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There will probably be some grammar mistakes, so don't hate me for it, please, instead be helpful and tell me what is wrong, besides, like I said on my profile, English is not my original language, I just like it and want to practice it! ;)

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--- chapter 3 ---

I was about to turn around the house and hit the windows when the door opens.
"Argh! You're ok!" soon as I saw her, my heart felt loosen.
She looked at me astonished, surprised to see me.

"Why didn't you reply?" I asked concerned.

"I did!"

'Ok… so I guess I was the one who didn't heard her!'
"Oh! Ahn... hi?" I said with a stupid smile.
"Hi?"
"Errrmm.... well, it seems I was worried about you ..."
"Why?"
"I do not ... particular know"
"Hmm... do you want to come in?"
"Sure"
We set on the couch. We simply stood like that for a while looking at each other, until I decided to dare breaking this silent tension that have formed between us.
"So... how are you?"
"Good"
"Good... good is good "
"I suppose"

"... So... do you live here alone?" I went straight to the point.
"Yeah..." she looked suspicious.
I didn't want to end the conversation, so I continued daring questions that was obviously none of my business.
"But you have an extra room... I mean... the other time I came here, I could not fail to notice it... and saw it was empty" I pointed to the room that now had the door closed.
"Oh... well... that room was originally mine... in fact, this house wasn't mine... It used to belong to an old lady that I used to take care..."
"What happened to her?" I was genuinely concentrated on every word she was saying.
"She passed away a year ago... so she left me everything she had, since she had no family"
"I see... what about your family?"

"Well... I have an older brother, he is a doctor... I worked as his assistant nurse at this hospital and that was how I met this lady, so she hired me to take care of her when she got out of there"
"Hmmm... so you're a nurse" in my head began to form images of her having a normal life like everybody else with a job, friends and family. I felt kind of relieved.
"Yes, but my brother stopped me from work, because of my illness"
"I understand… can I ask what is this disease you have?"
She paused looking at me carefully from head to toes. She was obviously suspecting my intentions.
"Ahm… think of me as a friend! I promise you, I have no bad intentions!" I said trying to calm her.
She looked at me again still suspicious, and sighed.

"Well... the doctors doesn't know yet for sure... apparently I was born with this chronic breathing problem but only now it's manifesting... but the fact is, this disease attacks all the body's muscles weakening it... so sometimes I lose strength to walk… they said it's some kind of virus" she replied with a smile on her face that seemed so wrong... it shouldn't be there.
So according to what she just said, this also means that this disease can affect the heart, brain and others organs of the body, since all the human organs are muscular. 'That is terrible'.
"I'm sorry for you" I said with regret.
"Thank you... but I'm ok!" she smiled again.
"Please do not smile..." my voice did not seam to come out this time. I felt something stuck my throat.

She didn't say anything for a while. Just look at the floor constrained, until she got up.
"Allen, right?... are you hungry?"
"Ahm... no, thanks... I should take my leave..." I said preparing myself to go.
"Well... actually, the bus you came in was probably the last one of the day" she said.
"Huh? No away!"
"Yeah... hehehe"

"Oh no! Do you know any hotel around so I can stay?" 'Now, how stupid am I?' I felt VERY stupid for asking that. 'You're in the middle of nowhere Allen!'
"What are you talking about? You can sleep here on the couch this time... it's not like it will be the first time you're sleeping here anyway, right?"
"Ah... haha... I'm really sorry for troubling you... and act like an intruder..." I felt my cheeks warm.
"Hahaha… It's ok… I guess I can trust you"

After dinner - in silence - we watch a little television. It was passing some comedy movie I have seen a million times, but this was the first time I really enjoyed seeing it. We laughed and commented about the stupid's scenes like two old friends. And it was surprising to see how many details she was pointing out that even I hadn't noticed before. I was really having fun. I guess we both were.
After the movie ended, we yawn. She went to her bedroom and returned with some blankets and pillows for me to sleep on the couch. We exchange a "good night" and put out the lights.

And again, I took some time to fall asleep thinking about a lot of questions I wanted ask her.

My face was stuck in the pillow with my drool when a sound of something falling down woke me up.
I got up quickly as if a shock had woke me up. I almost fell on the floor with my socks on my feet slipping on that slippery floor. I went to her room bumping on everything. I was so sleepy, and it was so dark that I didn't notice the door was closed so I hit my face on it. But soon I got in, I turned on the light and there she was dropping down everything that was in front of her, probably searching the white pot. Her breathing was heavy and forced, as if she wouldn't hold much longer. She looked at me briefly, but it was enough to feel in my spine that strong pain she feels in her chest.
I went to the drawer and soon found the pot. I opened it and took some of that paste and put it under her nose, and then I unbutton a few buttons of her pajamas and massaged her chest with it. I noticed the paste was almost finishing.
She seemed like she would pass out at any time. Her eyes began to turn around. I felt like her life was fading away, leaving that body, giving up of this life. 'This is worst then the first time!'

I better accommodate her backs in her pillows and covered her up with her blanket as praying to she gets better soon.

It's funny how people can get religious on times like this. I never put a step inside a church, but there I was, asking God to help that little creature he conceded life, with all my mighty.

I held strong her hand 'please hold there tight, hold there tight ' I repeated as waiting for her breathing return to normal.

Gradually she was back, to my relief.

"Sorry... to... awake... you" she said with difficulty to speak.
"Shiiii... don't worry about that" she fell asleep after that. I left the bedroom door open, and I went sleep on the couch again. Only then I realized that my whole body was shaking. A little more tension there and I would have fallen on the floor without strength on my legs.

In the morning I woke with the wonderful smell of homemade biscuits coming out of the stove. I looked at my watch, it was 6am. '6 Am huh?'.

It was amazing how she could make all the anguish goes away with such simple things like cooking.

"Hi" I said getting up.
"Hi... I didn't wanted to wake you"
"Oh no problem... how are you?"

"I'm ok" she smiles at me as if trying to hide what had happened. As if nothing happened.
I helped her to settle the table. And while we were eating, I decided to do some more questions.
"How often do you have it?"
She looked unhappy and said:
"Every night"

"Every night?"

"Uhum" she wasn't looking at me anymore. Her eyes were focused on the cup of tea in front of her.
'Wow, it must be terrible to have this feeling of being breathless once in a lifetime, I wonder how does it feels to have it hunting you down every single night... taking you by surprise while sleeping... the dread feeling of being always on the edge of life... and without anyone around to support you… how can she keep herself so calm?' The look of desperation I saw on her face last night showed me clearly how Lenalee feels. Her lonely eyes silently tells me all the time.

I thanked for the coffee and for the stay over and went off.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

I felt restless and ready for anything. It was as if I was ready to face the whole world that could come against me. I just couldn't explain why I was so euphoric. I could only tell there was something pushing me… giving me strength. I was looking for something that was about to come, but I didn't know what was it.

--- end ---

Sorry for the short chapter, so here is some more.