Holaaa! Today I'll upload two caps. Moreover, although quite short, esque I did not like were together. In addition, together with two chapters bring good news. The first is that I have my notebook back so I will write much much much more often. And second, I have pneumonitis, is that not sound like good news, but it means that I am at home without going to class, in bed, and I spend most of the time writing. Well, that, as always, I hope you like the chapters. Kisses to all!
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------------------------------------- Michael left me in the driveway after bringing me back from the dead. I fell right in front of the door, because I had brought in arms from there, so move faster. But then without even saying goodbye turned to lower the steps of the porch.
- Wait! "I said spinning me and stopping by the arm. Will you return to live here?
He let out a half smile and climbed the stairs again to me, being face to face.
- James and left the village, I just have to rebuild some parts of my apartment and the lodge but there again a few days.
- So ... you come here later? "I asked, realizing that I was holding hands.
- Yes, I haré. "He said smiling.
And then came closer to me beating our faces, but leaving a space between our lips. I was giving me the opportunity to decide if they really wanted to kiss him. Leaving me the choice between him and Ryan.
- Michael ... "I mumbled, feeling his breath next to mine.
But I shut my words, I knew I would regret later, but now it did not matter at all. The only thing that entered my mind right now two of us. Our lips gently together in a tender kiss, nostalgic. Michael approached me even more supporting his hands on my waist gently but firmly.
- Claire ... "It was just a whisper, but I could hear it anyway.
Michael I walked away abruptly and turned just in time to see Ryan turning around and moving quickly from there. I wanted to follow but got two of the five steps of the porch escalinatita and remembered that he had just kissed.
I retraced my steps to face him and decided that now she could not choose one of them. Following Ryan or Michael would stay with a choice, which was not prepared to do.
So, acting quickly, mumbled a "sorry" to Michael, I turned and entered the house running, heading to my room and blocking all of my doors and windows, staying there alone
I know, no decision had been more mature and the bravest. I just escaped from my problems, running away. But when he came out, I knew I would follow around, and should be resolved sooner or later.
Anyway, now I just wanted to be alone and think about what had happened a few seconds. Looking for a solution where the three got out lightly. But I knew I would never find it.
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