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Elena's Secret
Author: Akinyi
Chapter 1
Barcelona, Saturday 31 July 2004
"My ears are still funny board, "said Enrique Helena settle in their seats in the private jet again. She had just taken a shower with him in the small bathroom." My first flight was a bit illegal. It was in an RAF plane and was scared stiff. Then the grandfather, the commander of the RAF, told me to take the nose and swallowing. Yet most outsiders. "
"I like sweets." He leaned in his seat, eyes closed and hands bed the back of his head. Unlike him, had not been in his underwear. A towel was wrapped around their hips.
She was so excited the next. She went to meet her future family. She had to leave Cyprus to his family, concerned. They are not as secure in his relationship with Henry was like. Just make love in the air - a first for her. He was the love of her life she was convinced. They knew each other for over two months. And tell him all about it before this night was over. The secret was a mistake that had to be removed surgical words. This is the only unpleasant for her to face this afternoon, when they finally arrived in Barcelona. Tomorrow will be too late. Be honest with him, honey, before to meet his family, said the mother - for the umpteenth time.
Paphos Elena looked blue in the fall of enlargement the mouth of the Mediterranean Sea. Cyprus, or as an autumn leaf thrown into the sea through negligence Divinity, rocking in a hammock brilliant blue infinity.
Today in Limassol Ramon called and asked to meet at the airport but Ramon had rejected his request. She could not blame him. Just had a lot of disinterest man can afford. However, if met, Ramon, had planned to tell his story and ask them first how they would react Enrique thought to it. It has never been so easy to talk with Ramon anything and everything. Almost easier to talk to Alex's uncle, before Ramon, was a number of witnesses, let listen dirt confidant. Moreover, Henry did something about it really wanted anything but perfect, the star of Cyprus. No warts on the cheeks, there is no growth in the heart. She shares her idolatrada "sexy star defender of the international business community, and have revealed the buzz and camera bulbs flashing and when are part of public life, as he called it. Helenrique! Helenrique! Whoever invented that Enrique and the media? But his world was so new intoxicating. On screen, Enrique has become so now, if full of energy, perpetual wandering black hair covering his forehead, his blue eyes so intense Myosotis — everything about him, so that in three dimensions almost jump into the room through the screen.
"A penny for your thoughts, Corazón?"
"Enrique." She blushed furiously, taking his eyes off the window and her thoughts. Henry felt as if he took his thoughts about Ramon through a Matthew Passion aria. "Son - you sure you walk like that?" Yet had only a towel around his hips.
"No one complains, but you. There is a certain time, you do not mind me naked with you all on me. Is simple towel on me?"
"You are impossible. But no one can walk now, maybe. The crew and, I mean. When we are in Barcelona?
Where were aboard the reaction has not known that the media were waiting inside to accommodate them. Quickly got over the surprise and just hoping that Mom and Dad make the media. Just to show how it looked, how well that is proud of her, I wanted to show to the world. Can be manipulated media, and now says Enrique natural that day anywhere with the paparazzi. But his parents have not been beyond the VIP lounge at the Airport Paphos International.
"Eight, eight and a half. Not paying attention to the dinner on board, you?"
She shook her head. "More reason, you should make some. "
"The crew erupted in May, after a discreet call here or throat clearing. Media - increasingly, unless asked to, right? "She nodded." Beautiful. "He put his hand on his bare shoulder." You are so beautiful Elena. After next week, just to ourselves in a lock, and never let the holidays are over. "
She recalls Saturday afternoon in May, when they stormed the scene with Ramon as a sudden whirlwind, standing between them and squeeze a man and a woman on each hand. Then in which two fighters of its forces to their knees threaten to buckle. She wore the same suit of white cotton blouse with delicate spaghetti straps and tight skirt up knee gathered at the waist of the skirt look, and cinching the belt around his waist. Enrique has always been a strong gale when it entered into a room or a lounge.
"An excellent idea, dear. Greek Filis me …", he added, tugging on the towel.
Three hours later were in the shower, this time in a bathroom that was large enough to be an Executive Council. All duplex apartment is too engrossed in the search of the right words for her. When they came to take leave in the hand like a child confidence, and exhibition and various remote control devices and safety. Even in the shower, where now, all he had to do was push the buttons of "shower", "temperature" and "start." She tried a little too, unless one was disabled or something, but they enjoy the pleasures of enjoying, is proud to be the same, which takes pride in.
Which swept last bathroom clothing, wrapped in heated towels in the bedroom is dominated by an enormous bed. Cut into her bed and then switches back and had soft music and lights and an electric fireplace - all just a visual effect in the summer. There was a new bottle of champagne in a bucket and two glasses of glass. Pour the champagne and have drunk the other mouth. He poured some in her navel and sucked on it, which tingles.
"I must learn Spanish," she whispered. "The music sounds so erotic, but the words!"
"I'm going to put so … … of … of … … … Corazón"
It was much later, taking a short break, drinking champagne and listening to music from an invisible powerhouse felt relaxed and confident enough to say. Reviewed the frequency in your mind for a long time and has decided that the best way is how to make the mother says to her. From the beginning. When Dad had confessed to the mother and the two share "our secret" and are always happy and in love with each other, despite the secrecy.
"Darling …", Raised shoulders on the bed and looked him in the eye. In the light, your eyes are blue ink and brightness in their deep sockets.
"Heart …?"
"There is a family history, I must tell you. I want you to know before meeting with his family and the future …"
"Today, beautiful. It is already past midnight. "He put an arm around her and drew her closer to him, punched in the head pillow for comfort." What is, then? "
Her heartbeat quickened. She emptied his glass and placed it on the bedside table next to the bucket with a bottle of champagne. She was shaking badly.
"Heart?"
She pushed her hair loose on one side of it with both hands. "I'm fine. But the error, … … Oh God! This is Dad. About Me and Dad … "
"What?"
"Please do not interrupt me or my courage fails me, Enrique, "he said with renewed determination.
Then she told him. Everything from the days of Timberlake Priory in Yorkshire to go to Cyprus. Plow and so quickly, leaving nothing a. Look no further. But their reaction was, as he told the story. His arms slipped out of the title. Your body continually slightly beyond. It was a shock? Is this empathy? It was pity? Or has the feeling of disgust?
It does not seem to him until the end of his story. It did.
He jumped out of bed and pace up and down making strange noises. Returned to its close, and a bit difficult to measure. On their side of the bed. At first, crash, saw the attack on her beautiful features. Kept his mouth opening and closing so you mean you could say. But slowly, the revulsion replaced the crash. Sorry quickly said several times, giving the word does not have time to breathe between repetitions, the word ugly protrusion prodding language and consciousness. Then the rest of the words he thundered.
Cried his. She had never seen so sensitive.
She closes her eyes to avoid seeing his face, so contorted with his displeasure.
Continued to shout it. As if it was all his fault. As if there were something to say, any choice in the aggregate. As if she had voluntarily rolled in the mud as a baby elephant.
Was filmed, and hopes it will disappear the face of the earth, too poor even to mourn.
"Wait a minute," he said, and walked to one of your gadgets and flicker in a light white to clarify its best. His skin had refused to own gold, he is innocent, perfect and beautiful. As innocent as a child. Without touching anything but the mother's loving hands. He pulled the sheets sound. She made herself into a ball and humiliation began to settle what he expected to find that she grew horns at night or become a vampire? Began tremor as a leaf and does its best not to sob. She has tried to collect their thoughts and feelings swirling prepared to stay calm as he could.
But his words, crashed in his head, again and again. Slices of meat into strips. Immersed in the heart of his vital organs, such as a dagger manipulated by powerful hands. Again and again. Nasty words cheap and never expected it. They broke the bones of its chips, its dismemberment. Truce began sobbing. She sobbed even harder to think of his father.
Enrique is the spirit of the revolution in natural fiber. His displeasure has acquired other nuances. For him, being self-centered to be a pioneer. Deep black tones. An abyss. Losses rather than gains in prestige. The media, all these weeks. How is that to fix this? And how is he to explain all this to the family? Well, family is defined. I was almost his wife! The mother of his children, by God!
His anger and the pain increased and roar to hell, like fire to a building whose break the windows to let in oxygen. He turned to her. On it.
"Bitch! How could you do that for me, huh?"
If she had told the truth from the beginning, all they have been introduced into their proper compartments. He would have liked to be with him, sleeping with her, the purchase of expensive gifts. But not so far as to commit to a …
"Well, Elena. Now you can kiss. The Voice of solid reinforced concrete.
She saw the madness in his eyes, he began to mourn means. It is no longer in a golden silk bed with a man who could take him to heaven and back. This was the beast of his father had said against him, not the noble savage fantasies with their mom. But even the mother had warned against this particular form of the beast, perhaps on a branch with Enrique. His mind was running, marathons, but in a circle. The pain, fear, disgust and revulsion that sought to identify the bottom. He priedą separate their legs Strong legs, hands, wrists placed on the head. She screamed and fought him.
"Shut up! I love the rough, no, no? "
Was too strong for her, but she has always combined with the means to retaliate. "Henry, please! Sorry, I was not told before … I was afraid of her … Please do not do it for me! … No! It is still me, Henry, his star Cyprus …! "
They were making love to half day and night. Entered his pain, but without effort. Only their wild fighting them off before the new launch is in its drive. Decided to do something to achieve their intentions. He took out his right hand to use its part of himself in his guide and keep it.
It was an opportunity.
She used your free hand on the bottle of champagne whip, hitting the bucket near the noise floor fluffy. It was so busy in their mad efforts he has not noticed her going into the bottle. Arose in the air and down with full force on the side of the head. The bottle exploded, triggering a sequence of champagne. A noise caught in his throat and he fell. She pushed away by him and the locker room. But that was then left still in search of it. He was in bed.
"Enrique?" What do what he must be … … … … What to do? Is he dead? Police …
Bowling around his head too. "Enrique?
She is looking forward to occupying the top half of the broken bottle as a weapon. She tilted her head to one side as an intelligent dog roar. Henry said nothing, and the room was full of it. Before, I thought it could be driven with the broken bottle in his bare hand. He remained motionless. His head was lying in a pool of blood pool empty. Welles more fresh blood on his side. She stiffened.
Think! Call an ambulance! The mobile! Where is the mobile … my bag … … No dress - the bathroom!
He ran in the offices of size bathroom and found his wallet in a dresser. With one hand, it opened and the contents shaken as she ran to the bedroom. Mobile thudded to the floor in the room and resumed, lowering the hands. She has a hand. With his hand weapon, ready for a loan contingency. His head turned and DRONING. She came into the room.
Henry is gone.
God Almighty is not dead! Moved! Where? "Enrique?
There was a low moan from the other side of the bed, then the fingers of blood in the feet the bed sheets. The dome of the dark half of the head tangled with blood, such as bright light appeared. She cried involuntarily before worrying about their safety.
It's dangerous! Call the police! Bring your safety! Explain to the police! You do not have to kill him! To ensure the security and call the police!
But how? "She cried aloud." HELP! HELP! HELP ME! "
His shoulders looked like the other side of bed.
Think!
"You bb-bi-tch!"
Gadgets. What was said, showing their gadgets to it? When you do not want to surprise the staff in bedroom, dressing room and bathroom, this button, it is impossible for anyone coming from outside …
The bathroom!
Was to recover halfway across the huge bed in it. Is bolted to the bathroom, locking the dressing room. Oh shit! Simply drag a glass screen between the bedroom and the dressing room. No closed doors. Oh God! Dropped the remote and bent to retrieve the mobile phone in the same hand. Through the glass door the room, which still lives crawling through the blood leaves the locker room, calling their terrible names. She bolted to the dresser, his collection of things fell vacuum environment and the wallet. He ran into the bathroom and feverishly reading and decide on the codes on the screen, which locks all the doors for the bathroom, recognizing for the English language. Stop. Start. On. Off. Blockade. Unlock. She heard the knock at the door for swimming costumes. If Reserve is another gadget? She wanted to mourn, but she said to think. She had put in this situation. She had to be beyond that.
Police services. That is not dead, then everything. Include a foreign girl panic. She had acted in self defense. But how to call the police … Spanish?
Henry became the strongest voice and hammering. Was it close? Outside the bathroom door, perhaps? One of the doors? How long before the work or any other gateway? Back with each time out is the punch speed dial for the mother. Then she remembered that she was in Spain and was in the middle at night, anyway. His mother and father would be more likely to die of a heart attack to arrive in time to save her. Uncle Alex! Perhaps he knew, at least, the Spanish police or firefighters. But what time is it in Tokyo? He was on stage? Tokyo code?
"Damn bitch, open the door … Open up! "
For a moment she was not to mourn. Enrique was there calling their names. She loved him. He had loved. What happened everyone? She wept bitterly, but strikes and violence and mental abuse to justify its backbone. She did not like, like a fake. And Elena had never loved. He loved his own dreams.
"I'm going to kill you if you do not the door at once!"
The threat could not say can not get it!
Felt much better. His head allowed. Well, going to do too Buggers mate. We searched the cupboards. A boiler? If this case either a phone number that has been written, even if it belonged to a plumber or local power company. But it was all high-tech to a fault. It was like being in a clinic in luxury neighborhoods of a spaceship.
And then his name, his memory has been beaten with a force that made her stop and search to sit on the floor in her nakedness. Her hands trembled when they hit their speed. Her tears began to flow again - with relief. The number began to ring.
Writing and insults outside the bathroom door of his boat nerves.
Yes please, Ramón! The phone! Wake up! I need you desperately!
Oh, my God, is Ruíz Alarcón de trop! Something he wants to do with it after that? After knowledge? In the panic, the number is disconnected. Their fear melee a sudden feeling of doom. The two stood on it as a dark sky without stars about to fall and the pumpkin for his last step to hell. But once the door was relentless.
"I need the damn first aid kit, bitch!"
Dear God. Your brain is doing everything to get out of his body and had to do something to help, not to reinforce this situation. It slipped as far as door crouch possible and in a corner, crying bitterly. Twenty-two years, a first love in eleven years in a foreign country, and now this.
But perhaps it was Henry bleeding to death! For him, Ramón come. And if you came to his cousin, also from here. Ramón she hit the speed dial again and was determined to expect. If the mailbox is ready to leave a mess …
"My life? Is something wrong?"
All which was broken again, slithering at birth, but in the opposite direction. Achieved between bitter tears, "Ramon, help me please … Please come and help me, Enrique Ramón … … hate … Help me or send me … … Police … to … help me … Please Ramón … … … please … Ramon help … I … "
At the other end of the line, Ramón shook himself awake. I could hear their desperation. "Elena Yes Please calm, my love … What is …? "
"Get some help …. … … … Ramón"
"Hey, calm. I am on my way. Tell me what happened, Elena. "It comes as his clothes frantically. Enrique What on earth did that?" Helena "
"Help me, please … … … … … Ramon not to ask me some … something new …"
"Why should I send the police? "Then he heard the snap and gabbled voice in the background. Jesus! What happened?
His words sent fresh paroxysms. "Please, Ramón you … I … … … … of here! "Dear God, if you please come to me. Or send to the police.
"Helen, do not disconnect the line, is OK? Enrique Where? Are you hurt? "
"Outside the door I'm in the tub … … … … … roooom!"
"Well, I'll be there in a moment, my life. Remain where you are and do not disconnect."
Relieved and stronger inside, crouch in the floor under the sink, his mobile phone pressed to their ears, listening to the soothing words until they are more like a mantra repeated Lulling again and again. His mind drifted to the day they first met cousins and had the biggest mistake of his life.
About the author:
I was born on the shores of Lake Victoria in Kisumu, the capital of Luoland, Kenya. I was sent to public school (call this Americanese private school) in Yorkshire, England. I am a graduate of the journalist with the London School of Journalism and graduated in economics from the London School of Economics. Transferred in Bavaria, Germany, Germanistics where I studied economics and Germanspecific. He has written, and also give lectures and seminars at various German universities, colleges and high schools. I have written and published articles, papers, and a novel in German: Traum Khiri. My book "Europe's Nightmare and Black Africa: a critical observation of the Continents Neighbor "just published an editorial by New York-see wwwakinyi princess.de or www.amazon.com. Search a new agent or publisher the United Kingdom, Canada, United States or Australia.
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