Love untold

  Patrick became frightened, knew the temperament of his wife and his talk with the doctor concluded that she was already aware, knew he had failed. I would ask forgiveness, humiliate herself, would do whatever was necessary to restore lost confidence.

  Hello Bella He moved to kiss him on the cheek, but she dodged away.

  "She is furious," Patrick thought, noting the tension and the penetrating gaze of his wife.

  She did not answer, he just looked at him without blinking. What made him more nervous than he already was.

  I'm sorry my love, I did not want you to suffer what I was suffering.

  The admission of Patrick, made Bella got up like a spring and stood before him. He threw back his head.

  You're a bastard, selfish ruler! Always thinking you super hero, you left me in a stupid paper-what looked angrily. You betrayed our marriage vows.

  -¡No Have done that! Patrick said quickly, reacting angrily. You're so dramatic, do you really think you could have to take this situation calmly without affecting girls? He repented when his words, honey ...

  Bella crossed her arms as if she were cold and turned, walked to the window and watched her garden.

  -and-I not offend me as if I had a revelation turned his gaze to him: What happens is I think like her.

  'Who the hell you talking about? Patrick asked, puzzled.

  You know very well who I mean pointed with brokenly. Think I am equally inept at it-what looked with tears in his eyes. Poor little Bella, does not have the cojones to withstand any pressure, that's what you thought.

  You're very wrong I ...

  -Lie! You, Mike, and the newly discovered father I have, think I can be like her, we all think. When it will be the day when I drop a cable and end up like her. They walk beside me as if they were walking on eggs, as if I would break.

  I've never thought that -the grabbed her arms, trying to calm her. I do not know where you get that story. Ah yes, I see, your fertile imagination, you should write a novel, so plasmas your imaginary dramas on paper.

  Do not be condescending, you know it's true, I've always wanted to have protected, away from all the evil in the world.

  I've done it because I love what we've created, I love you and I'll be damned if sin penalties want to save my wife.

  You not yet understand She smiled sadly. Marriage is good and bad, I can not trust you if I hidden things all the time, it would not be real for me.

  Isabella bent shoulders the grief-stricken. Patrick looked terrified, thought he was going to have problems, but this was more serious. His wife's eyes reflected a disappointment that he had not seen him in many years of marriage.

  How could you get all these nights and look into my eyes, knowing what happened to you?

  -Please Bella she tried to approach.

  -Let go! Do not touch me!

  -Forgive me.

  What should I forgive? You do not have told me about your illness? Does it want me in a box of glass away from the world?

  No I apologize for wanting to protect you, but from the depths of my soul I apologize for having hidden something so important to both Patrick's eyes reflected the regret he felt. I will not do it, I promise.

  -God. You think a simple apology all settled shook his head from side to side. I'm glad you're fine.

  He left the kitchen with garden tools to care for their plants.

  Patrick wanted to fix the situation, wanted to take her to bed, I wanted to taste it. She looked so beautiful with its beach hat, gloves and apron gardening, all I wanted was to make her happy and had never seen the need to question their methods, but now he did, he was wrong and did not know what do to repair it.

  chapter XIX

  Mike reached the neighborhood of Althea. A bad premonition assailed him to get off the car and watch two police cars and an ambulance. He came to the house and took the stairs two at a time, people had swirled, some murmured:

  Poor, he was very drunk.

  -Who'd say? He said another woman was on the street in robe to be home and a head full of curls.

  Seeing the face of Lucas waiting behind the yellow tape, Mike's heart raced and his face turned pale.

  What the hell happened?

  -Mike ...

  The aforementioned crossed the precinct.

  No, Mike, wait, for the love of God.

  Upon reaching the door and watch the disaster that was in the small house, I knew that scene would haunt him until the day of his death. All they contemplated what lay on the carpet regular quality, which had been colored champagne and was now covered with blood. Forensic taking measurements and talking to each other. Before the roar of Mike pushed his jostling, appeared Althea's body with three empty bottles of liquor, the woman had cut her wrists.

  Mike bent down, face lifeless Althea, the smell of blood and helplessness that is the body when the soul travels to other worlds, they brought to mind and retinas Mike, memories of the tragedy of his life . Again he had failed to someone. Again for your damn she faults a person had died. He noted the place, it was clean and tidy, aside were some notebooks and boxes of crayons What had happened? Just the night before had spoken on the phone, he was animated because the next day would visit their children. Small, mused, what would become of them now? Any good family would adopt them, would be responsible for that. Forensics would not let him approach the body. Mike's eyes had no life, watching the corpse, whose blood was drained and had been received by the mat.

  I'm sorry, sorry, sorry ... it was all she managed to say. Sorry Sorry…

  Brother, please -Luke tried to lift off the ground. Mike had knelt a few steps from the corpse.

  -Leave me alone.

  -Do not.

  Lucas helped him up and before an order of authority, left the room. Mike went fast the car, Lucas did not despintaba steps.

  -do Not going to go alone.

  When she opened the door and went quick. front of the car was stopped. I would have run him if he wanted to go. Mike glared at him. Sped up. Lucas stood his ground. Mike lowered the glass.

  If I have to go over you to get out, I will.

  There was a bitter note in his voice, hoarse tone spoke of a mood that was not for games and Lucas knew he would, if not removed, it would run over and knew that, before finishing the day his friend I would be more drunk as a Cuba.

  Do not do it Mike managed to say. More than one order was the request of a friend.

  -Does not matter. It does not matter.

  -Mike, Brother, we will solve it.

  Mike ironic gesture that simulated a smile and shook Lucas so it meant, did what he did the rest. Mike was beyond everything and anything I could do for him.

  'You'll regret Lucas raised his hands giving up and left the car. Mike screeched the tires to leave the area.

  By accelerating and exit to the highway, he screamed in the car and hit the steering wheel on more than one occasion. Rage and pain, her body tensed. Life was ironic. In his soul he welled again the grim need to escape in the only way he knew. He needed to erase even for a few hours the horrible reality he had left behind. He stopped in front of a supermarket. Like a bullet entered the place. Even I saw that bought liquor. He left the place at sunset low temperature accompanied soon be dark. He went back to the car with cold and three bottles as partners. He not even turned on the heating. Opening the first, he was defeated and miserable. The smell of liquor danced her nostrils and made him salivate. "Do not," he told her warrior consciousness. "Do it, you know it's all you relieves pain," he told his demon ear. With tears of defeat, he sent four years of sobriety to the devil. It was as if he had never stopped drinking, as he did, the memories of that afternoon when I was twelve slipped in his memoirs.

  - "Michael, your mother wants to see The boy pursed his shoulders without answering and continued his Nintendo game.

  Mike thought that if her mother did not care about him and his sister, did not have her run when she pleased.

  -Where is dad? he asked without taki
ng his eyes off the game.

  -In Your room What do I tell your mother?

  -I do not want to see her.

  The housekeeper went with defeated gesture and turned his steps to enter Isabella's room and say goodnight.

  Peter Donnelly was humming a song while the knot of his tie was when Michael went into his sanctuary. It was a stunning room with large mahogany furniture, a small library, and a bed with a down comforter golden arabesques on a burgundy base, paintings adorned the walls. A large mirror with large wooden frame to the floor, in front of which was his father. He was a tall, thin, handsome man with thick black hair, dark eyes the same color as that of their children.

  -Are you going out?

  -What are you doing here? his father asked with a frown. He was always on guard when their children approached him. Why are not you sleeping?

  I wanted to know if you can play Nintendo with me 'I replied the boy with a sad face.

  I have a commitment with Isabella plays Peter said, raising his eyebrow and his voice, mortified with the interruption. He did not like feeling guilty and Michael's eyes were the ones that made him feel that way. Even the scenes of jealousy Anabel or whining of his daughter, had the impact of the look of Mike. better go and rest, it is too late.

  Mom is not feeling well today concluded Mike.

  Like every day, that's no surprise.

  Mike knew what he thought his father for his years listening to their discussions. Pedro lived resentful because Anabel's family had hidden his depressed state during courtship. Although his mother's family had paid the price with the millions who gave and with the heritage of Donelly increased, sure to silence his condition, Pedro blamed her and the grandmother, the fact of being tied to that family that kept him from living freely and untethered. But Mike thought his father did what he wanted in his life, women, alcohol, gambling debts and long absences, as if the woman locked in the room and the young couple did not exist.

  You're going to sleep outside? He returned to the load.

  I do not know, suddenly spend the night with friends.

  Security was premiering girlfriend, she had heard the conversation gardener with one of the employees of the house. The man said his father was premiering lover, a delightful girl of twenty years, were his words, aspiring actress and when that happened his father took days to appear.

  Look said the man putting his jacket, when I return, I promise to go to football 'I ruffled hair and left without a kiss goodnight.

  Michael, came to the room of Isabella. She was asleep, it was the largest for less than a year and very similar. He loved her not wanting anyone else in the world, perhaps because of this forced coexistence that binds to facing solitude. The room smelled of jasmine, her favorite scent, a book resting on the floor. Again he had fallen asleep reading. It turned out the light. To walk down the hall of the mansion, he stopped at the door of her mother's room. A ray of light streaming through the crack between the door and the floor, he heard the sound of the key bathwater. He decided to go to check she was okay and would not have left open any key; He had passed several times. Sometimes he played take almost naked to the bed. Approaching the bathroom, she tried to scream, but her throat no sound came out. His mother was in the tub with a transparent nightgown so wet. Her wrists and open water dyed red, had already made way to the room. His mind fell into a deep, dark well, his eyes were bulging in her expression the magnitude of the tragedy. The smell of blood stirred with floral soap she always wore, her nauseous. She began to shake uncontrollably, but was unable to move, his feet would not respond to approach her.

  Minutes later, the housekeeper came and screaming woke the whole house. Mike went into a trance and without shedding a tear. If I had gone when his mother needed him maybe nothing would have happened and would be another day like any other. He felt guilty, very guilty. Something snapped inside him that night and had never been repaired.

  Still conscious despite the ingested liquor did not seem mitigate the anguish and anger he felt. He thought Lori, her blond hair, walking toward him, thought merge into those arms that provided him with warmth and peace. He immediately rebuked by stupid. He did not need anyone's affection, never beg anyone's love. Nobody had wanted, his mother abandoned him, did not have the courage to fight for them. Did not want them, then that ridiculous affair when he was young and the other women who only sought their money What did Lori? For simple, the advertising contract that would make them rich to her brother and her, in less than a year. Before he did not care for him. He never showed interest in him when he went to San Francisco and invited the family to dinner. Always he slipped away and when they were, looked like an emetic. Security was another perfidious that would run, none was left. She throws her before that happened. He opened the third bottle.

  The Brentwood Art Center,was the place chosen by Lori to spend the afternoon. They took a painting class in ceramics, each painted a well, the girls chose bright colors and filled the cup varied drawings, Lori was more elaborate. After an hour they left the job to be baked and paint last longer. Melody said Isabella pick next week. As it was still early, they decided to go to a beauty salon very special. Spa Great Divas and Girls, was a beautiful place with a decor that met the expectations of several generations. Their furniture in bright colors, the care and the activities conducted there, made this site a special place for mothers or other family members spend a different time with their children, family or friends.

  Apart from the beauty services offered, there was good music, movies and gaming activities for smaller. Lori and girls dedicated themselves to go enchanted place and then chose the services they wanted.

  They were made to foot massages to the tune of the latest music hits, Britney, Beyonce and Avril Lavigne; then they passed manicures and pedicures, the three chose the color pink Barbie and agreed to decorate their nails and toes with tiny flowers, they applied facemask strawberries and mint Melody for its incipient acne, Lori and Carole chocolate and then became a massage at the tips of the hair and finally the combed.

  Both girls were delighted with Lori, chattered incessantly, making confidences, was a special evening and after sustained tensions at home and seeing her mother's concerns. Lori was a chance to do something for these girls who had won her heart and in the midst of its vividness, a shadow of anxiety tinged her features by the crisis that were going through their parents.

  delSpacomo They came true divas gay fellows by their appearance. Went to Hard Rock Cafe where they snacked and then Border's shopping, Melody acquired three books of Jane Austen and Carole a beautiful book that allowed you to create your own designs and dress different models that were on the pages. Lori noticed that the phone was out of battery.

  They arrived at Mike's house at dusk. Lori expected entrustment had arrived that afternoon. Thrilled asked for help girls and Consuelo to undo the package.

  Lori, have you heard from Mike? Consuelo asked with a worried mood.

  I have downloaded mobile aludida- said the leaves and put it to charge.

  He dropped what he was doing and pulled the bag apparatus, the charger was in the studio of Mike.

  Lucas called in the afternoon as soon Consuelo said Lori returned from study.

  -What did he say?

  She asked me to let him know as soon arrived Mike. I noticed worried.

  Lori returned to the studio and mobile first framework Mike was off and then to Luke that did not answer.

  I wanted to surprise him, put on the wall photo collage he had made for him in the living room of his room, so it had to remove a painting of abstract art that had long seemed in place. Consuelo asked whether it would be daring on their part, replace the paint for their work. Consuelo and Melody said no problem, that should give the surprise. Carole was more cautious.

  I do not know if I would like serious replied and her nails.

  Do not be a killjoy concluded Melody.

  Moments later Patrick came by the girls. He greeted Lori curious and puzzled
countenance, was the first woman to Mike brought home and he knew that a night of basketball, his brother had told him that for his adventures using a suite at the hotel. Melody took care of the presentations.

  Carole came as a waterspout and hugged his father, giving him a smacking kiss on the cheek.

  My precious, how are you?

  Well, look at my hair and my nails, of course we have to take away the enamel tomorrow night, because at school not allow me to take, but I'll enjoy every minute haunted her nails was smiling and touching her hair.

  -I'm glad. He watched with curiosity that the three had the same drawings and color on the fingernails and feet, smiled.

  Melody instead spoke of books that Lori had given her.

  I appreciate very much the attention that you had with the girls today.

  -nothing Was a pleasure to share with them, they are magnificent.

  They continued chatting for a while.

  -How long have you been together? He went to Lori and without waiting for answer she added: You are given very good children.

  No we carry out much. Mike is a good friend.

  And a good man.

  They said goodbye and left alone in the house. A good friend who was madly in love what I do?

  Mike did not appear. Concerned, after a few hours it was reported that Lucas finally told him what happened.

  He exploded the bomb, Lori. Sooner or later occur. Their conditions ...

  Lori interrupted him.

  Q: What conditions? It was a sober man wearing a long time. What conditions speak?

  Lucas did not answer. She asked if I knew where he was. Lucas said he had no idea, I imagined the house. He also added that it could come back in an hour, a day or a week and that she could do nothing for him.