POW Allen.
I listened to him and ... I couldn't believe it was... Shit! My head feels like it's exploding. Is world war III over there? Darkness... Again.
"Mistress, Wake up." Madam!" - God, what a nasty voice. I try to open my eyes and get used to the bright light. Before me my room, which is well in the dream... Then the dream continues? Not bad. I see a beige bedside table with a gold edge, on which lies the phone. I unlock it: it's four o'clock in the afternoon. I see two missed, but from whom? I decide to call this number, because I wonder what the dream has in store for me this time. Beeps long and lingering. I was about to pass out when I heard a voice. His voice.
— Alain? — it was Conhook. But why did he call me? Threaten me again? - Hello, I would like to meet with you to apologize to you, do you have time? "do what?" He knows how to do this?
- Um... Hello, Yes we can to meet through hours two, be appropriate? — well, why not hear an apology from that narcissistic Beau?"
He hung up the phone and I went into the shower, for the tub was gorgeous. After doing all the procedures, I decided to make up in a light summer tone: pale peach shadows mixed with grapefruit, coral lipstick and peach blush. Oh, sweetie. So, what about clothes? Maybe a light dress? Or a sundress? Oh, I thought I saw a denim sundress and a light purple t-shirt. While I was looking for a t-shirt, the cabin Boy called me. It was a very strange conversation. He asked if I could walk with him. But why? We recently walked, and then remembered that this is another cabin Boy and moved the topic. After the conversation I sat at the mirror, thinking about something for ten minutes, but remembering that time was a bit rushed. I put my hair in a nice ponytail, powdered my nose one last time, and went.
"Oh... so good," I said, stretching, then yawning.
— You open your mouth even wider, and not only fly flies, laughing said guy. Lord. It's beautiful. Hair well styled on his left side, dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt that shows off his stunning collarbone. Ahh! So calmly. — Are you going to stand there?" he shifts from one foot to the other beside the white Porsche, opening the door for me. From my distance I can see the beige interior. I'm getting into this beautiful carriage, Oh my God! This car smells like tangerine. Maybe we should live here.
— Um... Yeah. Hello — embarrassing I said, because I have no idea, what to start a conversation.
"You're welcome." And I don't Conpak or however you put it, and Changuk" — old boy was threatened with a finger, and then smiled, the rabbit smile. He's sweet. What was I thinking?!
— How do you know what I said, didn't even say it out loud, and I think... — I gagged a finger, a FINGER! - HEY! Totally freaking out?! I was angry and a little embarrassed.
— It doesn't matter how I know, but please give me a chance to show my good side." Actually, I'm not as bad as I was when we first met, which, by the way, I apologize for. And now I suggest we take a walk through the Kol-Leccis. Do you mind? I nodded and the rest of the way looked at Congue, then out the window where my toys live their lives.
It was getting dark, we stopped near the coast, and it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Sunset has a truly attractive magic. Strive to see it, to capture in the pictures, the pictures can describe. At sunset people are explained in feelings, make suggestions, or simply, without a word, sit back and enjoy a wonderful time as I did with Congocom. We sat there until the sun went down. Silent, and we were comfortable. Usually I was only a cabin boy, but with Congocom something very different. It feels more than just something native. A few minutes after sunset, the brunette decided to break the silence:
— Alain, I like you, huh, didn't think again it's going to say, I was shocked. What? Like me? When did he say that to me? — You're still the same, Ah-Ah, you had the same look on your face when I told you that. He turned fully to me and smiled. It was a smile I'd never seen from him before, soft and warm and tender.
I'm sorry, but I don't understand what you're saying... now his smile was sad.
He tilted his head down and took a deep breath. - Allen, we've met before. No, not like that. We loved each other, but one day — " he bit his lower lip and looked at me sadly. — One day you got hit by a car, and then... then..." — When I saw you, I felt so bad. You haven't opened your eyes in over three months. The doctors didn't know what was wrong with you. You were kind of in a coma, but sometimes you talked like you were having a dream. And very often mentioned cabin Boy and mother again. Even now, when you are asleep, the maid sometimes hears you talking at night. And I'm scared that you will fall asleep again and not Wake up, I have... it's even a shock not to call.
"Wait, but I'm in a dream now, it's a dream. You are unreal, You - " I could say no more, for now strong, warm, desperate arms were around me, stroking my back as if to soothe me.
"Please don't say that, please," -he whispered, his breath on my neck. - I real, and what you seen all these three months — dream. You have no idea how much my heart aches now, how terrified I am at the thought of losing you again. The suspense was so unbearable. I could not find a place, tormented myself with work, did not sleep and did not eat, but the benefit was our mutual friend — cabin Boy. He helped me come to my senses and start believing that you would Wake up and never leave me. Please, no, please — he pulled me closer - " don't leave me again. Believe me. Always. "
Of changuk, I don't understand. Is this real?.. I look into his eyes and try to find a trick, a joke. It can't be that all I've lived is a dream.
—" Yeah. Do you want me to ... "he got to his knees, taking my hands in strong locks and began to continue to speak with such hope in his voice," show you how we spent a date? First we spent it in your Paradise, and then in mine. "
- "Wait, I have Paradise? What? "-how unreal.
"God, where did you live in your dream?" - he looked at me in surprise.
"Peter," I said.
"Never heard of it." But you're gonna love what you see. Just be yourself tomorrow, okay? I gave him a curt nod and hugged him.
Thank you for attention!
To be continued...