Hot Water- Part 2

I don't know why, or how, but that girl was getting to close to, or was I to her?

I was watching her sleep, and she look so peaceful, so different from when she was awake.. Could be that only dreams could save her?

I was writing on my book and thinking that I had to do something, I had to find a cure, and try to save her from what seem to be her end. I looked back to the first day when she came to the institution, everyone was looking at her, curious, horrified.. She was the girl that appeared twenty days in the news, the girl everyone talked about, the girl that no one understood, and it was scary.
She walked in, her hands were tied up, and she looked right into my eyes, and she knew who I was immediately, she could read me like an open book, and from that moment on she couldn't leave my eyes. Iknew she was trouble, not for me, but for herself. I watched her closly everyday, and I soon learn that she was conscious for a long period of the day, but at night, she was impossible, no one could stop her, no one could calm her.. It was like she lived in a different place at night, a place she didin't like, a place se didn't want to go back to. But it kept pulling her.
Nothing could make her sleep, and so she didn't let anyone sleep, she shouted, asking for help, but I knew, no matter how much medication I gave her it didin't work, she had to save herself, I could only watch and pray.
And so I prayed..

I knew from when I was a child that we should pray everyday, but I always thought that we were the builders of our lives, we controlled our desteny.. I was so wrong.. Here I was, a man at the highest point in my career, thinking that he knows everything, until this girl came and I learned how I knew nothing.
Right now I'm tired, but I can't stop working, there's no one I ever wanted to save more than this girl, and somehow, someway I'm going to succeed.

Hot Water - Story Part 1

Something pulled me back, I don't know what it was, but I sunddenly found myself in that same situation again.
Fear run thru my veins, and my eyes like always, showed all my emotions. I desperatly wanted to cry, but all the years had left me with no tears.
I could see everything just like it was before, my body was there, you were there, but my mind was far away, in a time where me and you couldn't possibly be together in the same room.
How could this be?
You were talking to me, I wasn't listening, but my mouth opened like it had life of its own, and I said something to you. At the time I new that what I had to say would hurt you, you would despise me but I said it, I thought it was for you own good, I thought I could make you chose a life where you'd really have a chance to live..
I caught you by surprised, you weren't expecting those words, your weren't expecting to be in this situation. Your face immediately turned red, and you shouted at me! You were angry and hurt. your muscles were tense, I could see the veins in your neck so cleary that I knew how hard you were trying not to lose control.
You wanted me, I could see it in your eyes, all the love you felt, and how in someway I was making you not want to see me again.
Just like so many times before I saw myself crying, and I saw you struggling with the sudden urge to comfort me, to take me in your arms and promisse me that everything would be ok.. But this time you didn't, guess I had broken your heart, or maybe I had just wanted you to be the one that makes the decision, and you were feeling the burden of making it.
You got closer to be, and grabbed hold of my hand, and said:
"Say it to my face, really tell me you don't love me anymore!"
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- Grab her!!
All her body was shaking, she was having another atack.I grabbed her really tight to my body, somehow I was feeling close to her, to what she felt, to her problem, and somehow I knew that she would never be close to having a happy ending..

To Be Continued