Unrepentaint. Impenitenti

We started to study in silence; I was glad that, when Hewitt not there was, Caden was there to keep me company. In the end, Fergie had reason. It had nothing to do with the River, was good and kind.

And also very attractive, I could not deny it.

His eyes were dark, like the mantle of a panther and look at the times we read the begi

he talked about how dreamed of playing football at the

level of the professional game, the fact that the team

was struggling to win the championship of the university.

And how much he liked what he studied, the literature.

"Later you got the internship?" he asked

after a few minutes, interrupting my study.

"Yes, but it will be a short meeting. There are many implications in the investigation, for now. At least, not to have them shared with us."

"If you want to, when you have finished, we can go and get us something to drink," I suggested.

"Why not?"

Stay with Caden made me feel like a normal girl, like all the other my age: it was strange, but nice. Unlike Fergie, or Hewitt, which were always for me, or the rest of the people that I had labeled my trauma, he turned to look natural.

There were arguments about which you held back for fear of hurt my feelings, and when it had happened to acce

But a part of me knew that I related so much to him because I was desperately trying to chase away the thought of someone else, a recurring and nagging. In the most confused, in times less appropriate, between the memories of the rousing of the night.

"Have you decided what are you going to wear to the fright night Halloween?"

Caden me distracted from my thoughts redundant.

I raised my eyes to the sky, exasperated. "Between you and Fergie... I swear that I have no idea. Are not even very convinced to come".

"But do not have the choice," he told me immediately. "Mica, you can get off all night closed in the room. The university will be completely razed to the ground by the casino, you have to come. Let's go! And then I am wrong or the day after your birthday?"

"Who said that?" I infuriai immediately, imagining already who my friends were up to something.

"I ca

"I know that was Fergie!"

"Come on, what is the problem if I know?"

"Nothing, just that... I don't like to celebrate it. So do not inventatevi nothing".

"Come to the fright night and I will do my assiduously so that no one will face the wishes or the gift," I suggested, playful, and it seemed to me a very good settlement.

Before those two weeks are fatal, I did not mind to celebrate my birthday. But to be born on the day of the dead, it seemed to me this year more than ever before, a presage of the only thing that could be: someone who lives, walks and talks, but he already arrived at the end of his life. Caden, Fergie, Hewitt and all the others, however, were trying to make me remember that it was not so, that I was still a girl with her life ahead of him. But I could not bear really is a surprise party, or gift, or the like, for now. I wanted it to be a day like any other: he would have been a goal.

"I think I will dress as a student out, then. Suits me, no?"

Caden laughed shaking my head and I remembered what I had said at the luna park. "Thou hast chosen, Ghostface, right?"

"Yes, this is the plan at the moment". Nodded, and the conversation died down in between those words. At that time, the library was not more crowded as at the begi

We spent a good half an hour immersed in the study, between the pages fluttering and colored pencils. Then I felt my phone vibrate in my bag and I grabbed him.

They were on the day we met and that we were not talking about, for this I was surprised to read the name of Davil as the sender.

I wondered if the rivuoi back. You, I would have brought in the afternoon, but it seems to me the case that I will be in college with a pair of panties in his jacket.

You don't think to be inappropriate with this message?

Said the lady who gives me her underwear.

If it is not pleasing, then yes, I would like to get it back.

I guess you'll have to go buy

another pair to replace the missing ones.

Held a smile, a grimace, trying to look away from the phone and look around, to assimilate the dose of adrenaline that I caused.

Luckily, just at that moment, the librarian told the students outside of the training in the change room and Caden engaged in close and put his books; in the meantime, Hewitt and the others had already arrived and were sitting at our usual table. I stood still a few minutes to chat with Caden, even after I fixed my things and keep under control the time. I needed to dispose of the heat of a sudden I was clouding the senses, and for this I tried all of the distractions as possible, before a shot of eyes eterocromi enough to echo the words of those messages in my head.

"You only say that Fergie has told you to the whole team of cheerleaders that I literally made under the murder house... Please, talk to her, tell her something. The entries are turning and now my teammates take me by the ass relentlessly.

I took a hand to her mouth to hold back a laugh. "No , I can't believe it!" Caden was scratching the nape of the neck desolate, but at the same time amused. "But she warned him" I note.

"But I thought that to tell the truth, the facts! That is, to me, I'm scared and nearly made me puke! Not that I made below.

In other words, there is a difference. With the vomiting I could cope, maybe I would have told of having drunk too much".

I found myself laughing loudly, as I had for a long time. "You can say that I have prostate problems, then." "Oh, of course, and remain dry for life, right? Imagine the girls that I look as if I had a venereal disease". He lifted up his eyes to heaven, exasperated, then took hold of his bag. "Better let me go, I'm doing a late night". It seemed, for a moment, uncomfortable, and just looking around I realized why: I was so focused on the conversation, that I became aware of the entrance of the professor Bonavick and him. "That kind of...

the criminologist, I guess. Must be furious, we're staring".

While Bonavick was intent to adjust with gestures assured her things, Davil had been standing at his side, hands tucked into the pockets of the pants, and pointed with arrogance. A frown dark obnubilava the face. Had not yet removed the coat, which she wore over a complete elegant.

"See you later, Kerys". Before getting up, Caden came up and I left a kiss slight on the cheek to say goodbye.