to lie anymore to me”, I said, gasping.
“ I won’t lie again, I promise.” He seemed cautious.
The wind was blowing fiercely and I felt a cold chill. I shivered, feeling the cold breeze.
When Eros noticed I needed to wrap myself up, he took his jacket off and put it on my shoulders.
“ You’re not dressed properly to stay here”, he said.
I didn ’t notice I was still in a night-gown.
“ I think it’s better for you to go inside; otherwise, you possibly will catch a cold.”
He stood up and lifted my arm, helping me to get up.
I felt other chill; however, I knew it wasn’t because of the cold wind. Those were different shakes, provided by his cold hands on my skin.
I wished that night could last forever and he could not go away.
He looked straight at me, staring at the pupils of my eyes. Then I could see in his eyes other world that was waiting for me. Through him, I would be other creature.
His long hands gripped my face and he stared at me once more. I stared back at his face.
I was expecting something else . Exactly a few seconds later he made in silence a precise analysis of my face, which was attracted by his fascinating gaze.
He decided decision to leave my face and his hands went down.
“ Go now”, he ordered, calmly.
I obeyed silently, like a domestic animal.
I turned my back and started walking away.
The expression in my face was of wariness and happiness… that was due to the few extraordinary moments by his side.
Before crossing the doorstep, I stared back and saw him slowly walking away into the darkness and disappearing immediately.
As if he didn’t exist in that world.
***
When I woke up I was confused, searching about my room with my scared eyes. I rose from my bed and walked to the window and looking at the backyard.
There was nothing there, just a nipping wind breaking through my window, making the curtains dance from side to side.
I went back to bed and looked at my feet as they were soiled with the same type of grain from my backyard.
CHAPTER 17
Lately I have been oversleeping.
Every afternoon, after school, I always came home and went to my room, where I usually slept for twelve hours.
I couldn ’t understand why I was so sleepy.
All this time my mother had been worried about me. She thought I was sick, maybe I could be anemic.
“ I’ll take you to see a doctor.” She said as she was so worried about me.
“ I’m okay” I said, trying to make her change her mind.
“ You have slept too much”, she insisted. “Tomorrow, we are going to see a doctor.”
***
The next day, we drove downtown to the doctor’s office.
While we were in the waiting room, I was looking at a middle-aged man; he was wearing a white medical coat.
My mother was by my side and described to the doctor my behavior in the last few days.
He started asking questions , about how I was feeling. I responded all his questions, irritated, though I thought everything was just nonsense.
A nurse walked me to the emergency room and lay down me on the stretcher. My mother stayed with me.
I looked at her and noticed she was nervous, pacing back and forth.
T he nurse brought the necessary instruments to collect my blood. I looked to my left when I felt the needle of the syringe into my left arm.
The clock was ticking and she was still trying to collect my blood, but it didn’t seem to pump.
After several frustrating attempts, she decided to call the doctor.
My mother got even more apprehensive about what was happening.
She knew there was something wrong.
The doctor came in, followed by the nurse as she was telling what had happened to me.
“ What’s going on?” my mother asked the doctor, with a weeping voice.
“ There is nothing to worry about. We just couldn’t find the blood vessels of your daughter.” He said that prudently.
After three attempts, they finally managed to find my vein.
My blood was dark and thick.
I noticed that