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“I’m making you unhappy now. I don’t want to do that.”
“Then don’t you be unhappy. That’s the only thing that’s wrong here.”
I looked at her for a long moment, thinking that the whole situation was wrong. I couldn’t change anything for now. She wants me to be happy. Well, if I can’t feel happy, I can act if I was happy to make her feel better. I took a deep breath and nodded.
“You’re right. The past is past and I can’t do anything to change it. There’s no sense in letting my mood sour this time for you. I’ll do whatever I can to make you happy now.”
She was learning my expression attentively, so I started my perfect acting - I gave her a serene smile.
“Whatever makes me happy?” She asked. I suppose, she guessed right, what I was talking about. But in moment I was about to say something, her stomach growled. I always tend to forget how human she is.
“You’re hungry,” I quickly got up the bed and looked for my pants, stirring up a cloud of
feathers.
“So, why exactly did you decide to ruin Esme’s pillows?” I heard her voice, as I dressed and dislodged some feathers out my hair. She sat up and put out some feathers off the hair. I tried not to watch her necked body as I moved to the door. I didn’t know what to answer. The question reminded me about the anger and willing to destroy anything in the room, when I saw the bruises on her fragile body.
“I don’t know if I decided to do anything last night,” I muttered.
“We’re just lucky it was the pillows and not you.” I tried to throw the pictures out my head, shooking it. And then I forced my face and gave Bella her favorite crooked smile. As she moved and stood up I couldn’t stop my reaction. The view of injury, made by my hands on her body was just horrible. The pain rippled through my whole body. I just turned away from her, and my hands balled up.
“Do I look that hideous?” she asked in a light tone. I couldn’t work out my expression. The black spots were covering every part of her body - from her long neck, on her shoulders, arms, ribs, belly and till her foots. The most awful were covering her legs, hands and waist. I didn’t turn to face her. I don’t know how I forced myself not to move or to break anything. I heard Bella move to the bathroom.
She was silent for a long moment, her breathing even. And suddenly I heard her grown. I was so anxious, that I moved behind her back in a second.
“Bella?”
“I’ll never get this all out of my hair!”She pointed to her head. She started picking at the feathers.
Yeah, of course, this is the most important thing that she was supposed to worry about.
“You would be worried about your hair,” I mumbled, and started pulling out the feathers. I knew that I act angry and move too quickly, but that was everything I could do in the present moment.
“How did you keep from laughing at this? I look ridiculous.” She asked. Laugh? No, I couldn’t laugh.
“This isn’t going to work,” She sighed after a minute.
“It’s all dried in. I’m going to have to try to wash it out.” She turned around, wrapping her arms around my waist. Her warms and scent hit me in that moment. The will to hold her in my tight embrace and to kiss her lips filled me.
“Do you want to help me?”
“I’d better find some food for you,” I said in a quiet voice, as I gently unwound her arms. I heard her sighed as I moved to the kitchen.
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“I’m making you unhappy now. I don’t want to do that.”
“Then don’t you be unhappy. That’s the only thing that’s wrong here.”
I looked at her for a long moment, thinking that the whole situation was wrong. I couldn’t change anything for now. She wants me to be happy. Well, if I can’t feel happy, I can act if I was happy to make her feel better. I took a deep breath and nodded.
“You’re right. The past is past and I can’t do anything to change it. There’s no sense in letting my mood sour this time for you. I’ll do whatever I can to make you happy now.”
She was learning my expression attentively, so I started my perfect acting - I gave her a serene smile.
“Whatever makes me happy?” She asked. I suppose, she guessed right, what I was talking about. But in moment I was about to say something, her stomach growled. I always tend to forget how human she is.
“You’re hungry,” I quickly got up the bed and looked for my pants, stirring up a cloud of
feathers.
“So, why exactly did you decide to ruin Esme’s pillows?” I heard her voice, as I dressed and dislodged some feathers out my hair. She sat up and put out some feathers off the hair. I tried not to watch her necked body as I moved to the door. I didn’t know what to answer. The question reminded me about the anger and willing to destroy anything in the room, when I saw the bruises on her fragile body.
“I don’t know if I decided to do anything last night,” I muttered.
“We’re just lucky it was the pillows and not you.” I tried to throw the pictures out my head, shooking it. And then I forced my face and gave Bella her favorite crooked smile. As she moved and stood up I couldn’t stop my reaction. The view of injury, made by my hands on her body was just horrible. The pain rippled through my whole body. I just turned away from her, and my hands balled up.
“Do I look that hideous?” she asked in a light tone. I couldn’t work out my expression. The black spots were covering every part of her body - from her long neck, on her shoulders, arms, ribs, belly and till her foots. The most awful were covering her legs, hands and waist. I didn’t turn to face her. I don’t know how I forced myself not to move or to break anything. I heard Bella move to the bathroom.
She was silent for a long moment, her breathing even. And suddenly I heard her grown. I was so anxious, that I moved behind her back in a second.
“Bella?”
“I’ll never get this all out of my hair!”She pointed to her head. She started picking at the feathers.
Yeah, of course, this is the most important thing that she was supposed to worry about.
“You would be worried about your hair,” I mumbled, and started pulling out the feathers. I knew that I act angry and move too quickly, but that was everything I could do in the present moment.
“How did you keep from laughing at this? I look ridiculous.” She asked. Laugh? No, I couldn’t laugh.
“This isn’t going to work,” She sighed after a minute.
“It’s all dried in. I’m going to have to try to wash it out.” She turned around, wrapping her arms around my waist. Her warms and scent hit me in that moment. The will to hold her in my tight embrace and to kiss her lips filled me.
“Do you want to help me?”
“I’d better find some food for you,” I said in a quiet voice, as I gently unwound her arms. I heard her sighed as I moved to the kitchen.
