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I do not want to say anything on this chapter and I wish you a good read .
With love,
Carmen
Mariam watched with an expression off her reflection in the mirror . Her emerald green eyes shone like stars , her long blue hair fell in soft waves on the shoulder , perfectly ordered . She was beautiful , very beautiful, but she , in that mirror , in her own image , no longer recognized .
As if suddenly it becomes a mere image of herself.
It had been a month since she had discovered that the former girlfriend of her ex-boyfriend was pregnant and from that moment everything was inexorably changed .
«I'm pregnant and the father is you»
Mariam shook her head, did not feel any empathy or compassion for Sapphira, while her hands were still trying once those of Ozuma. He was very upset by the news, much to read a deep fear in his seemingly cold gestures.
«Sapphira, you are really sure this is mine?» he asked uncertainly, looking away from Mariam.
Sapphira was shaking with anger, bursting into a desperate cry in the arms of him.
And Mariam said nothing, remained silent, watching the scene with her eyes down and the heart in pieces. She could have sworn she heard the noise of the fragments of her heart drop, while the gloomy symphony echoed brutally in her chest.
«Yes, I'm pregnant and we were still together zone month ago... Ozuma, please, believe me. I could never make you a thing ... help me ... I do not really know what to do. Help me ... »
Sapphira was upset, her body was shaken by violent tremors and sobs, and in that instant Mariam disappeared, unable to hear another.
It was not her choice, but that was the only right thing to do.
How could she stand there watching the boy who loved to shake another woman affectionately?
How could she ask him to give up a child for selfishness. She could not.
But a few moments before leaving she heard the last sentence him.
«Yes, I will help you».
And during that month absurd she felt more alone than ever . Fake a smile had become her only weapon of defense when they asked her if she was all right .
«Yes I'm fine. I've never been better».
Mariam lied , she lied to everyone, even to herself .
Her heart seemed to be frozen, hidden from the world . It was so easy to run away from problems , or at least try .
Now sailed alone in the dark , struggling against the tears that night bathed her face , it was so easy to run away .
But no one knew the truth , no one would ever know what had been difficult and painful to lie to him .
It was raining that night right. It had been just over twenty four hours by that revelation.
Everything seemed quiet, while the gentle patter of rain wet the soil, making them more difficult to fight.
Their beybade clashed against each other in a fierce battle in the mud. But Mariam was not focused, by entering all the anger and disappointment in her attacks, surrounding with fast and quick couplers Flash Leopard, throwing it in the hands of the owner with the last move.
«You're distracted»
She was silent, unable to sustain that look that tore her heart.
Ozuma would have had a child from his former girlfriend.
Ozuma would have a son by another woman. And what role she might have had? It would only be an obstacle to the happiness of man she loved.
Mariam had made many mistakes in her life and it was fair, but this time everything would be different. The only thing in her life right now was just a mistake.
She lifted her fair head, maintaining an attitude cold and aloof, despite the words she was about to pronounce the tearing up into tiny shreds.
«These days I only played with you. I just wanted to Sapphira sell weapons».
«You're lying»
And at that moment Mariam read the disappointment in his eyes and before he could say more, Mariam said:
«I've cheated on him with Jordan. I slept with him in China and I do not mind at all».
And at that time he reduced the distance between them, forcing her to look into his eyes.
«Then look into my eyes and tell me»
She bit her lip, fighting the tears that pushed furious at the corners of her eyes, while the rain slowly slipped on her face. Once again she hid behind her mask of cynicism.
«I just played with you, I had sex with Jordan to our village and not I'm telling you why that girl is pregnant. I do not love you, I have never loved you and neve I will do».
«I thought you were a better person. I do it just sucks. From now on I will not speak to me. Never again». And with these words he gave her shoulders, knowing that Mariam had slipped to the ground in tears.
And now she found herself in the mirror, but the images that surface reflected not looked like her, yet Mariam continued to reject the pain, lost in the warmth of a hug when he was the only person who knew the truth.
That was the easiest way to forget; look for a fleeting moment of happiness that was denied.
And it was only because of him.
She did not care if her brother knew the false truths or that others knew what she had done. Nothing made sense but once again did not care.
Mariam would continue to live her life according to her rules.
Suddenly she saw him looking at her with a stern frown, motionless on her bedroom door.
Mariam turned the swivel chair, while her heart seemed suddenly to have stopped.
«What are you doing here? ».
He looked at her with a smirk petty, hissing through clenched teeth:
«I was looking for». Without asking permission he came into the room, blocking the Mariam wrists on the chair arms. «Listen to me. We have a mission and I do not care if you have an appointment with someone. I will not waste time or waste your breath with a girl like you. Observe the rules, even if you do not know at all the meaning of this word».
Look into her eyes raged in him different feelings coming together aggressively with each other. Hated, he felt disgust and loathing, but something told him that she was still lying.
With an abrupt gesture Mariam was on her feet, moving away with a violent push the boy if, pronouncing the words slowly.
«Don't you dare touch me. Don't you ever do it again».
«That's right, you better be touched by anyone you want».
«What I do in my life is not interested you».
He smiled mockingly, hissing quietly and penetrating. «I do not care nothing about you. You're a Saint Shield, exactly as I am. You're just a member of my team, and as such you have to respect my rules».
«Sure! They are now your rules».She still pushed, ready to drive it away from her territory. He was invading her space. The girl tried to ignore the words that he had told her, cold and bad sentences that were tearing with deep stabs her off the heart.
«I wish you had never come back, I would not have to worry for you every night you know what's the point? I'm a jerk. You betrayed my trust and my love and I still worry about you. You're a stupid girl ...».
«Come on, continues, tell what you think abot me» Mariam replied with a defiant voice, trying to stay cool and detached, ready to hear what she never wanted to hear.
He came back to her, lifting the chin with two fingers, then whispered on her lips: «I have too much respect for myself to tell you what I think»
Mariam narrowed barely blinked. Felt her body tremble, and then stutter uncertain:
«Are you happy with Sapphira ...?»
«I was happy with you but you have ruined everything. It could work in some way».
A wild bit her heart sank, as if emotions had been ripped from her chest. Mariam believed to be on the edge of a cliff, ready to fall into the void, while the uncontrolled tears flowed slowly from her face. «Go away».
«No, I want the truth. The girl I knew would fight for what she wanted».
"«I said you to go away» she said with a firm tone, backing against the wall.
«You are afraid even of yourself. Look, you're shaking and crying. You're so fragile and defenseless. Everything is against you and your lies destroy you. I was there for you».
«That's the past, I am living my life in complete freedom» replied Mariam confused, looking for a logical answer to give, although nothing seemed to make sense.
«You're delirious». He had to find a way to make her fall, a way of salvation for them to understand that she was wrong and how he could hate her, something he cared about her.
Mariam clenched her fists in anger, physically railing against him, driving him out of her room and then locked the door, sliding slowly against the wall and letting go into tears. Everything was getting darker.
Ozuma stood before the wall with a dedly expression, listening in silence the faint cry of his teammate.
«I swear I'll find out the truth».
A black cloud enveloped her tired body, was confused for several minutes and looked around bewildered, by flushing her blue irises among the various angles of bare what appeared to be a prison.
She screams vivid and cruel rang insistently in her head when she saw the body of a child lying curled up on itself.
Nadja took a few tentative steps toward this girl, as if something had attached to her. «Hey, who are you?» asked Nadja cautiously in her mother tongue, slowly shaking the body of the child.
Suddenly a feeling of cold and damp the her feet, feeling that something had grabbed the ankles, dragging it down.
She shouted scared with all the breath in her throat, struggling against that invisible monster. Excruciating pain quickly crept into her.
Her skin was tearing at several points, snatching the meat, while the hands increasingly dirty earth sought to fight invanamente against that invisible force, sticking in the cold stone silent, while the body of the child was ever more distant.
A surge of fear shook Nadja's body when a face cut in half showed herself before the eyes, showing her a crooked smile and teeth smeared with blood.
«Fear not, little Ivanova» murmured the face with sadistic and monstrous voice.
Nadja's blood seemed to freeze at that moment, abruptly cutting off her breath, when her eyes fell relentlessly on her clothes smeared with blood. Her blood. «The smell of your past, the smell of lost memories».
Nadja heard again the screams of the child, and stumbled wearily began to run, groaning and cursing through clenched teeth.
The face of the little had changed, too much like the stench of a rotting corpse, when a violent electric shock, similar to a mechanical sound violently through her head, forcing her to lean against the wall.
The girl seemed to be floating in the air, approaching with a sweet smile, and then throw open her blue eyes.
«Look, look what you've done to my soul. Look what you did. Look».
The voice was slow and enigmatic, cold and piercing, until a feeling of emptiness filled her throat, until she vomited blood.
The metallic taste of the batter's mouth, causing her to gasp, while a painful vise was crushing the throat.
«Look, look like your brother suffer for you».
Something pierced her back while her scars began to throb, so as to make her want to tear the skin, while a red halo surrounding the body.
«I am you!» drawled Nadia surprise, while a child who was about ten years trying to help her.
She did not know him, did not even know who he was, remembering only a mass of red hair.
The young Nadja yanked violently, looking with hate that woman.
«Now he dies, drowning blood of the family that you're destroying, your family .. Smothers, poor Ivanova ... suffocates».
With a deep breath perked up, taking drenched in sweat between the covers.
Slowly she put her hands to her throat with a look of disbelief as she tried to breathe more deeply, fumbling over and over again.
«It was just a nightmare» uncertain murmured, bringing her small perfectly clean hands before her eyes. Nothing, no trace.
A profound disturbance had crept into her, causing her to wonder who she really was. For years Nadja had always known that Yuri Ivanov had destroyed her family, but in the sign she had done everything was different.
Last name pronounced by the little girl shook her something, making them relive memories faded by time.
With an absorbed descended from her couch, trying to remember where Sapphira had hidden some documents that she had not read, finding them a few minutes later in the small chest hidden in the closet, carefully leafing through the yellowed pages of time.
immemorial sheets flowed between her fingers, while Nadja read to the moonlight every little detail that was concerned.
The russian girl widened in disbelief when she read a strange phrase, a word that started it all its uncertainties.
"Brother".
Nadja did not smile, remaining firm and motionless in the fetal position, still in disbelief of what she had just read.
Now Nadja had no intention of giving up, she was ready to accept her fate.
Still with the body close to his, Julia let slip hervfingers gently on his chest, while her mind wandered among the thousand thoughts.
Now they were in that situation for one month but still had not discussed the nature of their relationship and Julia started to be really very tired of those meetings fleeting and ephemeral.
Their relationship seemed to be based only on the ephemeral sex, despite several discussions on any subject had arisen several times between them. But Julia was beginning to be tired of that kind of relationship.
Her life was focused between workouts, home, Beyblade and wild nights with Yuri, her captain.
Her gaze admiring engrossed with his distinct beauty, still unable to think that belonged on the Russian body, but his mind ?.
«Ivanov» suddenly asked in a serious tone, looking into his eyes. «What are you going to do with me?».
The lips of the Muscovite spread themselves into a sly grin, hissing with an ironic tone:
«I thought this situation was fine».
No, actually not good at all: it had to be Julia to ask for something, he would never stoop to beg a report, he did not need, nor would never have done. It was still Yuri Ivanov, him.
«It could have gone better,» she whispered with a mischievous tone, laying a trail of light kisses on his neck, and then dive into his eyes with an intriguing look. «We could start something serious, if you want it».
Yuri gave a victorious smile, catching her lower lip between his teeth as he held her in if possessively.
He saw her shudder, while Julia's eyes were filled with desire
«There is no need to talk now» he whispered to her lips, letting slip his hands on the soft breast of the Spanish, and then snatch a slight yelp surprised when he brought her under him, ready to start a new adventure with the woman.
It was eight o'clock in the evening and two young guys were arguing in the car, challenging each other with their eyes.
Their breaths mingled with each other, while their whispers were lost in the air, cautiously waiting time to enter the scene.
«You should tell him the truth, he does not deserve it».
Mariam looked at him with a naughty look, a hint of a wry smile, then sarcastically replies: «Of course, you were always honest with me».
«It's different! And then we had already spoken and once again returns with this story» said Jordan piqued, nervously tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. «In fact, I'm surprised you came to me».
«I had to. You were the only option» replied Mariam sour, although she had stopped hating him.
Jordan had really changed. Of course, he was always the same stupid and childish boy but was able to get out of the dark tunnel of drugs. Had proved a good friend, he had heard all his delusions
Yet something had changed, while the chemical and strong attraction that both had tried in the past seemed to have re-emerged stronger than ever.
a raucous laugh and sensual spewed from the lips of the young man, slowly put his hand on Mariam's leg, enjoying of that wanted contact. Immediately his eyes wandered about the friend's lips, making him want to be able to enjoy once again the flavor of her.
«You're hopeless. It looks like you've eaten a yogurt expired. In fact, you eat yogurt expired and lemons every day, that's why you're always so sour» heardonically, pinching he said jokingly her cheek when he saw her expression harden, then burst into a radiant silvery laugh.
«I'm not sour, I'm honest».
«Sure and you're also really ... beautiful. I always like having you around, even though you're practically living in my house».
«There was no need to turn around a phrase! You can say that you want me to come back from my friends».
«That is not, in fact, I'm glad that you live in my apartment» Jordan said, smiling sweetly with an intimate gesture, studied and careful, he took the girl's hand, gently kissed the back and weaving his gaze with hers, startling her.
In those days they had laughed and joked, sharing moments she experienced months before, almost as if among them there were no ghost of a broken love, and Jordan was willing to do anything to regain Mariam in her life, but first had to show her that he was changed and that finally was worthy to possess it.
He was playing at being a good friend in order to win her back and she was succeeding. She believed him, he stood next to her. Everything was perfect.
Mariam blessed mentally darkness, certain that Jordan would not see the light blush that had colored her cheeks when she saw from a distance the figures of her friends getting closer and closer.
Her breathing slowed for a few seconds when Mariam saw Ozuma clutching gently Sapphira to himself.
«Jordan, kiss me. Now».
«What?» He asked incredulously, forgetting for a brief moment their plan, shaking his head, when he found her lips glued to his.
He could feel her body tense up against his chest and so, gently, wrapped her body in his arms, playing with her hair, insinuating his tongue between her lips.
With an unexpected gesture Mariam bit his lip hard, while remaining close to him, waiting for his friends surpass their car, hissing irritably:
«Don't try it again». At that moment the girl would gladly took to kick.
«It was a temptation I could not give up».
Suddenly someone tapped on the window , making them jump surprised .
Mariam smiled satisfied in Jordan , winking with a knowing smile , and then out of the car , surpassing whit false nonchalance her ex-boyfriend .
She could feel his eyes fixed on her back but she did not care ; Ozuma had to believe in the absurd , crazy staging and , perhaps , eventually would have believed in the little lies that she had told him .
When all were seated Ozuma and Mariam accidentally found themselves facing each other.
They looked in silence, throwing fleeting glances veiled challenge, capturing both the anger that had invaded their hearts.
Julia smiled good-natured, embracing her best friend, then said cheerfully:
«This is a special evening and what I see are not the only ones! ».
«Yeah» muttered sarcastically Ozuma, sharpening Jordan's eyes, who had surrounded the shoulders of his pretend girlfriend possessively, while Mariam gave him a grim look, hissing through clenched teeth: «Did you say something? ».
«No»
"It will be better for you» said Mariam souúr, hinting a weak smile in Jordan.
It was heartbreaking for Ozuma to see her smile at Jordan in that way. Everything was terribly true, it was not a bad nightmare from which he would be awakened. That was the truth.
She smiled at Jordan, she had kissed Jordan. Her ex-girlfriend had betrayed him, now had no more doubts.
How she dares him that? How?
Suddenly he heard her voice as she said something flirtatious Julia. Yet there was something strange in her manner of doing, anything unclear.
Mariam had never let her fondle publicly, nor was smiling the smallest compliment. She responded with extremely sweet but not flushed, as if she were reciting a script.
«Hey, Mariam, I'm really happy for you! I just hope that Jordan would not betray you as it did in the past or has knocked some» said Sapphira with a falsely gentle tone, a hint of a smile.
The blader raised a surprised eyebrow, looking Ozuma in the eye. «Keep off your bitch if you don't want her to end sick again because of me».
He hated her with all his might. It was only because of him if it was all over.
«And you keep at bay the language if you don't...».
And then he saw Jordan lay a kiss on Mariam's neck, then turned a smile to the other couple. «Don't ever betray such a beautiful girl as opposed to someone. You also have preferred my girl to your month ago. True, Ozuma».
Mariam smiled victorious, conscious that that answer would have been a blow to Ozuma.
«What do you mean?» She squeaked irritated Sapphira, shaking her frizzy curls while clutching even more in Ozuma's arms, ready to do battle.
«Now stop. Shut up all four. I have spent time and energy for this evening, and I'm not going to ruin it for your misunderstandings!» snapped Julia angry, slamming her hands firmly on the table, then she turned to Jordan.
«Dare to do even hurt my friend and you detachment your balls to bite! And you Sapphira, we all know that if you wasn't pregnant the two of them would still be a couple. Nobody wanted here, so shut up».
«There would still be a couple, she betrayed me with Jordan».
Immediately covered his mouth with his hands, realizing only then that what he had said, while Mariam's eyes grew shiny, running away in tears, totally humiliated by those words, while all were silent disbelief.
He had lost everything in a single instant.
He had the impulse to follow her to apologize. Had fed everyone why their break when Jordan stopped him abruptly.
And at that time he did not understand anything, hitting hard on the face of the man who had ruined everything.
The blood flowed in streams, smearing the blue shirt with purple spots.
«That's because you touched the woman I loved».
Jordan smiled sarcastically, wiping her runny nose as she could.
«You are really stupid. Now you've really lost».
The instinct to beat him really became stronger than before, but chose to remain silent, reflecting on those words. «Are you trying to tell me that ...»
«Exact. I've never done anything with her. I was just helping. Mariam wanted you to live your life».
«And now I've lost it ... I really lost».
Everything had suddenly become more clear in an instant, everything had slipped out of his control.
He had felt hatred for a month and now there was nothing. His life was now gone to hell and wanted to go back as far as it could not, nothing would change. Everything was smoke and ash.
«Yeah, you do and now I go to her. You will never kiss her, she is mine» Jordan whispered through clenched teeth, walking toward his car, then turned back to Ozuma with a wicked grin. «Clearly this night Mariam will sleep with me and who knows ... maybe she finally decide to go further».
«Son of bitch».
He was going to him , when he saw Nadja come storming come storming in the room, running into Sapphira with a gaze full of anger , and then leave again , heading toward him, while the sound of Jordan's car broke the silence unreal.
He had no idea what he would do when he finally would see it , the only thing that was certain was that he would be avenged . Revenge without witnesses would not have been enough , he had to do with the presence of the only person who stood beside him , and decided to return to the garden , saying nothing dragging the boyfriend of fellow .
«Sapphira , you're a big bitch »
And in a second everything changed , as Nadja shouts and confusion they filled the room .
The russian girl clenched her fists in anger , hitting the brunette on her face , while her chair was falling quickly to the ground .
«You should have told me!» she whispered through her tears , «You should have told me that Yuri is my brother».
the author notes :
And once again I leave you on the focal point of the chapter but that's just because I'm a bad person XD
I'm joking of course.
So , now I'm thinking of a romantic scene between Julia and Yuri who do not wait to write .
Mariam and Ozuma hate and for now I 'm not going to get them back together (they are evil XD ) .
Nadja is unveiling of things and the fourth main character is going to appear . So see you soon, I think next week , with a new chapter .
With love,
Your affectionate Carmen