LEAH POV

So we stayed for five minutes until our lips melted into one. We let the moment go by, even our mouths were united while the song was still playing, — Wow, what a way to kiss and it's true what the song says, his kisses touch my soul, — he said inside me. I feel his hands begin to fall all over my body,

—I'm glad I brought jeans because I don't know what would happen if I had worn a skirt. I feel something bulky that rubs my belly, I'm taking it to the limit, I also begin to caress his body, at that moment there was only him and me until a few whistles make me return to reality and I separate from him.

I get up in a jiffy, I see that he does the same and places his hands between his legs so that his lump is not noticed. Even with rapid breathing we challenge each other with our gaze until he asks,

—All right,

—Yes, but I think it's you that's not right, — I said as I pointed at him between his legs.

He looks down and then focuses his gaze on me, —Now I come, I need to go to the bathroom, —said he while at that moment I don't know why he gave me for laughing.

—Phew! what a heat, — I said while everyone was looking at me it seemed that they wanted with the spectacle I was giving.

—There's something they lost, — I said in a furious voice, as they shook their heads and went on with what they were doing. I go to the bar again and this time I order a vodka, —Fuck my diabetes, I really need it, —I said to myself.

I started drinking one drink after another, and I could already feel the spark in my eyes. Suddenly I feel hands grabbing my arm abruptly. I couldn't see well who I was, the drink was working. I could feel his voice, it was Sam. I didn't even doubt it for a second and fixed my eyes towards his crotches, it didn't look bulky anymore, — Wow, what a pity, — I said thinking aloud.

—I'm sorry you said, —he said in surprise,

—What did you do to get off? -I said pointing to her crotches, -Ah, you found the first one you saw, or better said you had it all by yourself, —I said with a silly smile, as I moved from one side to the other.

—You're drunk, Anna, —he said furiously.

—No, of course I'm not drunk, look, I'm going to prove it to you, — I said as I separated from him and tried to hold myself on one leg.

At that moment everything turned around and I didn't know anything more about myself. When I woke up, I was disoriented, I didn't know where I was, I looked at everything around me. I see devices and try to get up when I bring my hands to my head because it hurts like I want to be cut in two I see a troque in my left hand,

—But what the hell is this, —I said when I feel someone approaching me.

—Calm down, little one, you're in the hospital, — said the familiar voice.

—In the hospital, but since I got here, — I said in a low voice as I carried my hands to my head.

—You fainted in the club, and we had to bring you here, you didn't react with anything, —said the familiar voice again.

—I fainted, — I looked up to see who was talking to me, —Sam, —I said in surprise, —Sorry Dr. Uley, as if I fainted, —I said while rubbing my temple, —Ostra that headache, it seems that a 50 Ton truck passed over me, —I said to myself.

—Yes, Miss, who sends you to drink so much last night, —he said while reviewing my file,

When I looked down again because I could no longer bear the headache I had, —I wanted to be swallowed up by the earth I was thinking about, —I said to myself as I continued to rub my temple,

—But Leah, what were you thinking yesterday, did you go crazy or what? You are irresponsible, — he said very furiously as I looked up in a jiffy and with it a twinge in the deepest part of my head I said to him,

—You can speak more softly, my head hurts, —while he in his gaze seemed to want to eat alive.

—Why didn't you tell me you were injecting insulin, you must thank God or all the saints in the world or whoever gives you the hell wants you not to end up in a diabetic coma, you know, —he said.

—What do you care if he injected me with insulin or not, are you my husband or boyfriend or my parents? And I'm not an irresponsible asshole, I didn't have a choice, —I said while Sam gawked at me.

—Of course I care. Don't you feel the same as I do, — he said as he took my hand and carried it to his chest? —You can't imagine how I got when you fainted, — he said almost crying.

—What an imbecile I am, I must have been worried, —I said to myself. —I'm sorry, — I said with my head down. —I had an accident nine years ago that had to remove my pancreas to save me. I lost my parents in that accident and I have a sister whom I adore and who is always looking out for me and has fought with me all by herself, but she overwhelms me. I feel the need to live my life normally because of that, I signed up for this hospital to be a little away from her overprotection," she said while just listening to me.

—Oh, speaking of your sister, she called and I had to... —he said as he cut it.

—Like, don't tell me you told him... — he said while Sam was nodding. —Now what do I do, she's going to give me the sermon of the century, — I said.

—Of course, I told Leah, and she doesn't know how worried I was, —he said.

—Now I'm sure he'll come here and until he leaves here, he won't leave me alone, —I said with a furrowed rabbit.

—Don't worry, we told him you were fine and that we were discharging you today, — he said, while I'm happy about it.

I'm finally in my little bunk, reviewing the cases that came in today. I see my friend Jane and she brings me up to date. The next morning a lot of bullet wounds came in and others came in because of an assault.

BELLA POV

She wants to kill me, what was I thinking when she drank like that. I want to kill her, and then revive her and put her in an electric chair, so she can see what I'm going through because of her.

I call her but the damned woman has her mobile phone in silence and I don't know the number of the hospital. I look on the Internet for a phone from that hospital. When I locate him I call but it always gives me busy, — Fuck, I will be able to communicate someday, — I said to myself.

I dial her number again, this time she rings me, after the second ring, she answers,

—Hello, — she said quietly.

—I've been trying to communicate with you since I don't know what time, and you just say hello. Very nice of you, — I said in a pissed off voice.

—There's Bella, I'm not here for your speech, I'm busy trying to catch up, and I just answered so you'd see that I'm okay, — she said, and when I was going to tell her a few things she hung up on me.

—She hung up on me, — I say, —and I look at my cell phone, — the damned woman hung up on me, —I said in a furious voice. I toss the cell phone to the sofa.

I turn and my gaze goes towards the picture of our parents that is placed on the kitchen counter. —What am I going to do with Leah, she wants to drive me crazy, —I said with the photo in my hand. I take a deep breath, leave the picture where it was and go to the bathroom, to relax I have the head that wants to explode. When I leave the bathroom I feel that my mobile rings, I run to the sofa wrapped in the towel to see if it is my sister's damned apologizing, but to my surprise it's Sam, he smiled.

—Hello, — I said in a sweet voice.

—Hello, little one, how are you, —he said, —your way of calling me little or darling or baby or any sweet word makes me melt all over.

—Well, of all places, — I said as I walked to my room and sat on the edge of the bed.

—And like that, what's the matter with you, —he said in a worried voice.

—Nothing, brother stuff, you know, —I said.

—I can't tell you, I don't have one, —he said as I felt sorry for him, —I'm an idiot, thinking, he has no idea what it's like to have a brother, —I said to myself.

—I'm sorry, I let myself go. When it comes to my sister, I don't think things through before I say them, —I said.

—Don't worry, and you may know what problems you have with your sister, —he said.

While I was venting, he was giving me some advice on how to let her be very overprotective. I know she's right and I let my sister live, however, I can't, since our parents died and in their niche I promised them that I would never leave her.

I feel like a woman's voice to someone calling him. And he tells me that he has to hang up and something has come up. I say goodbye to him, I feel a little better since I let off steam. I take the cell phone again, I dial Leah and as expected, he doesn't answer me. I leave her a voice message apologizing and asking her to call me that I couldn't bear to be angry with her. Leah is the only family I have left and I can't afford that luxury.