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When characters speak to you Edward Cullen VS

- You know that feeling? When the characters begin to speak in your head and you are unable to pay attention to what real people are telling you?

smile, fun, while shaking his head.

"No, I do not know. Explain.

"Yes, you know, when you suddenly find something interesting to say and can not save a few hours more, can not wait until you're home.

- What do you do when this happens?

Steal a piece of paper to write that all off guard and you can not keep to themselves. Otherwise, when I get home I can not remember. Try to reconstruct what was said, but did not remember the exact words, so witty that will remain in the limbo of ideas spoiled. Other times, however, do not behave so well. Other times, when you really need to say something, remain silent before the blank screen.

- What do you do then?

I shrug.

"Nothing, when they have no desire to talk, there's nothing you can do. But the worst is when they insist on saying words you do not want to put in your mouth, but, in one way or another, end up getting away with it. There are characters out of control and other, more docile, they respect what I mean.

I watch in silence for a few seconds, amazed. I do not know exactly why. I can not stand your analysis, therefore interrupt your moment of silence.

- What?

shook his head from side to side.

"Nothing.

"I do not think so.

A small smile on your lips.

-I was just thinking you're special. Unique. I had never met anyone like you.

raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Fortunately, right? Loose

a small laugh.

- No! Because it is impossible. Guardo

silent for a moment, debating on my next move. However, there is nothing about what to discuss. The words that I saved a few months to escape my lips without permission.

- I can ask you something?

-Shoot.

- How do you know if you're in love with someone?

not hesitate even a second.

"When you have no doubt that this person is unique and special.

- I can tell you anything else? "What

quieras.

—Eres único y especial.

Por esas conversaciones imaginarias. Conversaciones que aún no han sucedido, pero en las que no tienes ninguna duda sobre las respuestas que vas a obtener a tus preguntas.

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Chief Swan. Life or death confrontation. August


Adelanto del capítulo 9 de Cariño, te he comprado un anillo: Ultimátum/Última oportunidad.

Charlie Swan carraspeó sonoramente a mi espalda. Cerré los ojos brevemente, preparándome para lo inevitable. Me di la vuelta con movimientos reticentes, saboreando my last moments of existence in this world. Because the Chief Swan was going to kill me. That was all secure. As discovered what had happened to his daughter, Chief Swan was going to kill me.

My Executioner I received with the same expression grim as ever. Not the slightest hint of sympathy was reflected in his harsh features. I outlined a little nervous smile in greeting, smile that erased immediately. Charlie Swan looked like a real sheriff, taken directly from the deadliest westerns. In his presence, any face Smiley was out of place. A desperate and futile attempt to plead clemency nonexistent.

My fate was sealed.

"Good night, Chief Swan.

My greeting was merely a demonstration of my weakness. A few words spoken in a whisper.

From the lips of Charlie Swan, a groan escaped indescribable.

"Hey, kid - he spoke, his voice raspy sheriff about sentencing the victim.

uncomfortable silence descended upon us. Chief Swan frowned, perhaps pondering his next words. Or perhaps refine the way he had chosen to end my life.

-Mmm - I started in a pathetic attempt to fill the silence with words - how he has been traveling from Forks? Charlie Swan

observed me up and down before giving a response.

-Largo.

I nodded, feeling like every muscle in my body contracted. I did not know exactly what to do with my hands, so I chose to hide them, burying them in the pockets of my pants. My movements were awkward coloring and a sample of the panic that had gripped me since my father had announced the fateful presence of Charlie Swan.

- And life at the station?

"As always.

My head turned to move up and down on a new agreement. He admired Charlie synthesis capacity Swan.

I opened my mouth to ask a new question banal, but the Chief Swan raised hand stopped me. Took a deep breath and began to drop as many consecutive words he had heard to pronounce in the same sentence since that distant day two years ago, when Bella decided to introduce me. A Elya his gun.

"Look, kid - started, giving me a look difficult to decipher - I called asshole for having appeared together another, but seeing that my daughter is doing the same with Jake ...

Chief Swan's lips were silent for a few tenths of a second. Dramatic pause inmate awaiting sentencing. He shook his head from side to side, before rendering its final decision.

I do not want or ask what is the game.

resisted the urge to release all the air that stood in my chest with a sigh of relief. Smartass wanted to thank me for not prematurely. Although Charlie Swan's words seemed to materialize a pardon, I decided be cautious and wait for a signal to confirm my suspicions.

- Dad!

Bella's voice, soft but tinged with a slight note of concern, reached my ears, just seconds before his own Bella appeared before my eyes. We looked from one to the other, frowning to see our expressions. Charlie, impassive. I ... well, I about to start running and get away from there as you will find the slightest opportunity.


NOTE: I confess I've had a great time recounting the suffering of Edward. I'm cruel, I know XD.

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may be crazy, but I can not wait because I arrived in September. Even if it means getting up again at 8 am every day, have a list of things to do that does not seem to go on forever, time to look under rocks and not being able to lie on the couch , without having absolutely nothing to do to - let me think - ah, yes, until next summer.

I do not care.

I can not wait to go back to the house upside down, put my life into a few suitcases and return to Madrid. I have to change my huge room for that little room in my flat in Madrid in which I have only space for all my looms. Leave behind the long hours with nothing interesting to do for the races to keep the subway. The books, the endless classes, practices that are good for nothing, reading sentences that nobody cares.

Okay, so maybe that one month in August seems more appealing. But that does not matter to me.

I hope the long afternoons on the couch thinking for hours doing nothing productive but unable to feel guilty. The endless talk about everything and everyone, changing the subject without even realizing it. The laughter at any time, jokes, complaints about how miserable we are when we actually know is a lie. The cold winter in Madrid, radiators that never work well and hot showers. Temperature changes down the stairs from the subway. Summer has never been my favorite season, but this year I have more desire than ever to end.

And do not forget you. Above all, you expect me. You, who never let you read this. You, out of joint when you walk for hours in Madrid and I can not think what to do. You, you just do everything I ask for is absurd. You, you're all that I like and more. And forever more. I can not wait to get off the subway and find you. Waiting for me, because I'm always late. Stay where ever, right?

August, do not take it personally. Do not hate you, but I like much better in September.

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As if Twitter was not enough, Tuenti, Facebook, blog lost and my account on FanFiction.Net, now I get to start with LiveJournal. I guess it's because of the summer, too much free time.

I have not yet very clear that I do around here. "Up here, too, my fics, publishing original stories, writing my Devaria several that seem to occur in any part or tired and leave it abandoned in a couple of days? I do not know. We will consult with the pillow tonight.