- I'm not sure which...-THIS!- Portia shouted.James walked up to her and looked where she was pointing.-Again? You've seen it over a hundred times. -he exaggerated.-But I want that one.-But you've already seen it.....-I thought Portia would choose, didn't you said she would choose? - said Luna.-She's already seen it - James repeated. Portia looked at him angrily.- You always watch scary shows, and I never tell you anything- Portia challenged.-Scary? - Luna asked.- Criminal cases. -James answered seriously as he watched the movies.-Oh, good.-Well, do you choose that one? - he asked looking at his daughter. She nodded.Rose appeared through a doorway carrying a large pot of popcorn, set it on the small table in the living room, and then hurried out. Within seconds, she returned.-You like lemon soda, don't you? - James asked, looking at Luna.-Oh yes, of course. - she smiled. James didn't smile back. He just looked back to where he was before.-Okay, honey, I'm going to go
The worn pages of her old diary lay open on the bed. Each page written in a sloppy manner telling one or another story from those distant years. She didn't distinguish too well which ones were real and which were not, for her hand used to make up different stories from time to time to somehow let go of the fact that her life wasn't that interesting. Perhaps she had underestimated herself, though.She read."Tuesday, March 4.I lost my glasses case again, and hopefully my luck will be good again and I can find them right where I left them. Mother couldn't buy me any others.I have been reading some new books and everything reminds me of him, some stories seem made to remind you that your life will never be that interesting. I'm not complaining, as some characters live hell inside their oh-so-interesting lives. I refuse to call myself boring.I wanted to tell you that these days I have been thinking about my future. I'm not in a good place and Mom wouldn't let me go see Dad, although I'
After what had happened the night before, James went up to his room and lay down. He was wide awake, and it wouldn't be long before the sun came up anyway.The fire had happened because of an appliance that had been left plugged in the bathroom. Probably a hair straightener or something like that. It started there, and quickly caught on the towel next to it, moving on to the curtains and the carpet.He felt confused. He was furious at Luna's irresponsibility, as that accident could have triggered something much worse. But he was also completely frightened. Portia was safe, Rose was safe, Luna was safe, but...Luna? what if something had happened to her? Because in a way, he felt responsible for her. He had put his life at risk with Angelica. That was all.Something was happening, though.He felt interested. No. Or did he?He was in denial.Two months had passed since Luna had been home. Two months was a consistent time to trigger affection for her. He considered her his friend. Somethi
He arrived at his office at twelve o'clock. All his employees were working in an orderly fashion. He left some papers on his assistant's desk and went straight into the office. Somehow, he couldn't get Luna out of his mind. Why were all these thoughts suddenly creeping into his head?___________________________________________________________Luna was in her room, she had several things to tidy up. The fire had destroyed much of the room and it wasn't safe to stay there. So she was moving all her things - or those that had been saved, at least - to another of the guest rooms. Portia was watching television downstairs, and Rose was resting.The hour had passed quickly, and it wouldn't be long before James would be there.She finished rearranging her clothes and looked around, she'd have to get ready too. She didn't know where they were going.She left his clothes on the bed, and went straight to the shower. It took her a few minutes, not long because she had showered after the incident
-Did you give Portia her medication? - James asked, surprisingly calm.-Yes.She was surprised, he had reacted too well. Maybe he was just trying to be more peaceful in the face of such problems.James sighed. Luna quickly looked at him, already expecting a million words that she was sure he'd been holding back since they left the house.- You should sue him. -he said in almost a whisper.-I don't think so.James looked at her incredulously. His jaw tightened.-Are you crazy? It's harassment, Luna. Not appropriate at all!-I know, it's just...it'll pass, it's just....-Years, dear, it's been years since we left school, will it go away - he said looking at her threateningly.Luna looked at him incredulously. James had opened his mouth. "Since we got out of school."-We got out? From school?James snorted.-Let's put the lies behind us. You and I both know this isn't the first time we've met. Get over it. I didn't mention anything out of pure professionalism. -He replied angrily.-Why d
James rushed into Portia's room when he heard the screams. He wasn't surprised to see that it wasn't something bad.The little girl was running all over her room, behind her was Luna. It was the third time this had happened to him in a week. He should stop worrying so much, although it never hurt to be vigilant. Maybe someday the screams would be for real.He left the room quickly, then, went to his room and sat on the bed.He was planning a trip. Not a long one, but he wanted to take a trip. Two weeks had passed since his argument with Luna.How did it go? Bad? Not necessarily. Their relationship had improved, though they each tried to keep it quiet. He tried to stay out of it and be professional, but sometimes he got caught up in some things that limited that rule.He didn't want to treat her badly, but if he let her get close, it could be catastrophic, as he knew each other. He knew himself and knew how much he could get involved if they decided to be friends. Of course, the thing
The huge living room was illuminated by the large windows and the beige color of the walls made the room look much larger than it really was. The space was filled with dresses of all kinds. Long, short, embroidered, silk...I couldn't really distinguish beyond their colors.Upon arriving, Cameron was surprised to see James around the place."What are you doing here?" she had asked him. The answer was simple: get something for Portia, and why not, Luna.The wedding was coming up, and James could tell how desperate Luna was that she didn't have to wear it, since James hadn't given her enough notice. She had flatly refused to accept any money from him even though she hadn't gone out to get any either. For that very reason, she would do him the favor.Choosing a dress was really difficult. While he liked fashion and would never turn down a good garment, he accepted that he was at a complete loss as he had no idea what Luna's taste was.Finally, with Cameron's help, he had chosen two option
Sarah looked at James neutrally. He just kept smiling."Why is it that every time I'm with you, you smile?" she asked."Because I'm happy when I see you back."Sarah laughed."I'm afraid you won't see me anymore." she expressed kindly. James snorted."You're leaving again?""I never came back," she confessed as he stroked her cheek."And what is this really?"Sarah sighed."Let your soul be at ease. Please.""What do you mean?""It's time to move on. I'm with you and Portia. I'll always be there.""I...Sarah...""Do what you have to do." she smiled. Instantly, she started to walk away.No. No. He had to get her back. He tried to hold her but it was useless, her figure disappeared.And it was all over. James opened his eyes. Sweat was pouring down his forehead rapidly. His labored breathing made his chest ache and the tachycardia made his heart feel like a rock. He was hyperventilating. He tried to calm herself, though his fluttering heart prevented him from doing so.- Luna - he utter
Luna was packing her bag as anguish gripped her body. She didn't want to leave, didn't want to, but she knew James wouldn't let her go with him.Portia was still sleeping and her heart shrank at the thought of not being able to say goodbye to her. According to James, he wouldn't have to be gone too long as he planned to end the whole situation in less than a day, if there was a chance.The house was going to be monitored and his phone was going to be tracked. It was not easy to get through to the owner of an unknown line, but he could not find any other option than that to reach Angelica. He hadn't heard from her since she had left her job at the office.*"I told you not to yell at me, you little bastard!" she yelled as she hit Michael. He sighed in pain."Please!" the young man begged."Where's my money? I don't see it anywhere. You have three seconds. Speak." commanded James."Please...My..."He fired.Angelica appeared and wearing latex gloves opened a dresser drawer. From it, she
James's house was no longer the mess it had been when he had left. Portia had been watching the window for several minutes as she couldn't wait for her father to arrive. She was a born party lover and wasted no opportunity to exploit the situation to the fullest.Luna, meanwhile, was distracted by her computer in the kitchen. Clare had been telling her a couple of anecdotes about Mitchell and he sounded like a completely unusual man. James had told her that in his teenage years he had become one of her main father figures. After all, his father had died and Mitchell was the only one who had been there for him without wanting to sabotage him.He was writing an email to his mother when his phone vibrated. He ignored it for a few seconds but then it did again. He looked at it quickly and the unusual message caught his attention.He picked up the phone and read. What?"See you soon, Luna. You can't keep me away if I don't go alone."He chose to ignore it and with a distorted mind, left it
- Come on, come on. Where's Portia? - James asked, looking at his mother. She looked at him wearily.- She's with Luna. Can't you hear me? - she answered and went into her son's house.-It's getting late, I have to pick up Iris and it's a long way to the castle. -He said as he followed his mother. When he entered, he sat down on the sofa.-Calm down a little, there is still a long way to go before the ceremony begins. - she answered, trying to calm her son down.He was hysterical. The house was in complete disarray. Rose was not there, her mother had woken up at some crazy time in the morning and then had spent an enormous amount of hours getting ready.-What's taking so long? -he asked wearily.His mother snorted.-Go get Iris and then come back for us.James looked at her for a few seconds.- Okay, but can you please be ready for me when I get there?Clare, his mother, watched him walk away as he left the house. Her son was more nervous than usual.He had recently confessed to her h
James watched as his daughter was covered by a large white cloth."Portia, please, no.....""Sir, you must step away." requested the man covered in that white smock he hated so much. James began to gasp."You can't take me away from her." he shouted and ran to the girl's body. He slowly uncovered Portia.Her face was white and cold. Hair fell delicately down the sides of the girl's face that had once been full of life. He looked at her with despair."Portia, please..."She sobbed uncontrollably as a giant pain shattered her heart.She was dead.-James stood up with his breath hitching. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, as tears streamed from his eyes like waterfalls.He looked around carefully, he began to calm down. She was in her room, it had all been a dream.-James? -asked a voice behind him. He jumped. It was Luna.He remembered everything that had happened the night before in a second.He looked at her carefully, she was only covered by the thin blue sheet fabric, her h
James looked at Collin with boredom. The guy kept talking about his stupid engagement, about how much money he'd spent on his car, about everything he did. He was a total idiot. He just wanted to go home. To be honest, he never liked those kinds of events. He only attended because Edward had invited him, the others, he hardly ever went to.The dinner went on like that: Collin, Collin, questions about his father, questions about his work, Collin, awkward questions about Sarah, and finally, Edward's extensive stories.After an hour, it was finally time to go home. What could I do?Portia was gone, Rose was gone, and Luna was mad at him. What would he do? Surely he would have to go in quietly, and go to sleep. And he didn't want to sleep. Shit, he didn't want to.Edward was at the door dismissing each of his guests.James walked toward her.-Hey, James! Thanks for coming, really. - smiled Edward.-No need, it's been my pleasure.-How is Portia?-She's perfect, her health has been impecca
James looked at Collin as he continued to talk about his engagement and how happy he was about it. He was looking at him with tremendous seriousness, while Collin was looking at him menacingly and rubbing his nose in every one of his personal victories.-And I mean, I plan on getting married later this year, don't I Jessica? -he asked the young woman sitting next to him. She looked at him with a smile.-Of course, love.James made a disgusted face, unconsciously.-Is something wrong, Yorke? -asked Edward, another partner, amused. Everyone at the table turned to look at him.James laughed.-Nothing, I'm sorry. I mean, engagement is usually a great thing, isn't it? You know, that whole stage is usually filled with revelations about our lovers.- I agree. - Edward replied. - My mother always told me that if you get through the wedding process, you can get through anything.- Sure, I'm sure Collin can handle it, can't he? - he asked. Collin looked at him with fury in his eyes as he laughe
An incoming call from Peter startled James. He was falling asleep.-Hello," he answered curtly.-Hey, how are you feeling?-Fine. - he replied dryly. Peter laughed.- Good, take care of yourself, huh. Listen, I wanted to ask you if I could call Luna.- What? Why?- Well, if you don't have a problem I'd like to ask her if she'd like to come with me to Andrews' party.James looked at the floor in confusion. What?- No.-Why?-He's going with me.-Why is that?- Well, I asked him.- Well, so you like him after all. I knew it.-No, don't be absurd. I can't go alone, and I wouldn't put up with another smug date. Besides, I know Luna, it'll be interesting.- You don't think she might misinterpret the invitation?-How?- Well, you know...it could happen.- No, Luna wouldn't believe that. Besides...no.It felt absurd to say that. Of course, she might misinterpret the invitation after the scene they'd made in her room. She preferred to avoid that part of the story.-What about you?- I'm not i
James was in the front.-I could drive - he exclaimed angrily.-No, you can't. I think the doctor clearly explained that you couldn't overexert yourself.-What does that matter?-No, you won't.-Yes, I will. - he answered looking at her even more angry.-Would you rather do what you want and be physically unhealthy or take care of yourself for a while and be fine? - she scolded him.- Don't put me in a bad mood. - he said in a whisper.-Now, shut your mouth! - he exclaimed.-I don't know why I let you talk to me like that. - he complained.-I don't either, honestly. I don't dislike it, though.-Ah, well, do you like it? For what reason, may I ask? - he asked looking at her intently. She took a breath.-Because it helps you realize that you're not the boss of everyone.-I don't think I'm the boss of everyone, it's something totally different. - he defended himself.-You give orders and expect everyone to obey you," he growled.-And what do you want? I was raised this way, I can't chang
Sarah looked at James neutrally. He just kept smiling."Why is it that every time I'm with you, you smile?" she asked."Because I'm happy when I see you back."Sarah laughed."I'm afraid you won't see me anymore." she expressed kindly. James snorted."You're leaving again?""I never came back," she confessed as he stroked her cheek."And what is this really?"Sarah sighed."Let your soul be at ease. Please.""What do you mean?""It's time to move on. I'm with you and Portia. I'll always be there.""I...Sarah...""Do what you have to do." she smiled. Instantly, she started to walk away.No. No. He had to get her back. He tried to hold her but it was useless, her figure disappeared.And it was all over. James opened his eyes. Sweat was pouring down his forehead rapidly. His labored breathing made his chest ache and the tachycardia made his heart feel like a rock. He was hyperventilating. He tried to calm herself, though his fluttering heart prevented him from doing so.- Luna - he utter