AN: FIRST OF ALL I´M SO SORRY FOR MY LONG LONG ABSENCE BUT I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND THAT COLLEGE AND WORK HAVE HAD ME REALLY BUSY. I´M NOW ON VACATIONS FROM COLLEGE AND I´LL TRY TO USE MY FREE TIME TO UPGRADE THIS AND MY OTHER STORIES.
NOW LET ME EXPLAIN THAT THE LAST CHAPTER I UPDATED TO THIS STORY WAS A MISTAKE BECAUSE I MISSED ONE THAT GOES BEFORE IT. SO IM FIXING THAT MISTAKE BY UPDATING THE ONE THAT I MISSED, RE UPLOADING THE ONE THAT WAS ALREADY PUBLISHED AND UPDATING A NEW ONE!
THANKS FOR READING AND ONCE AGAIN SORRY FOR THE DELAY.
D: LO SVU AND ITS CHARACHTERS ARE NOT MINE.
- eternal love
Lying in my bed the time goes by. Even when it seems impossible, time passes. Every movement of the watch´s hand hurts intensely with each beating in my chest. Time passes unevenly, in strange leaps and truces are unbearable, but it passes... even for me.
"Happy birthday." The captain tells me surely turning my expression into one of stupidity and surprise… I´ve forgotten my own birthday, and I didn´t expect someone at the station will remember it. I just arrived six months ago and no one knew my birth date ... or I thought.
"Oh.. Thank you… but how do you…"
"The date of your birth is on your papers, Liv." He explains.
"Oh sure it is. You didn't have to bother."
"It´s no problem. I hope you like it." He gives me a little box which I accept and open it right there. I find a little wrist watch inside and I instantly feel the smile in my face.
"Thanks. Is it a joke for the times I´ve been late?"
"Was that that obvious?" We both laugh.
"What´s so funny?" I hear Elliot´s voice behind me so I turn around and there is he with doubt in his eyes.
"Private joke detective." The captain answers pretending annoyance. Elliot just rolls his eyes and turns around and I get up the chair to follow him. But before getting out of the office I turn around to see Donald.
"Thanks for the gift, but let me tell you that if I don´t even remember my own birthday I will need more than a watch to get here in time." and we laugh again.
"Take the rest of the afternoon. We will call you if she wakes up." He says with that fatherly smile.
"Thank you." When I left the office Elliot´s already gone so I decide to take my things and go home to wait for my mother´s call.
The rain falls wetting my hair so I try to open the door as fast as I can to get inside the building.
"Liv." But his voice stops my moves. When I turn to look for him, he is already behind me.
"Oh Hello." I tell him and I let him know that the captain gave me the rest of the afternoon
"Sure, you deserve to be free in your day." He says with a smile. I think he heard a lot in the office door.
"I brought you a gift." I stared at him with an angry face. "Well it doesn't have bow so it doesn't count as a gift."
"You didn't have to." I say turning around to open the door and enter the building giving us a shelter. "Come in please ... I'm expecting a call." We climb the stairs to the apartment. I open the door and ask him to sit down while I checked my messages. Only tow, one from Daniel, the young man with whom I´m dating, and the one from my mother. I didn't really expect more.
"Here." He says as I approach him, giving me his gift. I don´t need to unwrap it to know it is a CD.
"Thanks."
"Open it." I take it and try to remove the paper carefully. I´m soon able to watch the black with white letters cover. ´Frank Sinatra´s Classics´ an album that to be honest I really like.
"Hey ... how did you know?" I ask in surprise. "How did you know I like this kind of music and especially Frank?"
"A few weeks ago when you turn on the car´s radio the LOVE song started and you were really moved by it. I´m a detective remember?" He tells me proud of his detective´s gifts.
"Hahaha, really?" Probably my cheeks are flushing. "Was I that excited?"
"You have a good taste in music. One of my favorites actually." He explains as he takes the CD from my hands and, without even asking for permission, he turns the stereo on to place the cd in carefully.
"What a coincidence." I say watching as he touches the play button
"Which is your favorite song?" He asks. I have to give it a thought because I actually like all of Frank´s songs. I mean he is THE VOICE after all.
"Well when I was young and believed in eternal love I liked to listen to ´From here to eternity.´"
"You don't believe in love now?" He says more like an statement than a question.
"Yes I do believe but not in an eternal love." I say this with some hesitation. He concentrates in the plastic case and is quick to dial the number 8 on the stereo and FROM HERE TO ETERNITY starts sounding. He starts humming the song and we ended up singing together.
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I open my eyes slowly letting the memory fades and the darkness floods me again. I curl up in bed waiting for the pain to finally make an appearance. It is as bad as I remembered... every time I walk away from my delusions or memories it mercilessly attacks me. And every time it becomes more intense than before. It feels like if my lungs were burning with the despair of breath, tears follows the same path down my cheeks. I try to breathe. I know I´m still alive because the pain reminds me of it. I achieve to sit on the edge of the bed and immediately feel that bile attacking me again going up my throat. I just bow down on the garbage that is already towards my bed. I try not to breathe while I let out everything I ate last night. My body isn't accepting any food. It sometimes seems that it is just waiting to die. A few seconds later I manage to relax and turn around, my curtains are closed so I cannot guess what time it is. "The watch." I say as my right hand flies to my left wrist unconsciously looking for the watch I´ve just dream about. It is not there so I hurry to look for it in my night stand. It is there. I take it and try to clarify my view. 10:45 am. I keep my eyes on the watch as I try to remember my dream, my first birthday with him.
"You know you want to hear it." I hear his voice as clear as if he were here. I think my lips curve slightly upward, not in sign of happiness but rather hope or perhaps madness. I get up and go to the living room clumsily getting to my stereo and throw all my records in desperate to find it. And there it is. I take it and get up to put it in the stereo quickly dialing the number 8 and I hit the play button. I upload the volume and feel how the music flies up my ears. I close my eyes and I can see him humming the song as clearly as that day. The letter begins to emerge from my lips but I really can´t hear my voice because of the volume.
"A love so true it never would die!...mmmmm…. how could I know your kiss meant goodbye!... Know I'm alone with only a memoryyyy… my empty arm would never know why!...Thought you are gone this love that you left with me will live… from here to eternityyyyy!-
TO BE CONTINUE ...
AN: I DON´T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WITH THIS CHAPTER AND NUMBER 20. THEY HAD A STRANGE CODE BUT I THINK ITS FIX NOW! THANKS TO SARAH FOR LETTING ME KNOW.
