My Bet Is You

by Manuela Ricci

  "You're in a good mood JJ" Lex pointed out to me, giving me a nudge.

  "Stop and think to train" the warn, pointing our coach, Mora, and jump like animals that hunt. One week separates us from the first championship, and I want to see the team name

  flashing on the big screen, while winning leave the field.

  "I bet that smile is about a certain person I know" is pressing, never knowing when to shut up. Gus joins him, and climb the last ten steps in unison.

  "Come on, you really want to cut us off from your love life?"

  They pretend both a pout that I would smash right this second, but are saved by the whistle of our coach that leaves us free at last.

  "You can do more!" Scolds us, staring at the clock, nobody emits a breath, we all had done their best, but in reality in football this word does not exist, you can always push beyond even surpassing themselves. So with the body beaded with sweat we head to the locker room. Carter gives me a pat on the back. "Welcome back," he says past me.

  I have not forgotten his speech, and I have no intention of committing crap, either with them or with Carrie. I am free of my stuff, I put in the bag and I see the flashing mobile phone display, I flow with your finger on the notification, and read a message telling me that Carrie has to help his brother.

  Just seeing his name makes me blood boil, but I can do nothing, but to accept, which is close to that piece of shit.

  Blaze, stands next to me, it all scented like

  the ass of a newborn is always the first to fly very showers.

  "We can spend the afternoon together, me, you, Tia and Carrie. I thought we could take them on the ferris wheel Santa Monica Park, I think there are not yet gone. "

  I told Carrie to my best friend, before training, he just told me to be careful, but I saw a half-smirk in those words. He's never seen me so taken by a girl, and I can say the same thing about him. I fought the cellullare purse.

  "Carrie's brother, I do not think will be able to reach." I grab a clean towel and the connection to the neck.

  "Actually, Tia told me that he would spend the afternoon with you."

  I look at him confused. "I think he got it wrong, sent me a message before." Blaze darkens, and shrugs indifferently.

  "Yes, maybe he got it wrong." I do not like the tone that captures his voice. We press my hands on his hips, taking a step toward him.

  "Tell me what you need and let's finish this!" He just show me the phone, I read the message, and noted that the time takes only a few seconds from mine.

  "Whatever you're starting with you, it is best that you understand not to say bullshit brother."

  I do not answer, serro the jaw and I sling beneath the murmur of water. I lock myself in those three walls, isolating me for a moment. There must be a misunderstanding, there must be necessarily.

  The palms of the hands are placed on the tiles, the head bends down and feel the rivulets of water running through my body, I think back to his words, the only ones that beg to get into my head: I want you, Logan. It was sincere, and I know how much he weighed admit it to herself. If you have lied to me something must have happened.

  A strange feeling began to occupy my chest, I quickly rinse, and get out of the shower with the towel cinched at the waist. I sit on one of the benches, my comrades in dribs and drabs vanish from the dressing room. I take the phone and decide to call it, but I find myself talking for the tenth time with the robotic voice of the answering machine.

  "Shit!" I curse, and hold the phone, the knuckles whiten. Where the hell can that be? Taking up and get dressed in a hurry, I have to reach the parking lots and let me hitch a ride from someone. Put a pair of cargo pants, a white tank top, my Stansmith, put on my sunglasses and opening the door to the exit. Darted his eyes on the few remaining machines, Lex is showing off its trailer arts with a new cheerleader. With long strides I reached him.

  "Sganciami car keys," she ordered. The girl looks at me with fawning eyes, turning a lock of hair between the toes.

  "Are you kidding man? Can not you see ... yes, I'm busy. "With a nod, indicating that she manages very well to get noticed by herself. "This is Carrie, please."

  Corruccia his forehead, and without question, he puts his hands in his pockets to put me on the palm the keys to his car.

  "You owe me a favor," he says, raising an eyebrow.

  "Even two brother." Monto to the side guide, and childbirth at full speed, the Stop the beak Pick Up Blaze with Gus. Down the window.

  "What's up?" He asks with a shrug of his chin. Their eyes are on me, I know that if I told you where I'm bringing me would follow, but I can not lie to him.

  "From Murphy." He popping a knowing look.

  "We follow you, go." Blaze is talking, do I enter gas and directed me on the USC Coast. I press hard on the accelerator, the body is rubbed against the seat, and I feel my heart galloping horses at the same rate that I have under my ass. I swear, if it is because of him that does not answer the phone, this time will not save anyone.

  Throw an eye on the rearview mirror, and I see the Blaze machine that follows me every risky overtaking I do.

  The phone continues to call automatically Carrie, to no avail. Pinned beneath his palace and eyes wide when I see how tanned her car. Sketch out, leaving the door open, and Blaze Gus behind me. "What the fuck happened?" The broken glass crunching under our feet, I make the rounds, and I observe the body to pieces. I pinch the tip of the nose, the nostrils dilate. Pesto his fist at the intercom, and sound uninterruptedly its interior.

  I hear the rustle of the other party open communication, and does not leave you time to answer.

  "Where the fuck is Carrie?" Bark.

  "Get your cocks Jhonson, are not business about you!" Anger mounts along the backbone.

  "That's where you're wrong, she's not my business!" Growl, "or come down, and tell me what the fuck happened to you or I go and I say I do while spitting his teeth."

  The door snaps, and I'm already running down the stairs, directed to break the face to that scumbag.

  Blaze grabs me by the arm. "Calm down. We are here just to see Carrie. "I shake it off, and hammer his fist against the door of his apartment. As soon as you open, my hands are already close to his shirt signed.

  "What have you done?"

  Scottie pushes me. Strong. Blaze and Gus walk into the room.

  "Murphy, does not suit you. Tell us what happened to Carrie, and as we came we leave. "She crosses her arms over her chest, and goes to the living room from the window. "I fucked up, I betrayed her trust. She, she discovered, she came here, has destroyed my car and is gone, "he shrugs, turning back towards us.

  "I do not even know where he is." Shooting with his head back, wrinkling his face confused. "It was Carrie reduce you to such a machine?"

  She nods, and for the first time I see the soak shame on his face.

  "What did you do?" The question comes out as a whisper, but inside I'm about to burst, every cell seems crazy, vague in the body that I'm trying to control unnecessarily.

  "You have the answer in your hands Johnson. The envelope. "I shake my head and surplus at him, Gus and Blaze I grab both stopping arms.

  "You can beat me, I will not do more harm than words of my sister who told me goodbye. Johnson Beat me! Do it! "Almost begs, inviting me with a gesture of hands to meet him, and God knows what I would like it.

  I never wanted to look at the contents of that envelope, but if he did lose control Carrie in there, there must be a lot more of his past.

  "You know, you're right, I can not do more harm to you as it did Carrie. So stattene closed hole in your thinking about the fact that you lost your sister! "

  Narrowed his eyes on him, with a disdain that I had not even reserved for my father.

  "Stables away" threatened, we retraced my steps.

  Esco from the apartment where the air was being sucked while I imagined Carrie's face, clashed disappointed in the look of those who should have protected.


  "Which envelope spoke Scottie?" Blaze and Gus staring me in the face waiting for a response that can not result. I head to the R8.

  "Tia Call and feel if he heard, I pass to Danny's and I jump at Molly's." Gus pulls me the keys from his hands. "You do not drive in this state," warns me, and only then did I realize how my body trembles, watch your hands, clench into fists and lie down, but I can not calm down, I have to find her, I have to be with her.

  "Just move your ass." I can not look away from Scottie car, Gus makes a sharp reverse. I'm coming little, I'm coming to save you.

  We pass by Danny's within the local crowded, Mercedes is intent on serving some tables when I Staglio in front of her. "You heard Carrie? I can not find it. "

  He shakes his head and shrugged and heads for the large doors to the kitchen limelight.

  "He just said that he could not come. I am also concerned, he never missed a single day of work, "he explains.

  The panic comes over me, I swallow hard, trying to find my voice, I clear my throat: "If I were to call, please let me know."

  I crawl out of the room, unleashing a kick to the surrounding air, under the dazed looks of passers-by.

  "All right, I'll call you later," Blaze said, closing the call and focusing his eyes on me.

  "Nothing, not even Tia was able to hear it." I run my hands through his hair, tugging slightly.

  "Where could she have gone?" I am desperate, and I do not give a fuck if that's what I look like, because I have to find, I know it is safe.

  "Brother, we are in Los Angeles, it could be anywhere. He'll sbollendo his anger, I am sure that as soon as you will hear, she will call you "Gus chooses his words carefully, but do not need to fuck all because the grip in my stomach will not let me free.

  Also present at the club Streep Molly's is a hole in the water.

  I'm going crazy in the head swirl disconnected thoughts, that implode constantly mozzandomi your breath away, and I wonder just where it will be over.

  The gate of the villa opens up, and Gus park your car along the avenue. We enter the house and I go straight to my room without saying a word, I think of them now gone. Continuous calling up to deplete the battery charge. It is a silence that screams in my ears, it runs on letting my body cosparga of creeps. Tire slide the porch, defeated, I feel lost.

  I got it and lost in a day, emptied by a feeling of shit that oppresses my chest. Slide with an eye toward the ocean waves, I do not know why I always find at them, looking for answers to a sea so immense will never give me.

  "I do not believe it," I mutter to myself, I run across the room and I sling down the stairs.

  "Where are you going?" She cries after Blaze, but I have no time to stop to answer, I'm already treading the sands of the beach, when my eyes crashing on her, she curled up near the shore.

  "Carrie?"

  Not even once, her chin resting on her knees, and her arms wrapped around her legs.

  "I thought this would be different, that the past would never have reached me, but ...."

  I sit by his side, his heart pumping a thousand, I just want to hold her to me to sink my face into her hair and lose myself in her scent.

  "I looked everywhere." He turns slightly toward me, his gaze is turned off, the eyes are dimmed with tears, and her cheeks bear the marks.

  "I need time," she whispered with a tired voice, I wonder how long you're here.

  "For what?" My hand lightly laying on her face, he pulled back a lock of hats, the restart behind the ears. It's damn good even so, reduced into a million pieces I have to rebuild, I have to put them back together to see the smile that swept me this morning, while we were lost in each other and we existed only us.

  "I already told you how much I am broken Logan?"

  He holds a forced smile, bitter as the taste of his words clawing me from inside, mozzandomi your breath for impotence that stands before me.

  "There are little broken, I'm there. We put it back all right. "

  I'm afraid myself of what I said, I'm afraid you can jump up and run away, like last time, but it does not.

  It nestles at me, resting her head on his shoulder.

  "Promise me that one day will be fine, everything will change."

  I do not know what you mean, what torments, but whatever, I'm ready to Starla side.

  "I promise you. You want to tell me what happened to you? "

  He shakes his head in denial, and I cingo in a hug accepting his silence, for now this is enough for me. I just hold her close to me, I just feel his breath join mine and I just welcome her pain.

  I never believed in love, and I do not know what it's like to love another person, but what I feel for her, I think that approaches much to this word which I have never spoken to any of them.

  "Let's go inside." I pull up with me. "I do not Miss Logan."

  His eyes slip into mine, with a desire that makes me wince. She caresses his cheeks, running with his eyes on the delicate profile of those features that make it unique and special.

  "Do not miss" promise, smiling, and I press my forehead against his.

  "How can you tell? You do not know what I left behind and what could swallow me at any moment. "

  He's right, I do not know, but I do not care. I'll be a fool, and maybe I am, but I always run a thousand risks in the field, and she is the most difficult game to deal with, because they do not know my opponents, I do not know what to torture his mind, but I know that I would run against all thing, to reach the goal to finally make it free from everything.

  "Come with me." I interrupt her fears, her questions, entwining my fingers to his pressing vigorously on the skin. When we enter the house, Gus stands up surprised, I make him nod not to say a word, I do not want you to know that I was by Scottie. Everything I want to find out from her, when she's ready to tell me.

  "Hey Carrie, we are going to drain the pasta, you join us?"

  Lex with his grin charmer manages to snatch a slight smile.

  "No thanks, I do not have much appetite."

  Pretending to be injured, he theatrically puts a hand to her chest.

  "Baby you hurt me so." I feel her stiffen at the sound of those words.

  "If you call another time my girlfriend, baby, I'll let you cook with your feet, because you the detachment those arms, you prick!"

  Break out all laughed, I look sideways at Carrie, who seems to have relaxed for a moment.

  "So girl eh?" Hound all, almost in unison. It is something completely new for me, but yes, fuck, she is mine and no one else.

  We go through the door of my room. "I'll take the piss for the whole season," he says, sitting down on the bed.

  "I also believe I" admit laughing.

  For a moment, we are here just me and her and the whole day seems to have never existed. We turn inward something, together we are trying to learn, to discover.

  "Can I ..." tries to say, but I interrupt, "Stay, stay here with me tonight." A smile finally appears on that full mouth, an invitation which I can not escape, I need to hear it, to have it against my chest, on my lips. I lean over her, as usual, I leave it to float away from his eyes that penetrate me deeply, in your mouth, it's the way I beg her to let me lose her.

  His breath tickles me, separates us a little less than a centimeter so that its flavor to blend with mine, and that is what happens, when his hands pressed against my neck. It lies on the bed, taking me with her. The palms of your hands on the mattress sink, I sorreggo towering over her perfect little body.

  Everything about her suits me, to my hands that caress, my mouth who can not break away from her. It is a desperate kiss her, I can feel how his urges breath, and slide your hands on my back, than woven mesh, nails sticking in my flesh, tearing a grunt.

  I'm losing control, his pelvis is arched coming on meeting, and his moans explode inside my mouth greedy sucking his lips, my erection pressed against her.

  "Shit Carrie," I whisper just with lust that begins to lick our bodies that interlock with
each other.

  "I love Logan" almost begs.

  He savor the curve of her jaw, a trail of wet kisses covers the skin of his neck that I can feel shiver at the touch of my tongue.

  "I love you too," I manage, almost gasping in breath.

  Grab the belt of my pants, I feel tinkering, and I pulled back and rolled to his side.

  "What's up?" He asks confused, sitting on the bed. He rubbed his hands against his face, trying to regain control.

  "Not so." I look at him sideways, biting her lower lip.

  "Not so Jhonson, really? I'm not quite as good as Brooke, or Bettany? "

  Try to jump up, but I'm back on him. so much we press my body against his, to make them feel able to make me feel like is struggling against myself, not take it here, now. But she is just trying to get away right now, and I do not want to be his outlet, I want you to want me like I wish every centimeter of his being.

  "Not to say more such bullshit! 'Nearly growl," You're not them, because they are nothing, and you for me ... you are everything to me Carrie Murphy »

  19

  JUST PAIN

  Logan

  I do not move, I rest suspended over her, leveraging arms. He sinks into his eyes, searching for answers that do not arrive, but I see only pain. Something is torn in his chest, because I want to help, I would tear all that torments and I bear the weight.

  I read it in his eyes, the color of burnt caramel, trying to get away, to escape, and a part of me gives way to quiet prayers that I run on him. Inarco slightly back and hit on her, my legs encircle the waist, muscles are stretched, dart, I repeat the gesture to move on her, I look at the eyes spinning in the sky and tilts her head upward. I take advantage of that moment to sink against his neck, her lips part, lens, read against her skin. The I run for its entire length, only just touching it, his hands clinging in an almost desperate gesture behind me. I reach the clavicle, slightly pulled back the flap of tissue that covers it, savor the bitter sweet taste of his body and continue to wiggle his hips almost imperceptibly.