try to repair that disagreement that occured between us.”
“I am no longer angry at you.”
“I don’t want to destroy our friendship, and throw out all that I have achieved until now.” He gazed at the darkness while I gazed at his face. “You are the coolest person in that school and I don’t have anybody except you as my friend.”
“I don’t want you to lie to me again.”
“I’ll no longer do that,” he promised.
A fussy wind made my skin ruffle. Then I shrank my posture as I felt cold. Eros noticed my necessity to be snuggled up, and then he took out his dark coat and put it onto my back. Then he said to me, “You aren’t dressed adequately to be out here.”
I was reminded I was in my sleep clothes.
“I think it is better you go inside otherwise you could catch a cold.”
Then he got up and held my arm, helping me do the same. Another shudder came over my body and it wasn’t due to the wind. It was a different shudder that was provoked by the touch of his frozen hands.
I wished within me that this night could be eternal and he wouldn’t go away. He faced me, gazing into my eyes and due to this I could see inside his eyes that another world was waiting for me and through him I would be another creature.
He held my face with his hands and I faced him too, hoping for something more. Seconds later, he had done a silent reading of my aura which was attracted by his fascinating gaze.
He decided to leave my face free, taking his hands away from me.
“Now go in...” that was all he said me.
Once more I obeyed him like a domestic animal.
Then I returned home as I was cautious and happy for those unique moments.
Before I passed over the front door, I looked back at him and saw his departure. He walked slowly and disappeared thereupon.
As if he didn’t exist.
I walked up after that and began searching my room with my eyes. Then I rose from my bed, went to the open window and gazed at the orchard. There was no person in it, just a cutting wind that made my window’s curtains dance from side to side.
Seconds later, I went back to my bed, stared down at my feet, and I noticed they were dirty with earth and its grains, the same grains of clay from my orchard.
CHAPTER 17
I had 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 sleep too much,” she insisted. “Tomorrow, we are going to see a doctor.”
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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 as he was in his white medical coat.
My mother was by my side and described to the doctor my behavior over the last few days.
He started asking questions about how I was feeling. I responded to all his questions, irritated, as I thought everything was just nonsense.
A nurse walked me to the emergency room and lay me down on the stretcher. My mother stayed with me. I looked up at her face and noticed she was nervous, pacing back and forth.
The nurse brought the necessary instruments to collect my blood. I looked to my left when I felt the needle of the syringe move 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 to me. She knew there was something wrong with me.
The doctor came in, followed by the nurse as she was telling him all that had happened to me.
“What’s going on?” my mother asked the doctor, with a weeping voice.
“There is nothing to worry