Chapter twelve

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I left the shower. I stopped in front of the sink and looked at myself in the mirror in front, it was foggy and I made a fist, cleaning a part of it, I closed my eyes, supporting my hands, losing strength with a new attack on my head:

Why are you like this Dominick?

Stop. Stop doing this.

You will lose it. You do not want that.

Do not follow...

I began to breathe slowly, drooping.

Hush... Shut up, Dominick!

Dominick... do it.

I snapped my eyes open and stared at myself. Unconscious words came out of my mouth, paralyzing even me: "I hate you so much." I hope you die, I get in the way. I murmured, angrily in front of the mirror.

"Dom, are you okay?" Ethan called from the door.

"Yes. I'm fine." I replied quickly, still unexplored by what just happened, coming out of the bathroom. I put on clothes and left the house without saying anything else. I went on the motorcycle to Emily's house. Upon arrival, I parked in front of her house.

There is your house ... Come back ... Maybe you will find your real father.

I went to the door and rang the bell:

"Hello"

"It goes." They spoke from within.

I turned around, I don't know why I'm a little nervous; maybe something inside me knows the mistakes I've made and I'm scared.

"Hello." She smiled when he saw me. "How are you?" She greets me.

"Well then." I replied smiling, it was not right. "Ethan told me you were looking for me." I changed the subject.

"That's right ..." She put her hands in her back pockets, she was ready to go out so.

"Um... do you want to go for a walk?" I thought.

"Really?" She asked, leaving his beautiful eyes wide.

"Yes." I laughed.

I leaned my hand, indicating for her to come from her and she approached and we held hands, I felt happy and brave, until, we mounted.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked me, hugging my abdomen.

Let's let it happen, like us. I replied smiling. I started the bike and accelerated.

Manzanares | Madrid

We ran for several minutes along the beautiful Apple Tree Bridge, its trees and the look it brings is perfect for being as a couple.

"It's beautiful..." she whispered. "I love him."

"I knew that you would like." I said. I stopped, parked the bike and we were watching the vast sea from the bridge.

"Dominick ... I really like you ..." she said approaching me. The brightness of her sun struck him on her face, letting me appreciate her beauty more.

"I never thought you would say it ..." I laughed. "We walk?" I asked for.

"Give me your hand ..." she told me, extending hers. I gave him my hand and we walked across the bridge. Full of joy, smiles and security.

I felt calm, as well as guilty for what happened. And I think I must act quickly or this is going to end me.

We watched the sea from the edge of the bridge. The sun's rays were like a little hot in the middle of the north pole. She was behind her with my chin on her head, hugging her abdomen; letting us caress by her tender breeze.

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