Fragmented Love by Pet Torres Read Free Book Online

seemed unmoved by this statement.
    "Do you have the courage to kill someone?"
    Juan Carlos looked, stood up and approached her. The boy stood in front of her.
    "Are you scared?"
    He put his hand on his chest and felt his heart quicken enough. Amelia looked at the child's hand against him.
     
     
    "You have not answered my question!”
    "Sorry, I do not want to scare you"
    He approached his face to hers. Then he kissed her lips and kissed her neck as well.
       Amelia made no effort to comply with kisses. She just stared into space, very thoughtful.
    The violent behavior of Juan Carlos had scared a lot. It seemed another person. Someone, who she did not know actually

 
    Chapter 18
     
     
    A GOLD MEDAL
     
    At night, Amelia was sleeping peacefully in her single bed. She was dreaming about the man who killed her father. The same was hooded and his eyes were blue. So intensely blue that surprised her in the dream.
    Since then she opens her eyes, but the hooded face and blue eyes never leaving her confused mind. She looked around and saw the menacing image. Trying to calm down, she immediately sat on the bed and closed her eyes briefly, but did not help much; because fear was still inside her. Seeing no other alternative that could end their fear, Amelia started screaming high.
    "Marianne! Marianne!"
    Within seconds, her stepmother entered the room through the door that had opened in a hurry.
    "What had happen Amelia?"
    She questioned run to the bed of the girl, pulled the ends of her long satin nightgown and sat beside Amelia.
    "It’s another nightmare!"
    She responded with frightened eyes.
    "And scared me!"
    "I do not want to be alone, I have fear"
    She pleaded desperately taking the arm of her stepmother. Marianne gave a confused look.
     
    "Afraid of what?"
    "The fear of the man who killed my father"
    She said closing her eyes, Amelia seemed to be afraid of everything, even the air in her room. Sometimes she had the impression that the murderer of her father was inside her house, hiding under the bed or behind the curtain.
    Marianne mercifully embraced and looked thoughtful. Amelia feared was worsening with scenes of murder of her father. This was really a terrible time for the young woman who had not used to her absence trauma.
     
    ***
     
    The next day was fabulous, like a gift for the poor Amelia had had their night ruined by a nightmare.
    At the time she was in the company of Juan Carlos, while both sat on the edge of a lake with green water. There were some ducks floating in it. For a moment Amelia's dark eyes were arrested by this extreme image. She thought maybe a duck's life was less complicated than hers. Much less complicated.
    "Tonight I could not sleep. The image of the man who killed my father, was tormenting me. It seemed that I was seeing in front of me. His eyes were horrible"
    She said moving her eyes from the lake and looking to the side, to her boyfriend. Juan Carlos wearing a dark gray shirt, jeans and sneakers. The boy's arms rested on the top of the knees.
    "The police do not suspect anyone?"
    He asked, raising his eyebrow. Amelia looked at him before hearing the answer toward the lake. His eyes were as blue and bright.
    "Even they not knew where to start" - said, then she breathes tired of so many excuses from the delegate who was in charge of the murder case.
    "They do not even have an idea of who might have killed your father?" - He insisted looking back at her.
    Amelia looked into the eyes of Juan Carlos and said quietly without force.
    "The only person I know who has blue eyes... is you"
    The boy's eyes dropped and he looked down, smiled poorly and tried to improvise a little humor in this situation.
     
    "Why do not you send me to apprehend?" - He raised his fists toward her. Amelia looked at them and said nothing. - "I have blue eyes, I can be the murderer of your father"
    Completely stunned, Amelia pushed away from his wrists. He looked up and bit her lip nervously.
    "Do not play with that!