I have a hunch. Today finally I'll get closer to the blonde in the bus. And she will fall into my arms. To celebrate, for breakfast, uncork the bottle of condensed milk, which I reserve for times.
then full of energy and enthusiasm, I turn to the stop. Perceive that the devil is on my side. However, the bus arrives thirty minutes late and my energy is expected to melt during the more than forty degrees in the shade. Finally
upstairs and put me in my usual place. Yes, I have my place on the bus in the background just behind Pepin, one meter short of the blonde. Despite this strategic location almost never get to see it or exchange a glance. Pepin is usually placed between her and the other passengers and me from either approach. Pepin is a be enormous, a mountain of perfectly trained muscles in her thirties. Although five below zero we always wears a tank top with his name emblazoned in front: "I AM PEPIN. I do not know if he has written to inform others or to remind him.
Once you have cornered my girl starts his monologue. Dares to almost everything: international politics, philosophy, mathematics ... Also, usually argue with himself. Yes, usually a theory, and after a few minutes takes the contrary. Quite a show ... However
has never managed to get a single smile the blonde girl.
Today, despite my gut, everything will always follow the script. My girl cornered against a window, Pepin speaking about life and death and I behind, waiting for my chance. We had so few seven hundred eighty-four days. But now the evil is on my part.
suddenly noticed a tingling in my left arm. Intense and unnatural. Then my hand, led by a force beyond my control, is moved and will be placed on the shoulder of Pepin. The giant, with a gesture irritated by having to interrupt his rambling, he turns his head towards me and looks at me suspiciously.
- Can you set aside a little? "I say without hesitation. The words come out of my mouth without my permission. I am amazed.
Pepin, after watching a few seconds and making a strange grimace with the lips, choose to ignore me and resumed his talk.
I breathe relieved, the blonde breathe relieved, all other passengers breathe a sigh of relief ...
However, my personal demon, who takes control of my arm and my vocal cords does not appear satisfied. The fingers of my hand, which is still in the giant's shoulder, closed with an amazing force, sink into the flesh of my opponent and force him to yield to me for the pain.
For a moment I feel powerful. And happy. I have my revenge. But happiness lasts only a moment because the tingling disappears unexpectedly. The devil has left me. I've gotten into a mess of c. .. and then left me alone, facing the danger. Bastard! Quito
hand and hide behind his back and put my sorry face, like a child who discovered while doing a prank. There seems to serve. Pepin rejoins slowly raises his arm, fifty kilos of meat rhea muscular and slapped me just below the ear. I fall to the ground. And I decide to stay there for eternity or a little more.
Because of the coup, the shock and shame, the events that happen then only half-remember.
The blonde girl starts swatting Pepin with his bag, in the face, arms, forcing him to step back and away from me. The giant, confused, takes a bus stop to decrease and disappear. Then she kneels beside me, take my head in his hands and begins to gently caress. Never been so close to her. Again I feel happy.
However, on this occasion, my happiness only lasts a few seconds. My hand, again under the control of the evil, moves slowly and is placed on the thigh of the girl, many inches above the knee. Contact with your skin makes me shiver.
The girl still. I look away while awaiting the second blow of the day. However, she separates my hand softly and sits on the floor beside me.
- Y I thought you were harmless! Finally he says while breaking into a laugh.
Suddenly I realize I still do not know his name. Not be stamped on any site. Nowhere is visible at least.
- What's your name? I ask with a thread of voice.
-Monica.
is the first day of my covenant and I start to feel happy.
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