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HEART of ICE

The 17-year-old girl with a heart of ice and blue but dull eyes, why does she have a heart of ice? Why don't His eyes have any more light? hides so much suffering? what happened? but something changes when she meets him His same blue eyes a weird guy full of tattoos will get along the two of them are opposites to each other, share some pain together? Will it be hate or love between them? Isabel: I say goodbye you have to live without me, this is your journey, your path, you are your support, you are the story of tomorrow, believe in yourself. criss 19-year-old boy handsome to death blue eyes and lots of tattoos, he is scary the question and why? Criss: Has anyone finally accepted me? I have found new emotions which gives moments of peace to the soul. she lights up my life she makes me forget my pain, she is teaching me to live again. why does this heart have to remain alone? Why do I feel broken? i was in the dark and you brought me to the light now i came back alive as an incomplete being i am a punishment for myself.

iuby2010 · Teen
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Here I am in one of the most beautiful stations I love the sea but I am also afraid. After a long time I have seen my uncle and I am glad that I am here with him. He takes care of a restaurant that is closed at the moment so we have it all to ourselves, I have settled in one of the rooms and I'm not alone there is also another girl Andreea seems nice but I don't want to bond much I just hope to go there agreement not to give problems to the uncle. She is working and I told her that where she works she needs another girl I hope she will take me I have to work I cannot stay here without work. I take a moment and go to my cliff and look at the abandoned ship it makes me calm and if I speak she seems to understand my pain that I hide. It is beautiful but also very sad seeing it so it makes you understand that in the world you are not alone that you suffer, others have also suffered up to even a ship that is now blocked here in front of me. The second day I have already started work and a clothes shop the owner is a Turk but he pays very well for the program and from 10:00 to 00:30 sometimes even 01:00 depends on the customers in the shop we are three girls and two boys of which one is the owner's son. Every day my uncle comes to bring me lunch even if I tell him not to do it but he doesn't hear me then in the evening I come back with my roommate, it's not bad as a girl Maybe it's my impression but it's a bit too much for me I mean it's too direct and it turns out too much for my tastes but it's his choice every one does what he wants with his body. After a week of work I finally have a day off sure that I sleep all the time then I help my uncle with the cleaning and then sleep again. Tonight Andrea goes with her boyfriend so I go home alone and not much but the streets are dark there are no lights but that's okay I'm not afraid, then I hear voices behind me I don't turn around but then I hear them sensor closer they are definitely drunk guys, then I make the corner and walk more slowly to hear what they say and talk about me so I stop they join me but first I see that a car at full speed suddenly stops making that annoying noise on the asphalt and someone tells me to get on but I don't do it and I also send him to fuck off. The car goes away then a guy takes me by the arm I tell them to leave me but he laughs so I don't see them anymore and I put my hands on them I don't like violence but with these species you have to make them understand that you are also a girl you can hurt them anyway. I lose my reason when I feel a fist on my face I touch my lip and I feel something hot then I also feel the taste of iron in my mouth so I bleed and so I lose my head and I throw myself on them, two have escaped but one is there in my hands I am on top of him that I fill him with fists I hear him cursing and I do not stop, on the contrary I hit harder then I feel myself lifted from the ground, someone taken by my life and the boy ran away, then I turn around and throw a punch to the one who stopped me then a kick in the base part, he lowers in pain and I throw them another punch in the face, I hear him cursing then he takes me in his arms and stops me telling me that they have run away and that it is over, I I look around and do not see anyone then without saying anything I go home, I do not go to the restaurant I know that if I see myself like this he would not sleep anymore.

I go to the bathroom I take a shower and then to the bed before I take it I hear a knock on the door then my uncle tells me that he is waiting for me on the terrace I can not say no so I try to cover myself as much as possible. Once on the terrace I sit on the chair at the table and with my head lowered I wait for my uncle to tell me why my call. Then I see two bags of ice on the coffee table and the trust so I guess she knows what happened but how it did.

Uncle: Then let me see what you did to your face.

Isabel: it's nothing.

He lifts my face towards him gives me the ice and then I put it on my lip fucking it hurts but it was better without.

Uncle: I see that all those years working in the garden helped you a lot hmmm?

Isabel: Yes it's true and also being an ex-girlfriend of a bodyguard.

Uncle: I'm happy that nothing happened to you, I see that you are fine but he will suffer for a week for that eye I imagine poor guys will always remember you, indeed no but which poor one does it take for them so they learn.

I realized that we were not alone but there was another person in front of me.

Uncle: you put some ice too if that eye doesn't get ugly.

Then I look at him in amazement.

Isabel: But I have nothing in the eye just a little bit in the eyebrow.

Uncle: I saw I referred to him.

And he shows me a boy in front of me.

I am amazed not because he is handsome but he is badly in the face and cute and it is a shame about his face. He takes the ice and puts it to his eye and turns a little to the side.

I can see that he is full of tattoos on his hands even on his walnut, strange he could also save him from putting ink there too, but every one does what he wants.

Isabel: uncle but who is he? And who treated it like this?

Uncle: he is Criss and he is like a son to me so you are good with him and on the fact that who made them this was you.

Isabel: whatyyy ?????

Uncle: it was already you he wanted to help you but then he saw that you did not control you with anger and so he decided to stop but then here is the result.

Isabel: Is it okay that if he is put in the middle he doesn't know that when two argue the third takes them?

Uncle: Isabel please don't be a bitch and apologize.

Isabel: Are we kidding?

Uncle:isaaaaa

Isabel: criss I'm sorry I ruined your little face, okay uncle? Can I go to sleep now?

Uncle: go isa go let's talk tomorrow.

I get up I say good night and go to bed I fell asleep immediately. In the morning Andrea woke me up and together we went to the terrace where I already knew that my uncle tells me something else because of last night's event. When I get there I sit down but Andrea remains standing next to me I look at her, her mouth is open then I realize that there is also the boy from yesterday. Isabel: shut your mouth Andrea otherwise flies will get in you. I hear him laughing under his mustache and he pulls the hair over his face more.

Uncle: isa is picking up criss from work tonight.

Isabel: I don't think .....

Uncle: please isa don't say anything I've already decided let me feel comfortable. Isabel: I don't think I'll have so much help and then I don't want to ..... well you know right? Criss lifts her head towards me and I see that the eye has a bad effect on her face and I laugh.

Criss: well now are you laughing too? For my face?

Isabel: Can you explain them uncle please why am I laughing?

Uncle: criss she laughs at the face you made of a 5 year old boy And they laugh too. Andrea: so if I understand correctly this cool boy is called Criss and you know him?

Uncle: yes he and Criss and he is like a son to me.

Then he lies more on the chair and stretches his feet and accidentally touches my feet and I felt a jolt and I got up.

Isabel: Don't you have more room than me at the table either?

He doesn't answer and doesn't even look at me.

Uncle: shshsh isa speak more quietly.

Isabel: why?

Uncle: in front of the door there is his father who calls him and looks for him since last night, he slept with me tonight criss stay with me for a few days and nobody needs to know ok?

Isabel: I'm going to work tonight then? I get up and go to work I feel that this day is not ending well.