Fragmented Love

by Pet TorreS

  Marianne went and sat on the couch next to Amelia. She is holding the hand of the young and realized it was cold. Then she asked with concern.

  "He tried to rape you?"

  "Do not exaggerate Marianne!"

  The stepmother sighed in relief and smiled situation.

  "What a stupid question I ask!"

  Amelia then lowered her head and was unhappy to confess something.

  "Juan Carlos is passionate by Arms" - She looked straight ahead. - "He has a gun in his room and saw before me because he showed me Juan took the gun so carefully I confess that I was terrified of him...."

  Marianne hastily rose and shook her head. She wanted another cigarette and went to the next table, took out a cigarette and a lighter red.

  "And that's why you want to leave the guy" - She shook her head again and turned her snuff. - "Amelia, do not be so paranoid, Juan Carlos is not the murderer of your father would not have any reason to be"

  She put a hand on each side of the head and clasped her hands. The veins in her forehead stood up and her face was flushed.

  "Sometimes I think I'll go crazy! These things will really end up going me crazy!"

  She said looking down, hands clutching her head.

  Chapter 22

  THE FIRST NIGHT OF LOVE

  A few weeks later, Amelia decided to take a shower. When the water from the shower fell on her body she noticed that it felt special, perhaps softer and more beautiful. After the bath she went to the room and stood before the mirror, put on a beautiful dress on the body.

  That afternoon she felt a desire to be more beautiful and more attractive to her boyfriend. Something inside her demanded. Perhaps a sixth sense.

  Just hours later, Juan Carlos and she were walking through a forest full of trees, one after another. The place was beautiful, quiet and romantic.

  Suddenly the weather became cloudy and started to rain. The phenomenon of nature did not intend to spoil the moment of the couple. But it was necessary that the rain falling at the time.

  Soon it began to thunder and the rain was more violent. They looked to the sky and started wetting their faces with rainwater.

  They ended up laughing at the circumstance.

  Then Juan Carlos and Amelia entered an apartment that was locked. The place was dark. Amelia looked around and saw the place with little furniture. I'd forgotten they were still very wet and needed to change clothes.

  "Does anyone live here?"

  "No. But I come here when I want to be alone"

  She looked to her boyfriend.

  "And when the owner gets here and finds us?"

  The boy smiled. Its smooth and golden hair were stuck to his forehead.

  "The owner is here"

  "Where?"

  She looked around, searching for a third person in the place.

  "Right in front of you"

  He said seriously, standing in front of her. His sweaters, completely soaked in water clung to his defined chest.

  "This is yours?" - She looked at the gray roof of the house.

  "Yes, I would've won when I was twenty-one years"

  "Are you going to live here when you get married?"

  He looked charming. - "You choose"

  Amelia blushed. The word marriage still sounded strange to her. It was as if the girl had to rush their future. Then she looked down and said.

  "Maybe someone marry you"

  "But I just want you"

  He said, touching the chin of the beloved fingers and making him face her eyes.

  The apartment was a little dark, thundering and lightning flashed outside. Amelia looked insecure in that mysterious place with her fascinating boyfriend. She began to get nervous. A shiver invaded her legs.

  "I'll get you something to wear"

  The lightning was stronger and let clearly see the glow of the blue eyes of Juan Carlos. Immediately she said, holding her arm, preventing him from walking.

  "No need! Now I'm going"

  But he insisted.

  "It's raining cats and dogs outside"

  Amelia turned and looked at the window near the apartment. At that time thundered strong and she got scared. Turning her body she was found with Juan Carlos standing in front of her.

  He hugged her, breathing hard after the scare. John lowered his face and kissed her on the lips. He leaned gently against the wall. Her pale fingers undid her dress on the front. And then he kissed her again on the lips. But his lips were sliding down her neck and found the back of her neck. He gave her a slight bite. Amelia groaned made even more excited her couple in front of her.

  Lying in bed, her dark eyes followed his movements slow, lying on top of her. But before he ripped the shirt from his body and threw it across. Again he began to pursue his beloved's neck with his thin, warm lips.

  Amelia was upset whenever she saw in the eyes of her loved one. She was trying to look like a blind and ignore the bright blue before her, but it was impossible, the eyes format of John afflicted at the time that it should be so special for both.

  "Stop!" - She put her hands on her chest and pushed him back. -. "I cannot your blue eyes are problems for me"

  "Close your eyes"

  He muttered, and went over it again.

  She closed her eyes and he was kissing her on the lips again, but she could not get a kiss with pleasure and opened her eyes bitterly, trying to get away from him.

  "I still keeping my eyes closed, I see them anyway"

  Seeing no other alternative, Juan Carlos took a dark band and placed it over her eyes. From that moment he started playing in Amelia slowly. He kissed his beloved, which acts like a blind. His open palm began to slide down the body of Amelia and her sharp touch, realized over the softness of her skin and perfect curves of her body.

  His fingers began to touch gently on the back. Feeling the tongue of John on her neck, down her neck and found one of her breasts.

  His lips sucked voluptuously, in order to engulf them all at once. She closed her eyes and stifled a groan that came from her throat. She also felt herself wet and throbbing privates under a burning desire that burned across her skin.

  Both were completely naked, making love slowly. Juan Carlos wanted to do with refinement.

  Gently he moved her hips and penetrated. At that time, both groaned, but the wail of Amelia sounded louder.

  Because her virginity had languished at that time.

  After consummate the sexual act, both were lying with their bodies together and the right hand of Juan Carlos was still wandering through the body of Amelia. It may be that his way of saying thank you for this extraordinary moment in bed.

  Even in repetitive moments the hand of his companion, she remained inert, quietly staring into space.

  Chapter 23

  REMORSE

  Dawn, the sun woke up, radiating a light harmonious sleeping bodies from the night before.

  After some time, Amelia was sitting on her couch in the living room of her house, telling all to Marianne. As it had been her first night of love.

  "Was it good?"

  "I feel strange, I feel the same. It seems he took something from me. But is one thing I will not need in the future"

  Marianne smiled happily. She remembered her first love story and said.

  "The first time it is, but the second ..."

  She pushed her stepdaughter with enthusiasm, Amelia lay on the couch and Marianne fell upon her. Both began to laugh a lot. Thereafter, they could talk naturally about sex.

  ***

  The meetings of the couple had frequent back in the apartment. There had total freedom to discover the bed. Without taking precautions, fearing if anyone could catch them at any time during an adventure.

  Amelia was sitting in the chair with a white dress and Juan Carlos held a red rose in her right hand. Kneeling before her, he immediately began to slide the flower by the body of his partner. Where the Rose run, he left a burning kiss on her skin.

  Finally, he held
the stem of the rose with his lips as his hands began to caress her partner's legs, nearly lifting the skirt of her dress.

  Instigated, Amelia took the Rose and broke it with her hand during the pain she was feeling while John was in and out of her at the same time.

  Now they were lying in bed, both were covered with a dark blue blanket from the waist down.

  Amelia's feet touched. She held a hand in his face, the boy had his pale bare chest. It did not seem concerned about life outside the home, only inside.

  "There are many things we do in this life and then we regret"

  John said, staring at the ceiling and his mind had dark shadows and undefined. Any memory of his past was there tormenting him at that time.

  "Why do you say that?"

  Amelia lifted her head and looked into his face. Her boyfriend was too ambiguous. He should not act that way, after all, only had "sex", full of affection and truths.

  "Because I did something I’ll regret it until my death" - He shook his head. - "I will not forgive me for that"

  A tear came out of his blue eyes.

  His tears moved to Amelia, she touched his face with her fingers and removed from his skin.

  "Are you crying? Are you sad?"

  The boy sat on the bed, firmly holding Amelia's wrists and made her sit before him. He looked into her dark eyes and confessed with contrition.

  "Whatever happens, I want you to know that I really love. The love I feel for you will never be treacherous"

  "You're scaring me!"

  She ran her eyes with astonishment on his face and closed her eyes. Amelia began stroking his face tenderly. I wanted to give a verbal proof of his love and was in her ear and said in a sincere voice full of sympathy.

  "I love you more than myself"

  And she kissed him on the lips. Both closed their eyes to dip kiss that could be the end.

  Chapter 24

  A DREAM REVEALS THE MURDERER

  At night, Amelia was asleep and dreamed that his father was being murdered. This image was repeated several times, this was a dying stage. The blue-eyed murderer appeared at all times. Under a cap of black ninja.

  At that time she began to see a very dark place, behind closed doors, suddenly appeared in the image of the hooded man, the same who killed Walter. Now he was standing in front of Amelia.

  They stared at each other for a long period. Following this the individual will clear off her shirt. Bottom-up and began to slide his hand over her naked body. The murderer hood slightly rose up to her nose and kissed wildly. After they finished the kiss, he took off once the hood of his face, revealing his identity without fear. Amelia was surprised to see the face of Juan Carlos in front of her.

  She woke up and looked very scared with electrifying scenes of her dream.

  "God, it's him!

  ***

  The next morning, Amelia was taking a shower, and crying a lot. She bathed with water and alcohol. Repulsion felt by her own body. Every time she thought the murderer of her father had touched.

  After the bath, she walked wrapped in a towel and hugged Marianne.

  She was crying desperately. Imagining that her life was no point.

  "It was he, Marianne! The dream revealed the murderer of my father!"

  "And if is not him?"

  "It's him"

  Chapter 25

  CONFESSION

  The evening was cheerful, Amelia was under a tree and approached Juan Carlos, his hands in the pockets of his jeans. I stood in front of her and raised his eyebrows.

  "Marianne told me you were waiting under the tree"

  "You said you loved me. You were not lying?"

  He squeezed his eyes and stared seriously.

  "You are strange!"

  "What do you I feel taking advantage of me?"

  He shook his head. - "I do not understand"

  "Let the farce already! I cannot take it anymore!"

  He shouted.

  "Could you explain what's going on here?"

  She looked him in the face.

  "When I thought you were looking forward to be my friend, you wanted to take advantage of me. I thought you loved me, not you hated me. Whenever you offered me your protection, and I was in danger myself in flesh"

  He pursed his lips.

  - I still do not understand anything.

  However, Amelia gave him another cold stare. Almost as cold as the cold stare of his father's murderer.

  "You have face of murderer. Only your character is so dirty and rotten as your damn gun!"

  Now he looked at her suspiciously.

  "What do you mean?"

  "You are the murderer of my father!"

  He shook his head and remained serious. This was a very serious charge.

  "Where did you get that?"

  "The dream revealed to me. I saw you when you took off the black mask on your face"

  Totally disgusted, Juan looked up and rubbed his lips with your fingers. His blue eyes lost their vigor. He seemed plagued by those charges.

  "You're not saying this seriously, right?"

  She shouted at him desperately.

  "Murderer!"

  "You cannot believe in a dream"

  "How could you kill my father?"

  His dark eyes were full of tears.

  "I did not kill him!"

  "Lie! How long will you lie? Afraid of being arrested? Is that all?

  She approached carefully. Her hands touched the boy's chest.

  "Well, you can admit it what you did. They are two of us here. I will not arrest you, I'm no authority to do so"

  Juan moved away from her. - "Why are you with this issue? This will end up making things worse between us"

  She said.

  "Why do not you tell the truth I'll understand if you do not lie I know who killed him, but confessed, I know how to forgive you" - The eyes looked. - "Because I love you"

  She hugged him and John gasped. The blow had left him immobile, even in the lungs.

  "Tell me, why was he killed? Please, I need to know!

  "I cannot. You're going to hate me"

  I said looking around. The young man looked surprised.

  "Juan Carlos, I have a right to know the whole truth about the murder of my father"

  "You cannot do this, Amelia I was ready to forget all this." - Confessed after a deep breath.

  "Tell me more"

  She looked at his pale face, and stood hugging him. She kept him not to be far away from her now.

  With great difficulty, he said.

  "Your father was involved with the smuggling of illegal weapons. But he betrayed the band and decided to take his life"

  "And you killed him ..."

  She looked down.

  Juan Carlos was silent and held her tighter, confessing.

  "I went forced"

  Amelia pushed him and fell sitting on the floor. Repentant the boy stood with his head down.

  "You make me sick! Do not know how much I hate you!

  After that, he had the strength to lift her face and look at her, standing in front of him.

  "I told you once, I did something I'd regret for the rest of my life, I will never forgive me, remember? I meant the death of your father"

  Amelia's tears began to roll her eyes. She immediately tried to eliminate them.

  "I should have known better than to make the shot against him. It's too late, you cannot bring my father back"

  "To forgive is never too late"

  He muttered and looked down.

  Amelia then broke the chain with a medal on her neck and threw him over Juan Carlos. The boy was surprised by the violent act of his girlfriend.

  "I do not want that shit!"

  She said looking at the chain and medal fallen into the lap of Juan Carlos.

  The trunks of the trees began to shake and Juan Carlos looked up. Suddenly he saw two uniformed policemen behind the tree. They were hiding in the tree, witnessing the boy's confession.


  Amelia had arranged with the police that led to it. In this way, the child may confess the crime.

  "But what is this?" - Asked surprised Juan.

  "You are under arrest"

  One of police told him and put handcuffs on the wrists of the young man stood up with the help of another officer.

  "Come on!"

  The authority informed the murderer. Before taking his first step out of the place, Juan looked at Amelia and said sadly.

  "Amelia, you should not have done this to me!"

  She pulled away from him and started sobbing to the police. The pains inside were big.

  One, because she lost her father cruelly.

  Another, who had been deceived by the murderer of her own father. The person who loved and trusted blindly giving her body and her chastity.

  "Are you okay?"

  A policeman asked, seeing her mourn uncontrollably.

  "Yes"

  Finally, she said looking down all the time.

  After that, Amelia opened her eyes and saw that was a dreaming. She had the second dream that revealed the real murderer of her father. There was no doubt that Juan Carlos was responsible for his death.

  At that time, she sat down and began to mourn in the dark. She never imagined finding the murderer of her father and try to make him pay for his crimes and who were hurt so much and having to sacrifice their love life for justice.

  Only for the wrongful death of her father.

  Chapter 26

  THE DISAPPOINTMENT

  Mrs. Fatima opened the door of her house and a man in social clothing, raised his hand up, showing a black wallet with his ID. Suddenly the man's deep voice said.

  "Civil Police, ma'am" - under the hand. - "We're looking for Mr. Juan Carlos Volkovis"

  The woman's eyes widened. - "My son. What went wrong?"