Part 28

I went home and on the way I decided to call Hannah.

-Alona Hannah, is the suggestion for tonight still valid?

-Of course. Come with Paradise we'll be waiting for you at the bar. Agree?

-Shap.

I came back to sleep a little, for tonight I should have rested. As soon as I came in, I checked my mother.

-Where were you? You did not come home yesterday.

"Are you worrying?" "I was surprised.

-I am you mother, girl ...

I did not crack and interrupted her:

"Now you remember having a daughter." I threw my keys and pushed it to pass.

"You do not have the right to talk to me like that, Christina. I want to know where she was?

"Do you seriously want to know?" I said, squinting my eyes.

-Yes I want.

- Then, you're looking for it yourself. I was with my girl.

My mother's eyes (my mother hahah, sounded so ridiculous) widened, and she stared at me.

-Your girl? You are....

-Here, it proves how interested you are. Why do I do anything with you, get out of here? "I went to my room. I locked the door and left my phone on the bedside table.

"They were anxious, my mother, what a joke I just." I laughed aloud.

I went to bed and although it was in the afternoon, I fell asleep ...

"I hate you, Christina, I hate you ..." shouted Dary.

-I'm sorry for Dary, forgive me.

-I do not want to see you. Get out!

I woke up from the ringing of the phone. I reached out to the drawer to take it, but I threw myself from the bed.

-Ah ...

-Christina?

-Yes.

"They wanted it to be the most funny start of a conversation." Hannah said, laughing. "You did not forget we were going out, were not we?"

-No I am not.

-Ok. After half an hour with Paradise, we're waiting for you at the bar. Bye.

-Bye.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face. I looked in the mirror:

"What was that dream, the hell?" I asked my reflection. "What kind of stupidity have I done, whether it be a dream, so my angel screamed like this?

It's not hard to guess that I did not get an answer

And I would not think all night for a dream. The point is that in reality everything was fine.

I went out of the bathroom and went to the living room. I was expecting my mother to be there, but she was not there. Surely, my conversation with her was a dream. Of course, only wonders become miracles. And my mother's care for me is the eighth miracle of the world. Anyway, I put on a dark blue shirt on a box, jeans and went out. The afternoon sleep was good for me, and now I was boiling with energy.

As I walked into the bar, I immediately noticed Hannah's purple hair and the green clumps of Paradise. The two were sitting in one of the final booths and apparently arguing about something.

"Rose ..." Hanna almost screamed.

"No, green!"

"Hello," I said uncertainly, for I did not want to interfere in their argument.

"Hey, Christina," Hannah said cheerily.

Paradise just raised his hand. He preferred to greet with gestures, not words. I do not blame her.

I sat down beside Hannah.

"Kristina, tell this thick head that pink clumps will go far more than the green ones." Hannah began the argument again.

-I'm not at the "you" with the strands, but with the drinks I have a lot. - I tried to change the subject. - I'm thinking of ordering tequila.

-Serious start. I'll drink something more like that ... For example, "Mojito," Hannah said. "I'm going to order. And heaven, I did not ask you, what about you?

-And for me tequila.

Paradise had looked at the table.

"I'm greeted by your greens," I said to calm the atmosphere.

Heaven raised his head.

-Thanks. At the party we did not get to know each other properly. "She handed me a hand." I am Heaven.

-I'm happy, I'm Christina.

"Owow is already friends." I told Hannah and left the drinks.

"Cheers for the fact that Heaven is in the city." Hannah raised a toast.

-Hello.

How I love the clinking of glasses against the backdrop of good music.

"This group is cruel."

-Yeah, mega collars are. They often play here. "Hannah added.

We started talking. At first only me and Hannah, after the drink in the cup of Paradise was over, and she joined the conversation.

"You and that girl, are you together?" Asked Raya.

"Yes, with Dari we are together." I replied immediately.

- Clear ...

-Hey, I see your glasses are empty. One more boy? "Said a boy.

"No mercy," replied Paradise grimly.

"Do not do that, sweetheart," continued the boy. He went to the bar and returned with a full glass:

"Come on," he said, sitting beside her. I like you. Do you have a boyfriend? "He asked, approaching even more.

Hanna and I were expecting her answer.

He picked up the glass and poured the drink on the valet.

Hannah laughed.

"You're not my guy." He added.

"Here's my number, if you think ..." He pulled out a pen and wrote it on a napkin. "Call me, we can spend great time.

"Are you a fool?" I could not restrain. "The girl said you did not like it. Come on.

- And if I do not want to leave?

After the traitors, the most angry were my buddies. And that was definitely very nagging.

- Now I'll help you.

He stood up. I was furious now, and at any cost I would have to get him out of here. I went to him and grabbed him for the collar.

-Get it before you get hurt

-You, you think so much?

I hit him with his head. He stumbled and leaned against the next table, blood drawn from his nose.

"Do you want me to show you how much I still believe?"

"Well, I understand you, you know how to express yourself quite clearly," he said, holding a hand on his nose.

"Will you need that number?" I asked Raya.

"No, of course." She was categorical.

"Here's a napkin for the blood." I threw it to her. He took her and left.

"I was going to do it," said Raya.

-I know, I just helped. From me so much for today. I'm gone.

I looked at my phone. Five missed by Dari. I decided to call her.

"Why are you wearing this phone?" He started to say.

- Confused. I did not hear it.

-Where are you?

- Now I'm leaving the bar. If you do not sleep, can I go through you for a while?

- All right, call when you're downstairs.

The time was 23:30 and the streets were empty. In fact, I preferred to be deserted rather than full of people.

I reached Dary's block and called her. She got out.

"Hey, miss me," he said as he hugged me.

-We have not seen each other since afternoon.

-Not important, missing me. I'm not you?

- Of course, beautiful.

"We can sit on the bench," she suggested. "Well, tell me. How did it last night?

-Only. We spoke, we drank, I closed the mouth of an asshole ...

"Clearly, you were again." Dary looked away.

-What's wrong?

- Will you ever stop creating problems?

-It was not something special ...

She interrupted me:

-You remember when they drove you, well, when Mark beat you ... I'm afraid of Chris, afraid I'll someday stay with some fucking memories you do not stop kissing me on your forehead, you do not stop repeat how wonderful a smile I have, do not stop kissing me and after every strong embrace you repeat that you love me. Shit, I'm afraid your kisses are not the last remembrance left by you.

-Hey, come here. -It put my head on my rum. -I promise I will not go anywhere ...