Let´s start with one chapter of my oldest story...You probably should know that none of them have title yet...maybe you could tell me some ideas after read them...hope you like it!
She was sad, it had been a while since he had
connected her through their dreams. She was missing him so much. For so long he
was the only thing that made her happy, even in a world surround of mean people
like she was in. There was no other way to contact him. He had told her he
lived in England, and that was so far away from her city. At list that was what
daddy had said to her. And she was 11 years old; she believed everything her
daddy said to her. He was the most incredible man in the world.
That night she tried to find him again in her
dreams, but there was no response. So there she was next day in history class,
drawing his name in the notebook, while Miss Stonezzi was trying to teach the
classroom about Independence Day. She loves history, but today she couldn´t take
her head away from him. He had disappeared, and she was missing him a lot. When
the bell rung for brake, almost everybody was out of class, including Miss
Stonezzi. Only she and three more girls stayed in the classroom. That was no good,
she knew they hated her. She couldn´t stay alone in a place with them without an
adult, that´s what the boy had told her and that has helped her to stay out of
trouble, but he was not there for her anymore, and she was too inside herself to
realize she was alone with them. They took her notebook, read his name in the
paper and begun to laugh of her because of him.
“who is him?”.
“Is he hot? Surely he didn´t know her”…they took time to laugh of her. “i´m
sure of that, who could ever like her, she is hideous”, “and stupid”… “and a
nerd”… “where are you?? I bet he has run away from her”…they kept laughing till
the bell rung again and everybody got inside the classroom for the next
subject.
She came to her house after school barely
stopping her tears to fell down. She doesn´t want her family to know she have
had a bad day. They were so happy to see her happier and without another
bullying attack. If only they knew it was all for him, and now he is not there
for her, to comfort her. She went to bed crying for him, calling him, like so
many nights since he has disappeared.
MANY YEARS LATER.
It was a hot night of April. He was not really
used to that kind of heat in this time of the year, doesn´t matter how many
countries he had already been in his entire life. This time the place was a
state in Argentina, one that was known for its wines. Yeah, he likes wine,
maybe he´ll be happier in this place more than he has been in many of the
others. But in this particularly moment he wasn´t very happy. It had happen
again. He was resting beneath a big oak tree in the big backyard of the house
they were renting. He was only planning to take a quick nap before starting the
job, but he fell profoundly sleep and got into that nightmare again. There was
a face in that dream. One that he has known from his entire life or at list
what he remembers of it. A face of a girl that could made his heart stopped
just by smile o cry. This time she was crying. She was calling for him. It had
been a while since he stopped having those dreams, but since they have arrived
Mendoza, he started to have them again. She was blonde, like golden sirope. Her
eyes were hazelnut and expressive in a way he had never seen any other be. So
full of life, but never truly happy, always calling for him to find her. For
years he tried to find her. Ever since he remembers she was there in his dreams, in his mind.
Like he somehow knows her, needs her. But he had never found her, no matter how
many places he had visited looking for her. His tutor, even if it has been a really while
since he needs one, had told him to forget about her, that she was only part of
a really bad nightmare that he had to let go, so he did. Or at list he thought
he did.
He woke up agitated, shaking, in his mouth a
word that never could come out, a name that somehow never could speak out loud.
Hers. Suddenly he fell two arms around him, in a hug that was both familiar and
helper. It was Ella´s. she had been there for him ever since he was found by
his tutor almost dead by the Thamesis with only 11 years old. Siobbhan took
care of him without hesitated and taught him everything he knows to be able to
take care of himself. He already had two other girls under his guidance. One of
them was Ella, and she immediately became his best friend, his sister. She was
almost as tall as him, but unlike his ash blonde hair, hers was black as raven
feathers, but short and messy as his. She has a delicate figure, gracil, but
she wasn´t like this always. She used to be a butch girl, always playing like a
boy, almost looking as one, if you didn´t
stop to look to her beautiful face and those hypnotic violet blue eyes
of her. Eyes that she learn to use to catch men and do whatever she want them
to do. The other girl was so different from Ella. Vannessa have been always so
girly and selfish, always thinking about herself and what she wanted. And that
was why him and Ella hung around away from her. Even when they worked, they
used to do that far away from her.
Ella keeps hugging him till his hart calm down
again.
“It was her again, isn’t it?” She asked him
sobbing his back. Ohh she knows him so well.
“Yeahp, it seems that this place has
brainwashed me to remember her and dream her over and over again. I don’t know
what else to try to have a nice calmly rest without dreams or nightmares, that
in this case, seems to be the same” he told her still having his head in her
shoulder.
“well, we haven´t had a real job since we came
here two weeks ago, so maybe this is what you have been needing, and I have the
perfect job for you”
He looked at her smiling, she could be right,
he hasn´t stopped working for so long and while he was doing that he had been
able to stop dreaming her. Yes, this has to be this way again. He would be back
to work, be compenetraded by it and forget all about her as he had done before.
And there was no one better than Ella to find
the perfect job to keep him busy. She has been the one doing the field
investigation ever since Siobbhan stopped going in the hunts with them. She was
very good at it, always finding the best targets and preparing all the
information they needed to do their jobs as good as they could.
“Ok little beetle, tell me what you´ve got for
me this time”, he ask her using the nickname he had given her when they were
kids.
She told him that for that night there were
three targets: an old rich guy with a big house and plenty of tech toys, an
aristocratic family and a young idiot who had inherited his family business,
and lived in a fancy house with his girlfriend without lifting a finger.
“i´ll take the aristocratic family” said a
pompous voice behind them. That was Vannessa, coming from the house, surely to
hear about the jobs for this night and peak the one she liked before any of
them. Her cooper hair was falling around her arms like cascades. She was
definitely beautiful. Incredible body, long legs, and porcelain skin. But
nothing could be beautiful enough to hide the rough in her soul. And you could
see hers just by looking to her brown eyes. There you could find arrogance,
self notice, petulancy, and rancor. The last one because she could never
forgive him for not responding to her affections.
“For me take it, I don´t care” said him, and
somehow it was true, there was something about one of the other two that was
calling him. “i´ll take the douchebag case. You know I love to take money from
an idiot who never earn it by himself.” Said him trying to sound more arrogant
that he felt, but there was something else, yes, his instincts perhaps, telling
him that he´ll find something important around that man. Well, he wouldn´t ever
dream what he was about to find.
“All right Robin Hood, you can take this target,
I was gonna give it to you anyway” said Ella smiling. “I´ll take the old man, I
love tech toys nonetheless.”
And they took each folder with the targets info
that Ella had prepared, and beginning their plans for the night job. It was
easy for him. He had learned how to do it since he was found and raised by Siobbhan.
With his “gifts” it was even easier: just got in a place, took whatever it was
of value and got out without been seen. Yes they were thieves, but they had
they limits, Siobbhan´s three rules: never take too many, never to people who
doesn´t have much, and never hurting someone to take something from them. So
yes, maybe they were like Robin Hoods, but without the part of getting the
money to the poor.
So with that he withdrew to his room to study
his folder.
Let see…a young man aged 27. Inherited a great
company and do nothing except for expending the money in boos, hookers and big
man toys. A girlfriend, beautiful but sad…(why Ella would have put
that???)…they live in the 23rd Belgrano St, Godoy Cruz, Mendoza, in a really
big house, modern stylish, probably high tech alarm…(that will represent no
problem for me)…he use to spend most of his weekend nights hanging around with
his friends (good today is Friday, so that means that he won´t be at home, so
that lives only the silly girlfriend to paralyze) and girls, but the last part
is oblivious for his girlfriend…(again, who cares!! Ella is becoming too
emotional!!!)… Well better get ready; this would be a busy night taking as much
as I can from this douchebag…
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