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Gloom Chapter 44
She looked at the street where she lived very carefully, as if trying to record every detail in her mind. Arriving at my house, I waved my hand inside, politely."Do you want to come in?"He shook his head. She moved to the porch steps and sat down. "I'll wait for you here," he said with a smile.-OK. I will not be late.He nodded.I walked in a little hesitantly, trying to quickly formulate what Anthony would say to him, but he wasn't in the living room, even though the TV was on.I went straight to the second floor bathroom to get my toothbrush and other personal toiletries. I kept everything in the same bag that I used to carry my things to work. I assumed my brother was in his room, and I knew he would have to wake him up or interrupt whatever he was doing to announce that he wouldn't be spending the night.I ran down the hall and when I opened my bedroom door, I was in a daze.It took me an eternal moment to react. At first I couldn't recognize the naked bodies entwined on my un
Gloom Chapter 45
"Ready for the reveal?" His question of hers made me laugh. She removed her hands from covering her face. Ta-da!My eyes widened. Without a drop of makeup, Nat could easily pass for a girl of fifteen or sixteen. Despite that, her face looked very pretty, childish, but young and shiny."You look good like that," I said with a smile."Thank you," he murmured, twisting his face, "but with this face I can't enter the clubs."I laughed again, but the laugh faded as my eyes strayed once more to his hands."Don't look at them. Don't look at them. Don't look at them."I hid my face in the cup in my hands and drank some more of the chamomile tea that she had prepared for me, so as not to continue seeing them.Nat was wearing a black T-shirt with a rock band print on it, which was so big on her that it almost looked like a short dress. The garment completely revealed his thin arms, and I couldn't help but notice the small blue butterfly tattoo on his right forearm… Just as I couldn't ignore the
Gloom Chapter 46
Anger threatened to surface, but I fought to keep it at bay."Nat, I told you I wanted to forget about that for today," I murmured.-Please tell me. She pouted childishly, and it didn't seem like she was asking to annoy me, but because she really wanted to know.Now I understood why my curiosity was sometimes irritating to people. Running into a person almost as curious as me was something gratifying... and unbearable at the same time. More for me, it cost me a world to share my feelings and secrets with others.I sighed, giving up."It bothers me that they kept it from me for so long," I replied with my eyes closed. I do not like lies.-I see. She reached over to the coffee table to take the cup of tea between her hands, before leaning back on the sofa and looking at me again. Doesn't it bother you that they did the dirty deed in your own bed?I clenched my teeth."Yeah, Nat, that bothers me, too," I muttered. I'm trying to forget it.-I do not understand. What the hell is wrong with
Gloom Chapter 47
His answer made me look back at the cup in my hands. I caught the nervous smile on my face."And if I'm not worth it?" I mumbled, because suddenly a fear different from the one you have when faced with danger: the fear of failing someone."Prove me yes," he asked in a whisper.My chest had a strange reaction, it was flooded with a pleasant and alien warmth at the same time, the kind that feels like when you connect with a person that you still can't know much about, and that you may never fully know, but who, at end, it doesn't matter. Because you understand that the past and the way of living of that person do not matter, as long as they count on each other."Can I turn on the TV?" -I asked for. I really didn't want to see anything in particular, but the overwhelming feeling threatened to topple the shield I'd worked my whole life to build around myself.However, at that moment I knew that she had already achieved it.Nat set the guitar aside, got up to find the remote and hand it ov
Gloom Chapter 48
I swallowed. I ran the back of my hand across my forehead to wipe away the sweat.“N-it was nothing."Uh-huh…" She took a sip and rested her head on one hand, her eyes narrowing."How long have you been there looking?""I wasn't looking at you." —She pointed her index finger at the television on. I recognized immediately that I was watching an episode of Doctor House .I muttered another apology and sat down. The vestiges of my nightmare had me groggy."Do you have nightmares very often?" She wanted to know, and I thought I detected a trace of concern in her voice.I rubbed my eyelids."Lately, yes," I muttered hopelessly. Almost every day."Geez, you should go see a psychiatrist," he said jokingly, and smiled. You want breakfast? I have coffee, for you to wake up. Ah, it's true, you don't like it. Well, I have, um …, coffee and…I laughed, shaking my head."Coffee will be fine."I turned my cell phone back on after we went out looking for a place to have lunch. The phone was immediat
Gloom Chapter 49
"You could have told me any of those times…" I muttered angrily. Just like you could have done it anywhere but in my fucking bed.Her jaw clenched, as if she'd been hit hard in the stomach, and I turned away, not waiting for the bus.On the way home I tried to calm down before my parents, who had arrived in the morning, saw me devastated. I had a lot of bottled up feelings and therefore wanted to cry out of sheer helplessness, but not in front of them.The next few days felt like psychological torture.Time seemed eternal at work. Jade, who realized that Diana was no longer speaking to me, would come up to me whenever she saw me alone. However, as much as I tried with her, I couldn't get totally comfortable with her, and faking sympathy all the time was more exhausting than I could imagine. After the discussion on Monday, neither Diana nor I wanted to make an effort to start a conversation or to try to fix the situation.And so, even though it hurt, I decided that maybe it was best to
Gloom Chapter 50
A shudder of sheer terror washed over me at the thought.-You see? said Nat beside me, in amazement. I'm not the only one who thinks so!But I continued to stare at the brown-eyed young man.-What do you know? I countered, and was aware that my tone was unfriendly."I study psychology, I'm good at analyzing people," he said matter-of-factly, and shrugged."I don't think you look good as a psychologist," Nat said.—With a shirt, anyone can hide tattoos, little one. He smiled at himself, reaching an arm out for her. Tyler Bartley.—Nat. —A wide smile took over my friend's face as they shook hands with her.When he did the same towards me, I could see the word "Hope" written letter by letter on his fingers."Amy," I murmured back."So what is it, Amy?" Are you a member of some terrorist group or something?He and Nat laughed, but then the boy served other people who arrived. I noticed that he treated the rest of the customers in the same pleasant and friendly way, and I soon understood t
Gloom Chapter 51
"It's a mental thing," my mother said, without taking her eyes off the road. I can never pronounce the name right. She starts with Esq-q … And I lose it. Ski…I opened my eyes to the extent.-Schizophrenia?-That! As if she had just realized that it was something serious, her expression turned uneasy."But, Mom! The girl doesn't need a friend." She needs a psychiatrist! I exclaimed. What the hell could I help you with?"Your tone…" she warned me and I sighed, running my hands over my face, shaken. She is undergoing treatment. Joane is looking at the possibility of having her admitted to a mental institution, but I want to see if this helps her. Don't be like that, Amy. —Her severe voice of hers let me know that she had not liked my attitude, and she understood it, but how was my visit going to help her?What Claire needed was a doctor, a specialist. She was not a girl she barely had any memories of, and that she possibly didn't even like.My mother parked across the street from Joane