell! Don't cry, please! - I began to stroke Angie on the back.

She was no longer crying,just sobbing sometimes.We sat there in an embrace for 15-20 minutes.

- Thank you! - quietly she whispered in my ear.

- Don't mention it! - with a smile I replied. - And now I need to treat the wound. I promise I will not hurt. Do you believe me? - I took her hands in his.

- Yes, I do. Can I hold your hand? I will be calmer.

- Of course!

She was carefully watching my every movement. When iodine stung too much, she gently squeezed my hand. I was bandaged her leg and tied a bow.

- What a beautiful bow! You're good! - said Angie and smiled.

- Thank you.

I looked straight into her eyes, then looked down at his lips. "What is she beautiful! And her lips... They attract. When she is near, I can't control myself. All. Now or never!" - I thought.

I slowly reached for her and kissed her. She did not resist, just responded to the kiss. After that incident in the car, after she was fired, I thought I had lost forever.

How long has that been going on? Although, what a difference!

But everything has an end...

- Angie? German? What's going on here?

I hopeyou liked the chapter :)

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