I get up slowly, Grace is still asleep 'looks like Morgan' I take her in my arms and I take her when I open the door that opens and falls

- You need me to help you with something-

- No, but I'm hungry-

-umm ... I think if I do something and charge it, just nod and go to what I imagine is the bathroom.

I go down the stairs and go to the kitchen, I prepare breakfast for dinner, pancakes, I finish and put them on a tray with maple syrup and fruit, juice, I grab it and go to your room in the middle, the door that opens Paúl gets very angry and bleeds on the side of his head, went down but does not even realize what I'm doing, goes to his studio, ends up going to Grace's room, she has already changed into a pajamas I put the tray and how.

-umm..Grace sometimes your father has been bleeding or beaten - I say curiously, she just looks at me

- sometimes, but he does not let me look at him like that. Most of the time, when he leaves, he arrives very late and I'm already sleeping, he says and finishes eating, I have to think.

I gather everything and she goes to bed, I turn off the light, I go to the kitchen and he is sitting in the island chair, I take the dishes and the lavos

- and Grace? - He says I do not turn around

-We get along well-

- Do not ask if they get along - says Osco

- I'm sorry, just eat and he's sleeping - 'do not get mad, Lizzy, do not make him mad' I think they turn dome

- great, Go to your room - get up without looking at me and go to your studio

I finish cleaning and I get up, change and go to bed. 'Well, in the short bipolar man with serious problems, with an adorable and shy daughter' with whom I fall asleep.

12:00 am

I get up because some sounds are still dark, I look at the clock, midnight '' Bum '' again I get up and open the door and walk down the hall to the stairs, under '' Bum '' stronger 'comes from the studio' ' , I enter through the door that is open, you can see the recharge on the table, things are on the floor, I try to see more, so I put my hand lightly on the door that opens and collides with something on the floor and round the noise, I see him turn his head and turn, he has dried blood on his face and shirt

- You should not be sleeping - says taking a little whiskey-

- If I'm sorry I'm leaving - I turn quickly to leave, when I reach the stairs he takes me by the arm and flips me

- I'm sorry for what I tried you a while ago, I was upset-

- careless, umm you have blood, if you want I can clean you - I say pointing to what he smiles and gently pulls my arm to the kitchen, places his glass on the island and sits down, I take a rag and wet it "I have the strange feeling of I am looking at myself "I turn around and he looks at me without taking his eyes off me, I approach him and I begin to clean the wound on his head, he gently closes his eyes and I can not stop looking at him, with my free hand. I put one side of the face, he opens his eyes.

- Please turn - the tour and close them again smiling, I keep cleaning absentmindedly, 'who hit him ?, I know he is bipolar but not for this'

- What happened - timidly asked 'By God Lizzy, where is the strong woman, why do I speak so timidly, what happens to me?' he opens his eyes

- It does not concern you - he says and his smile disappears

- I just wanted to be nice, you do not have to treat people like that - I say annoyed by his attitude and throw the fabric in his lap, turn before reaching the kitchen door, pull me sharply and hit me on the wall, take my two arms "are very close to me"

- listen to me well, I do not want or need your kindness, you're not here for that - it says quite annoying

- So, what am I doing here, are you going to kill me, and then do it at the same time imbecile? I'm trying to escape, but he's stronger

- Why would I kill my prize-

"I'm not a prize from anyone," he muttered annoyed, he smiles strangely "looks like a psychopath"

- but you are, you're the prize of a poker game-

I stay in shok