something was unusual.
The result of the blood test would come within three days.
I walked out the clinic and I looked at my arm and saw swelling and haematoma on my skin.
“ Satisfied?” I asked my mother when I stepped into the car.
“Not yet, I need to check your blood test.” she replied.
“ I will never put my feet back in that damn clinic! Look what they did with my arm!” And I slammed the car door as I was outraged.
CHAPTER 18
On the next day, I went to school with a bad mood, because my arm was still swollen.
Before I entered the classroom , I met Eros in the hall. I tried to come back and not to face him. It was too late, he walked beside me.
“ Are you still angry?” he asked.
“ No”, I answered, looking ahead.
“ Why are you avoiding me?” he insisted
“ I’m not avoiding you.”
At a great pace , I left him behind, though he held my wounded arm, obstructing me.
“Ouch!” I screamed.
“ Are you hurt?” He looked down at my right arm. “What’s this?”
“ This was an unlucky blood test.” I looked away awkwardly.
“ Have they collected your blood?” He raised his eyebrows.
“ Yeah” My voice was very weak.
“ Are you sick?” he asked.
“ I’ve been sleeping too much and my mother is worrying about me…she thinks I’m anemic.”
“ That’s stuff and nonsense…” he said, glancing at me with a slight smile.
“Do you think this is nonsense? And if I’m really sick, what do you think this?” I asked, disappointed.
“ That must be a lack of blood”, he said, in a serious tone.
“ How?”… “Lack of blood?” I asked, perplexed.
“ You need red meat.” he explained.
“ I eat red meat every day.” I went into the details, ingenuously.
“ Try to eat only raw meat.” he said, looking at my face.
“ Thank you for this hint!” I said, ironically.
Would who eat raw meat? I thought to myself.
“I’m serious”, he said.
Eros and I stared at each other, in silence.
I felt other chill as I stared at him, confused. He seemed to understand more about my problem than my own doctor.
CHAPTER 19
I came back to the library and tiptoed, trying to reach a book on the shelf.
I couldn’t even touch it.
Suddenly I heard a male voice, making me shiver.
It was the same voice that scared me whenever I listened to.
“ Let me pick it for you.”
I looked back at him and my face gave evidence of my astonishment.
Eros didn’t need to tiptoe to touch it. He just stretched his hand to grab the book.
When he raised his arm, his sleeve rose and I could see the tattoo on his left arm.
“Here it is.” he said, handing me the book.
I took the book, absently. I stared at his tattoo with watchful eyes.
“ What is this on your arm?” I asked, biting my lip.
My curiosity was much bigger than my silence.
“ It’s a symbol of Neptune.” he said, while lifting his sleeve to show more clearly that drawing.
I had the strange feeling when I looked at that tattoo.
I deduced I had seen it before, somewhere, but I did not know where and I couldn’t remember how.
“ You surprise me every day!” I breathed deeply. “I thought you didn’t like these things.”
I finished and I felt myself becoming dizzy.
“ I didn’t do this tattoo because I wanted… it appeared on my arm.” He faced me again.
“ Do you always make use of your sense of humor to justify all the wrong things you do?” I looked at the ground thoughtfully.
“ Do you think it’s wrong for someone to have a tattoo?” He stared at me penetratingly.
“ I think it’s wrong the way in which people use them.” I said, looking at his arm.
“ In my case, it’s part of my survival.”
“ Are you a sort of gangster?” I asked, impressed.
“ Do I look like a gangster?”
“ I don’t know… sometimes you’re so… mysterious.” I confessed, doubtfully.
“ Does it bother you?” Eros asked,