It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
“How could آپ leave her?” I managed to get the سوال out of my mouth.
“Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. سے طرف کی then I figured it was too late,” Alexander کہا a look of pain was in his face.
“It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered سے طرف کی the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
“It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the picture that I saw of her was a mirror image of Genette. It would’ve killed me to see that every day,” he said. I wanted to just except the fact and go on, but I couldn’t.
“You could’ve pulled through. Now, Lucy thinks no one wants her. She was abandoned from birth, and none of the foster parents wanted her. Only because Lucy is a free-spirit,” I کہا tears in my eyes. When I became angry-or passionate in this case-I cried.
“You remind me so much of Genette, آپ know. The way آپ act, and your features. I always wished I would find someone like her, but in a man. I finally did, and it was you. A strong, passionate man that could read anyone, but himself,” Alexander looked through me.
“Would Genette be proud of your decision to abandon Lucy?” I asked, ignoring the statements he just made.
“Honestly, I don’t know. She knew she was dying, and wanted to make love with me. I was the love of her life, but she wasn’t mine. Genette knew I only loved her as a friend, but that didn’t stop her from seducing me,” Alexander gave a bittersweet smile.
“Do آپ regret it?”
“What, screwing around with a dying girl?” he asked.
“No, not adopting Lucy as soon as آپ heard about her,” I couldn’t let go of the topic. I didn’t care what happened, all I needed to know is that he was sorry for not going back to get her.
“Yes, I regret that. If I had a time machine, I would’ve adopted her,” Alexander said. A look of old sorrow crossed his soft features. I looked into his eyes, I was glad he regretted it. At the same time, I felt so sorry for him. No one should have to go through that pain.
We both shared a look of sorrow. I started to say something to the effect of ‘I’m sorry’, but I was interrupted my Alexander’s lips on mine. I kissed him deeply; he slid on سب, سب سے اوپر of me.
Alexander pulled back, and leaned down to my ear.
“Come on,” he said, and pulled me off the purple couch. I didn’t know where we were going, but we kissed in the cab until we reached an apartment building. I guessed it was his. We got out hand-in-hand.
He led me to an elevator, which we kissed in until we reached the ninth floor. We went down the hall to apartment 9A. Alexander opened up the door, and guided me inside. He kissed me again.
Somehow, we got to the bedroom, still kissing. Alexander pinned me up against the wall. He took off my shirt, revealing my six-pack I worked so hard to maintain. His eyes lingered on my mid-drift for a moment. Then his eyes moved up to my chest. I had a big, black raven tattooed across it.
Alexander kissed me again, and threw me on the bed. The mattress was soft, and the sheets were cool. It felt nice since his warm body was on سب, سب سے اوپر of me.
We made love for the rest of the night.
“How could آپ leave her?” I managed to get the سوال out of my mouth.
“Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. سے طرف کی then I figured it was too late,” Alexander کہا a look of pain was in his face.
“It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered سے طرف کی the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
“It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the picture that I saw of her was a mirror image of Genette. It would’ve killed me to see that every day,” he said. I wanted to just except the fact and go on, but I couldn’t.
“You could’ve pulled through. Now, Lucy thinks no one wants her. She was abandoned from birth, and none of the foster parents wanted her. Only because Lucy is a free-spirit,” I کہا tears in my eyes. When I became angry-or passionate in this case-I cried.
“You remind me so much of Genette, آپ know. The way آپ act, and your features. I always wished I would find someone like her, but in a man. I finally did, and it was you. A strong, passionate man that could read anyone, but himself,” Alexander looked through me.
“Would Genette be proud of your decision to abandon Lucy?” I asked, ignoring the statements he just made.
“Honestly, I don’t know. She knew she was dying, and wanted to make love with me. I was the love of her life, but she wasn’t mine. Genette knew I only loved her as a friend, but that didn’t stop her from seducing me,” Alexander gave a bittersweet smile.
“Do آپ regret it?”
“What, screwing around with a dying girl?” he asked.
“No, not adopting Lucy as soon as آپ heard about her,” I couldn’t let go of the topic. I didn’t care what happened, all I needed to know is that he was sorry for not going back to get her.
“Yes, I regret that. If I had a time machine, I would’ve adopted her,” Alexander said. A look of old sorrow crossed his soft features. I looked into his eyes, I was glad he regretted it. At the same time, I felt so sorry for him. No one should have to go through that pain.
We both shared a look of sorrow. I started to say something to the effect of ‘I’m sorry’, but I was interrupted my Alexander’s lips on mine. I kissed him deeply; he slid on سب, سب سے اوپر of me.
Alexander pulled back, and leaned down to my ear.
“Come on,” he said, and pulled me off the purple couch. I didn’t know where we were going, but we kissed in the cab until we reached an apartment building. I guessed it was his. We got out hand-in-hand.
He led me to an elevator, which we kissed in until we reached the ninth floor. We went down the hall to apartment 9A. Alexander opened up the door, and guided me inside. He kissed me again.
Somehow, we got to the bedroom, still kissing. Alexander pinned me up against the wall. He took off my shirt, revealing my six-pack I worked so hard to maintain. His eyes lingered on my mid-drift for a moment. Then his eyes moved up to my chest. I had a big, black raven tattooed across it.
Alexander kissed me again, and threw me on the bed. The mattress was soft, and the sheets were cool. It felt nice since his warm body was on سب, سب سے اوپر of me.
We made love for the rest of the night.
January 15, 1815
Journal,
Its cold. My food is almost gone, I can’t feel my hands. I lost my hat; my ears are frozen. My sisters are dying. Sasha has pneumonia, and Nastea’s lost her کوٹ and shoes. My hair is falling out. I look at the broken down train behind us. Tree’s sleep soundlessly on سب, سب سے اوپر of it. I sit at a درخت trunk, with آپ on my lap, and a scrawny pencil in my hand. Nastea sits beside Sasha, feeding her berries and herbs. I hope things get better, Journal. I hope things get better.
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
Its cold. My food is almost gone, I can’t feel my hands. I lost my hat; my ears are frozen. My sisters are dying. Sasha has pneumonia, and Nastea’s lost her کوٹ and shoes. My hair is falling out. I look at the broken down train behind us. Tree’s sleep soundlessly on سب, سب سے اوپر of it. I sit at a درخت trunk, with آپ on my lap, and a scrawny pencil in my hand. Nastea sits beside Sasha, feeding her berries and herbs. I hope things get better, Journal. I hope things get better.
Bye Journal,
Nadia
she unloads his gun
She and he waits for this
he releases his love
In blue and green orbs
she gives him مزید and more
A million miles away
A million years girl
In a black woven chest
he digs his nails deep
She trusts in him for what he does
live in a house in the suburbs
He kisses the pain with blood and light
sleeping it off in the morning
A million miles away
A million years girl
In her world of his
she unloads his gun
In a world of his
she covers the sun
A million miles away
A million years
A million years girl
