I wanted to be a bad slaps its head, today not only was Monday but also an important day and until the idiot named Joseph had not remembered. Valentine's Day.
picked up the phone lying on his desk and hurried to call the florist. Charged excited voice 13 red roses, one for each month that they had been married and although initially thought of sending them by courier, at the last moment decided it was more romantic occur at home with the huge bouquet. Yes, your Elena would like that detail. The angel of his life he deserved only the best.
Biting the hood of the pen recalled the time he met her and a tingle ran through her body leaving a pleasant heat. It was seeing her at the park and knew it was the love of his life. The sun played with the fine strands of brown hair and gave off light in the ruddy complexion, he who wanted to be rozase with the tips intoxicated with its softness. Prisoner of hypnotism dragged her feet towards her and opened his lips to utter a timid "hello" while lost in the purity of the honey of his eyes. She replied in a tone that reminded the birdsong in the spring, he finished to captivate and knew he had to have it, it would be her or anyone else, for his fortune, Cupid arrows launched with so much tact that passed both joining them for the rest of their lives. A blow on the shoulder made him return to the present.
-Earth to Fernando.
- What? He asked, blinking.
- Where were you? Took a while saying your name and you do mu.
"Do not be nosy," said smiling is personal.
-Oh, l'amour, sure that was it.
"You tell me when you go to you, by the way what time is it?
's going to be the one and a half.
"I will close the store," said rising chair and putting his coat, do me a favor, cover me this half hour we have left.
"Okay, but it is you.
"Thank you owe.
As a breath left the ministry building and dodging the pedestrians arrived just in time to collect the gift. The scent that came off went to his head reminding him that Elena used. I liked the smell and considerate he always washed the skin of his neck with a few drops of the small bottle resting on the toilet. After paying and say goodbye to the lovely assistant left the establishment and hurried to get home. He longed to see the face of his beloved when he saw coming, but the journey was long, they all stopped for a word with him and pointed to the bouquet giggles saying how lucky I was his wife, to which he replied that the lucky he was to have her at his side. Breath of relief when he found himself face to the portal, got along very well with the neighbors, but now his aim was not to talk, so he broke with a slight gesture of the kind Mrs. Garcia who was approaching with his dog. With keys in hand and still smiling up the few steps that separated from their destination.
In the kitchen, Elena went over to the table looked just fantastic, silverware resting on the white linen tablecloth, glasses shimmered and the bowl was right in the center. Turning on itself found that everything was clean and in place. Once verified that it was spotless, came out and visited all the rooms. The perfection was key, nothing should be out of place. He stood in the doorway of his bedroom and without tearing the eyes of the huge bed, went to her sliding a hand over the quilt. The pledge was imprisoned in cold in the hand while dancing a tear through the colored cheek to fall on the snowy cloth. The sound of the lock set in motion the so far your heart paused, straightened the bedspread, took the handkerchief she carried in her apron pocket and wiped his eyes to dry out moisture. With a slow breath went out to meet the man of her life. He paused in the doorway of the room when she saw him appear carrying a huge bouquet of flowers, clutched his chest is broad smile that shone above the roses. Walked with short steps and a fast heartbeat stroked the velvety blossoms.
-you remember, "she whispered excitedly.
"How could I forget my love," whispered depositing a tender kiss on her mouth, you're always in my thoughts.
"I know, I'm a fool," said looking down.
"My favorite silly," said pinching his nose. And do not think to thank the precious present?
"Sure.
Twisting broke the few inches that separated them and took the smelly detail stuck screwing her husband's arms after the tight neck and hung his head when he parted his lips while looking at his black orbs to receive the wet caress. Closed his eyes as soon as the language of her husband came into contact with it. She pressed against him, hugging him with all his might, how much he loved Fernando, Holy God, how I loved him.
Large palms clutched her buttocks making it hard now to notice the member, playful bending the pelvis and breathed into the mouth by the perceived overwhelming passionate response. Protested when he ended the kiss, with bated breath to be looked up with eyes veiled by the same desire that was consuming. When he laced his fingers with hers wanted to crawl into bed, but he bit his lip and win when led into the kitchen.
"Let's eat first love," he said with mischievous tone, "I promise you once again enjoy dessert.
-I your favorite cake.
"Good, scatter the fluffy and chocolaty cake for your body. Will be one of the most delicious sweet, "he said kissing her knuckles. Now put the flowers in water and serve me, my love.
quickly complied with its mandate and depositing the vase on the side of the table, filled with delicious dishes roast lamb, taking pains to select those portions that it suits you liked and deposited in their respective locations, sat waiting for him to finish opening the bottle of wine he had taken from the refrigerator and fill the cups with the burgundy liquid.
"You could get rid apron, right? "Asked Fernando taking a look over the rim of his glass.
"Forgive me," he murmured, getting up and letting go of the apron, put it on the wall hook. I realized the thrill of seeing your gift made me forget him, "he said sitting down again with the head low.
- trying to convince me that the fault is mine? He asked through clenched teeth.
-No.
"I hate to look like a beggar cried briskly leaving the drink, "by Elena Christ's sake, kill me to work to give you everything you need.
"Sorry, stared at the potato began to fade behind a veil of tears that were solidifying their retinas," I'm sorry.
"I do not know how to tell you things," he stressed as he departed the meat and got a piece in his mouth. Damn! - Roared spitting on the plate, "what rubbish is this?
began to shrink in his chair while he sat up, choked back a sob when stretched over movable arms and forcefully taking her up in one go.
"No you do anything right," growled shaking her, "intend to poison me with this crap food? So pay me how much I love you?
"Please," implored the phalanges feeling like pressed into his flesh.
"Damn," taking a handful of foods on the plate resting on the stamped the face of his wife who now looked terrified, "this is crap.
With an open palm hit the vase stamped on the ground, the many pieces in which he broke dug into the soul of Helen, knew that the next blow would receive it and perhaps as so often, some of his bones would break like fine porcelain.
- Look what you made me! Shouted around the wood-Jesus, I swear I try to put all the interest in living like a queen, again and again closed his fist as he approached.
terrified Elena noted each of his movements until his hip recoiling struck the marble surface, the beast that had been appearing daily and Fernando owning a few weeks after I was married back in the complexion of the man who unseated threatening approached her there was no trace of the young man she fell in love, but he knew he would return after the fury, the coined in his arms and between your pain and tears subside once she most believe in their promises and forgive him because despite the bruises covered makeup, humiliation buried in the depths of his being, blows and insults, she loved him.
The first blow fell on the unsettled and cold tile, cowering in a vain attempt to calm the burning stomach, groaned in pain as he grabbed her hair while his ears were filled with the vile Fernando was speaking words he grasped the wide wrist in a desperate attempted to mitigate the damage caused him stretching her scalp. Was almost standing back lash when he crossed his face snapping lip. With a taste of his own blood iron in the mouth and blurred by tears onyx tried to beg, to ask him to stop but a new right hand folded in half making his knees. Palm rest for breath as drops of vital fluid flowing from his nose stained the floor, still had not inhaled when the kick again threw back his head slamming against the pavement, making the world disappear for a moment to return and have to make multiple impacts.
His mind gradually faded away as his body, bound by the compact strokes, no let up of swagger, simply left lead, there surrounded by roses that minutes earlier he had given it was perceived as life. He smiled when he saw between the haze, that death was installed in her eyes, her contrite husband fall at his side, his Fernando was back for her. With difficulty he raised his hand and landed on his cheek while shaving modulated with the mouth, exhaling his last breath, one I love you.
Love is not just a matter of a day marked by the malls, the love you have to prove yesterday, today and tomorrow. Do not say you love with a flower, a chocolate or jewelry on February 14, after all that date is banal, if you do not show the rest of the 364 days a year. Of course ever conducted, or supports, the saying "well who loves you will mourn, if you love only want to see you smile at your partner and not with sadness and fear reflected in his face.
And now:
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