Only Two Of Us

by Cassandra Russell

  reason for not feeling angry at you, and more than that: why I was so anxious to meet you

  again and your face did not leave my head? Love had already planted a seed inside his chest

  and it was just growing ... I spent a long time pretending to myself that it was nothing, without the courage of

  accept the truth. I was forced to admit my feelings after I was suffering for believing

  that you already loved someone else. To imagine him kissing another woman was so ... painful!

  By the surprised way he looked at me, he certainly never imagined any of it.

  "That's why I was running away from him all the time because I could not bear to see happiness

  walking before the eyes and not being allowed to stretch out his hands to reach it. That's also why

  that I can no longer admit that I'm out of my life, Richard. Not now, I finally found the

  my place. My place has always been by your side. I closed all the doors and I kept all this time,

  simply because it was already destined to be yours. Only yours. You own the cells of my body, each

  thinking and all my dreams. I prefer to believe that the God who has united us will not cause

  let us separate No, after having planted this supernatural force within me. I love you so much that

  really hurts

  Richard again surprised me, as his eyes reddened with a shy tear.

  that he bravely held not to drop it, as if he considered it shameful or a sign of

  weakness for a male representative demonstrating sensitivity.

  He was visibly moved.

  - Sorry my love. I did not want you to be sad, "I apologized in order to console him.

  - I am not sad. It's just ... I've never been happy like this before.

  I stroked his stiff face gently.

  "I thought vampires could not cry," I said, trying to reverse the picture.

  "Me, too," he said, rather puzzled. "I think it's more of a symptom of that

  disease that the "doctor" I consulted diagnosed wrong.

  "You can not always hit. Although she warned that she was not a doctor, you wanted to consult

  even so...

  "You did not make the diagnosis, but the remedy she prescribed was shot and dropped," she returned.

  rolling her eyes at the malice I already knew.

  I had to laugh about it.

  "One thing you're right about." Until this wedding ring was pretty pretty on my finger, I'm thinking

  seriously accept it, "I teased.

  "I told you you were crazy to accept." His heart rate was 138 beats per

  minute. Did you go all this way around so you would not bend your arm? The smile returned to his lips.

  "No, I wanted to hear a statement of love from you." It works well for human skin,

  knows what these things are like ... And here's a warning: if I accept, the alliance will only leave here

  move to the other finger.

  "Is that a promise or a threat?" I prefer it to be a promise, although I am also

  accepting a threat.

  "Understand how you want, she's already on my finger," I mocked. - Now I got curious.

  How did you know the size of the rim?

  "I took that ring of yours that Luciano was ... smoothing," he revealed with clenched teeth,

  impression of biting of jealousy. "And then I took you to a jeweler's shop in London." They

  made from one day to the next. The "forever" was my requirement. His expression continued.

  closed.

  How did I not realize that my family ring was not with me all these days? I asked.

  He would never take it from his finger ... If he'd screwed up, just as he'd put the ring on for the night,

  I should have taken it discreetly so I would not suspect anything. And the bum here was so

  entertained with her problems that she did not even realize it!

  "Funny ... I thought you did not feel jealous of Dr. Luciano - pin."

  His gaze struck me like a spear.

  "One thing has nothing to do with the other, Stephanie. I know very well what the little witch there is.

  insinuating Your life will always be more important to me, and I can not deny that Luciano is a

  competent physician, or I would not have him working on my team. But if you want to know the truth, I

  I confess: I felt jealous yes! She spoke the words well, her muscles hard. And it was not

  little! In fact, it was the first time in my life that I felt like practicing a conscious homicidal act. Would you like

  say, lie: the second time. The first happened when her friend's partner tried

  to hurt you. If he'd leaned against a strand of her hair, I would not have been able to contain it.

  the fury and hypnotized that unfortunate one so that it disappears of there once for all!

  "It's something I did not understand until today." What were you doing there?

  "That was the day Ava decided to start a confession that there was something wrong with me.

  Pure coincidence. We were going out to talk somewhere, when I saw her sitting in that bar with

  the other nurses. From there, I preferred to park the car on the sidewalk and point to the

  change of my behavior ... until that imbecile raise his hand to assault her.

  "I did not believe you when you showed up." I thought I was going to get beat up.

  "Oh, but you would not!" He muttered.

  - Hypnotized Sérgio ... What about Dr. Luciano? You have not explained your ... "willingness to practice

  a homicidal act. "

  "Until Luciano was lucky, because I punched the mirror in my living room, not his face!" With the

  strength that a vampire possesses when he is angry, I can not even imagine where the subject's head

  would stop, since, of course, it would separate from the body, "he snapped, clenching his fists. - It's the

  comic in that all is that I still had to go out and buy another similar mirror to put in place before

  someone would come and ask why my vandalism ... "he growled, lowering his voice. - Let's change from

  subject matter? I do not like to talk, let alone remind myself of it.

  - Believe it! All this because of a ring?

  "Of course it was not because of the ring! Do not you get it yet? He mumbled again. - He

  he could take her in his hand, greet her with a kiss on the cheek, say things to his ear, laugh with you,

  offer a ride, caress her hair, and I ... I had to see everything she wanted for me, having the

  obligation to step aside and pretend to feel nothing! And you should not have the slightest notion

  of what it is, or would not insist on torturing me with this conversation!

  - Oh no? Do you think I'm not jealous of you? What do you think I felt when you confessed

  who suffered from love because of your ... bride? I put a note of disdain in my voice.

  His expression was incredulous.

  "How did Juliet come to this conversation?" She's dead and buried! And I do not have eyes

  for something else in life, other than you. I can not even remember right from her face,

  if you are interested to know.

  "Still, it was not easy to digest that ... that her first time was with her - I radically decreased

  the volume of the speech, almost sorry for letting go of this confession.

  "The first time I made love in life was with you. We are the same in this, "he said flatly.

  "I've never touched Juliet like this, much less felt for her a thousandth of what I feel for you.

  "But you said-"

  "I said I was not a virgin, not that I had made love to someone before. These are quite situations

  distinct - he pointed out. "Things back then were very different nowadays. A boy

  he usually did not become a man with someone he liked. I do not think

&
nbsp; appropriate now, I am still a person of the other century. He looked uncomfortable.

  "It was bad, I'm being ridiculous," I complained, covering my face with my hands.

  "You're not ridiculous, and you can look beautiful even making that jealous face," he said.

  "I just think we waste time talking about things that are not going to get us anywhere, do you?"

  - I agree. And what would my fiancé like to talk about, anyway? I spelled the word groom well.

  slowly, sitting on his lap.

  - Is that a yes? The glow of his glassy purplish blue intensified.

  "Yeah, but it's not a little bit. It's a SIIIIIIIIM !!! I agreed, sticking my lips to his.

  "I've already seen that I'm going to have to watch out for you, or I'll end my days as your slave, played

  in a basement, "he returned, nibbling on the little chick that I had on my lip.

  "A slave like this would not be a bad idea," I whispered, kissing his mouth.

  slowly.

  "Umm ... are you sure you still want to travel?" It seems more like I'm about to be devoured by

  a lioness. Not that I have anything against ... "he muttered, accepting the affection with satisfaction.

  "You're right, I'll leave it to taste my prey on the way back." You can sit in your seat. I'm going

  warm up your meal. And I got up to set the table.

  - Damn it! Did I have to say that? He grunted softly, reproaching himself.

  Chapter 25

  Our drive was quiet despite the rain. I concluded that it was better this way, I

  he knew that the sun and the light weakened his body. Thus, it became even providential.

  I took Richard to visit some sights at dusk. Although he had already come to Rio

  several times, never had time to get to know the Sugar Loaf, Cristo Redentor, the famous beach

  of Copacabana. It was really a breathtaking landscape of any human being or not of this

  planet. Of course, in just one afternoon we would not be able to take a long tour. So,

  we had to choose one of the places to spend more time, and the rest we admired along the way.

  - Hang in there. Now you will feel the potential of my camera. Smile!-

  I asked, photographing him in Corcovado.

  His blue eyes in contrast to that landscape looked like a monument of celebration to the

  nature. I wanted to click that moment, not as a banal memory of the first trip we made

  together, but as a mark of the beginning of our eternal happiness, blessed by the Father in the background. Until me

  I never felt photogenic, I had to recognize that I was well in the photo.

  Love is good for the soul ...

  - Can I have one of yours? Richard asked.

  "If I'm not well, I will not pay for your services," I mocked.

  "And who says I'll trade this one?" I want a picture of you just for me.

  The wind was blowing hard and my hair fluttered everywhere. I kept trying to hold them

  with his hands, there was no way to keep still.

  "Release them," he said. - This is how I dream of you every night: beautiful and with the hair

  wind.

  "Did you really dream of me or any Medusa?"

  "You talk like that because you can not see yourself through my eyes," he said, scanning me through the viewfinder.

  of the machine.

  "And what do you see?"

  - So many things...

  "Define with one word," I challenged.

  - Perfection.

  I almost choked on the answer.

  "I've already seen that I'll have to make another appointment when we get home," I teased. - You're

  with a slight problem of view.

  - Vampires see a thousand times better than humans and, in addition, the vision was the sense that

  more sharpened in my "illness".

  - Distorted or blurred visions?

  - Expanded and with high definition technology.

  - Wow! It's more like an electronics ad!

  "You'll have to surrender and admit that this time I won the war." He smiled triumphantly.

  "If this is so important to you ..."

  "Actually, it's not. In the end, I always win. Only my fiancée who has not noticed yet

  He mocked.

  - Oh yes? So we wrap it up, because every time you win, I share the prize later.

  Richard paused for a moment, reasoning.

  "You had to get me the taste of victory, did not you?" - Started laughing.

  "Yeah, but I can share the reward with you later if you want. - Laugh too.

  - Done. I'm really lost ... "He shook his head, mocking himself.

  The photo he hit really impressed. Would say worthy of prize. The visual effect of

  landscape, and hair in the wind created an almost surreal image. Nor did it seem that

  it was me there, stamped on the machine's display.

  And he loved it. He said he was going to put it on his schedule and that he would take her wherever he was. However,

  I imagined displaying on the bedside table a picture of the two of us smiling together with Christ the Redeemer at the

  because, in my opinion, we were not alone. This photo was hit by another photographer

  professional, to whom I asked at the time to do us this favor.

  After that, I took Richard to a point in the city where it was possible to see in the distance the

  Modern Art of Niterói. I have always been a fan of the fantastic works of the architect Oscar Niemeyer and

  the monument an unforgettable tourist spot. He was fascinated by the landscape. I do not think it ever stopped.

  to admire the natural beauties of our planet for being in a permanent state of wakefulness

  their patients. His mind had been blocked to the simple pleasures of life because of the

  numerous obligations imposed on itself.

  On the contrary, it seemed that the situation had been reversed there. I started to keep an eye on some sign

  that could be an indication of such a "vampiroma" - a nickname given by him to this cursed disease - that

  until that moment it had not manifested itself. At least, nothing that I had noticed.

  My mother was delighted to meet him.

  And no wonder Richard treated her with an exemplary education. It was only then that I understood how it was

  that he conquered my father so quickly ...

  He could too! He had been born in another century, at a time when kindness and good

  required in a severe manner. Acts virtually forgotten by today's society - for example,

  pull a chair for a lady to sit or kiss the back of her hand when greeting - they were made by

  he so naturally that they came to draw attention. Even when he was at the dinner table,

  I pretended to eat with such naturalness and satisfaction that my mother felt proud to please the

  son-in-law, promising to even engage more in our next visit.

  And the little fellow still thanked and encouraged her, saying she would charge ...

  However, it was enough that she left or was distracted, so that he would push me a fork

  or another in his mouth, emptying his plate and dying to laugh at the situation.

  To complete the picture, I ended up getting the reputation of nauseous or anorexic, because in my

  stomach could not fit two meals. So I had to eat his.

  "I guess I'll have to prescribe some vitamins for you or maybe an appetite booster,

  Richard cynically criticized, pointing at my still-full plate. "After she got a

  virose and emaciated, is a bit of a rebel to eat, Rachel.

  "What's new, Stephanie?" You've dined so well! You want to make me worried? Like this,

  will end up disappearing! "I got a scolding from my mother.

  "Richard just forgot to let you know, Mom, that he shoved me some snacks all day
long."

  the trip! I accused him, glaring at him with his eyes.

  Did that fill your stomach? Wow! You're worse than I thought! I believe that only

  vitamins will not be enough. Maybe a food supplement ... "he pretended to meditate again.

  worsening the picture.

  He would do that to annoy me, be on the tape, or simply start another one

  duel?

  "You say that because you overeat, my love," I practically growled.

  - Oh, daughter! So it will be embarrassing to eat here at home! Mother complained to me,

  defending his youngest protégé. - Richard, do not mind what she said no, please ...

  - Iiiiiiih! I do not care anymore ... Your daughter has treated me like this ever since I met her.

  "I must have failed at some point in the education of this girl," she simulated guiltily. -

  Wait a minute, I'll get you the dessert. And she stood up, heading toward the kitchen.

  "Richard, if you fill your plate with dessert, I swear I'll kill you!" I threatened softly.

  "You're late, love." I already have the days counted. And who gave the sentence itself was you

  same: I told your mother that I'm greedy ... "he mocked.

  - I'm serious, my stomach is almost exploding! If you do not stop, I'll stay the night.

  whole vomiting!

  "I'm sorry, today is the day to please my mother-in-law."

  I took one hand to my forehead, trying to contain my impatience.

  "What if I propose you an exchange?"

  "It has to be a very good proposal for me to change my mind.

  The most annoying thing about it all was having to swallow that sparkle in his eyes, as if it were

  saying, "I have overcome. Now you're stuck. "

  - It's all right. I thought for a few seconds. "I promise, if nothing happens to you, I'll be back."

  nurse at the hospital.

  - You just added my guilt complex. Is working with me so sacrificial? -

  he was indignant. "Besides, if I really survive, she will be my wife, and as such, I

  Stay by my side all the time. So his argument was overturned. Arrange another better proposal.

  My foot began beating rhythmically under the table.

  "I confess in front of Dr. Luciano that I was already ... in love with you," I said, beginning to speak.

  even lower.

  "Hmmm ... tempting proposal," he pretended to evaluate her. - But not.