Fragmented Love (9 page)

Chapter 23

REMORSE

Dawn, the sun woke up, radiating a light harmonious sleeping bodies from the night before.

After some time, Amelia was sitting on her couch in the living room of her house, telling all to Marianne. As it had been her first night of love.

"Was it good?"

"I feel strange, I feel the same. It seems he took something from me. But is one thing I will not need in the future"

Marianne smiled happily. She remembered her first love story and said.

"The first time it is, but the second ..."

She pushed her stepdaughter with enthusiasm, Amelia lay on the couch and Marianne fell upon her. Both began to laugh a lot. Thereafter, they could talk naturally about sex.

***

The meetings of the couple had frequent back in the apartment. There had total freedom to discover the bed. Without taking precautions, fearing if anyone could catch them at any time during an adventure.

Amelia was sitting in the chair with a white dress and Juan Carlos held a red rose in her right hand. Kneeling before her, he immediately began to slide the flower by the body of his partner. Where the Rose run, he left a burning kiss on her skin.

Finally, he held the stem of the rose with his lips as his hands began to caress her partner's legs, nearly lifting the skirt of her dress.

Instigated, Amelia took the Rose and broke it with her hand during the pain she was feeling while John was in and out of her at the same time.

Now they were lying in bed, both were covered with a dark blue blanket from the waist down.

Amelia's feet touched. She held a hand in his face, the boy had his pale bare chest. It did not seem concerned about life outside the home, only inside.

"There are many things we do in this life and then we regret"

John said, staring at the ceiling and his mind had dark shadows and undefined. Any memory of his past was there tormenting him at that time.

"Why do you say that?"

Amelia lifted her head and looked into his face. Her boyfriend was too ambiguous. He should not act that way, after all, only had "sex", full of affection and truths.

"Because I did something I’ll regret it until my death" - He shook his head. - "I will not forgive me for that"

A tear came out of his blue eyes.

His tears moved to Amelia, she touched his face with her fingers and removed from his skin.

"Are you crying? Are you sad?"

The boy sat on the bed, firmly holding Amelia's wrists and made her sit before him. He looked into her dark eyes and confessed with contrition.

"Whatever happens, I want you to know that I really love. The love I feel for you will never be treacherous"

"You're scaring me!"

She ran her eyes with astonishment on his face and closed her eyes. Amelia began stroking his face tenderly. I wanted to give a verbal proof of his love and was in her ear and said in a sincere voice full of sympathy.

"I love you more than myself"

And she kissed him on the lips. Both closed their eyes to dip kiss that could be the end.

Chapter 24

A DREAM REVEALS THE MURDERER

At night, Amelia was asleep and dreamed that his father was being murdered. This image was repeated several times, this was a dying stage. The blue-eyed murderer appeared at all times. Under a cap of black ninja.

At that time she began to see a very dark place, behind closed doors, suddenly appeared in the image of the hooded man, the same who killed Walter. Now he was standing in front of Amelia.

They stared at each other for a long period. Following this the individual will clear off her shirt. Bottom-up and began to slide his hand over her naked body. The murderer hood slightly rose up to her nose and kissed wildly. After they finished the kiss, he took off once the hood of his face, revealing his identity without fear. Amelia was surprised to see the face of Juan Carlos in front of her.

She woke up and looked very scared with electrifying scenes of her dream.

"God, it's him!

***

The next morning, Amelia was taking a shower, and crying a lot. She bathed with water and alcohol. Repulsion felt by her own body. Every time she thought the murderer of her father had touched.

After the bath, she walked wrapped in a towel and hugged Marianne.

She was crying desperately. Imagining that her life was no point.

"It was he, Marianne! The dream revealed the murderer of my father!"

"And if is not him?"

"It's him"

Chapter 25

CONFESSION

The evening was cheerful, Amelia was under a tree and approached Juan Carlos, his hands in the pockets of his jeans. I stood in front of her and raised his eyebrows.

"Marianne told me you were waiting under the tree"

"You said you loved me. You were not lying?"

He squeezed his eyes and stared seriously.

"You are strange!"

"What do you I feel taking advantage of me?"

He shook his head. - "I do not understand"

"Let the farce already! I cannot take it anymore!"

He shouted.

"Could you explain what's going on here?"

She looked him in the face.

"When I thought you were looking forward to be my friend, you wanted to take advantage of me. I thought you loved me, not you hated me. Whenever you offered me your protection, and I was in danger myself in flesh"

He pursed his lips.

- I still do not understand anything.

However, Amelia gave him another cold stare. Almost as cold as the cold stare of his father's murderer.

"You have face of murderer. Only your character is so dirty and rotten as your damn gun!"

Now he looked at her suspiciously.

"What do you mean?"

"You are the murderer of my father!"

He shook his head and remained serious. This was a very serious charge.

"Where did you get that?"

"The dream revealed to me. I saw you when you took off the black mask on your face"

Totally disgusted, Juan looked up and rubbed his lips with your fingers. His blue eyes lost their vigor. He seemed plagued by those charges.

"You're not saying this seriously, right?"

She shouted at him desperately.

"Murderer!"

"You cannot believe in a dream"

"How could you kill my father?"

His dark eyes were full of tears.

"I did not kill him!"

"Lie! How long will you lie? Afraid of being arrested? Is that all?

She approached carefully. Her hands touched the boy's chest.

"Well, you can admit it what you did. They are two of us here. I will not arrest you, I'm no authority to do so"

Juan moved away from her. - "Why are you with this issue? This will end up making things worse between us"

She said.

"Why do not you tell the truth I'll understand if you do not lie I know who killed him, but confessed, I know how to forgive you" - The eyes looked. - "Because I love you"

She hugged him and John gasped. The blow had left him immobile, even in the lungs.

"Tell me, why was he killed? Please, I need to know!

"I cannot. You're going to hate me"

I said looking around. The young man looked surprised.

"Juan Carlos, I have a right to know the whole truth about the murder of my father"

"You cannot do this, Amelia I was ready to forget all this." - Confessed after a deep breath.

"Tell me more"

She looked at his pale face, and stood hugging him. She kept him not to be far away from her now.

With great difficulty, he said.

"Your father was involved with the smuggling of illegal weapons. But he betrayed the band and decided to take his life"

"And you killed him ..."

She looked down.

Juan Carlos was silent and held her tighter, confessing.

"I went forced"

Amelia pushed him and fell sitting on the floor. Repentant the boy stood with his head down.

"You make me sick! Do not know how much I hate you!

After that, he had the strength to lift her face and look at her, standing in front of him.

"I told you once, I did something I'd regret for the rest of my life, I will never forgive me, remember? I meant the death of your father"

Amelia's tears began to roll her eyes. She immediately tried to eliminate them.

"I should have known better than to make the shot against him. It's too late, you cannot bring my father back"

"To forgive is never too late"

He muttered and looked down.

Amelia then broke the chain with a medal on her neck and threw him over Juan Carlos. The boy was surprised by the violent act of his girlfriend.

"I do not want that shit!"

She said looking at the chain and medal fallen into the lap of Juan Carlos.

The trunks of the trees began to shake and Juan Carlos looked up. Suddenly he saw two uniformed policemen behind the tree. They were hiding in the tree, witnessing the boy's confession.

Amelia had arranged with the police that led to it. In this way, the child may confess the crime.

"But what is this?" - Asked surprised Juan.

"You are under arrest"

One of police told him and put handcuffs on the wrists of the young man stood up with the help of another officer.

"Come on!"

The authority informed the murderer. Before taking his first step out of the place, Juan looked at Amelia and said sadly.

"Amelia, you should not have done this to me!"

She pulled away from him and started sobbing to the police. The pains inside were big.

One, because she lost her father cruelly.

Another, who had been deceived by the murderer of her own father. The person who loved and trusted blindly giving her body and her chastity.

"Are you okay?"

A policeman asked, seeing her mourn uncontrollably.

"Yes"

Finally, she said looking down all the time.

After that, Amelia opened her eyes and saw that was a dreaming. She had the second dream that revealed the real murderer of her father. There was no doubt that Juan Carlos was responsible for his death.

At that time, she sat down and began to mourn in the dark. She never imagined finding the murderer of her father and try to make him pay for his crimes and who were hurt so much and having to sacrifice their love life for justice.

Only for the wrongful death of her father.