Original - The Angel Title: The Angel
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Notes: Written for the "Clash of Titans Writing", the first mission, prompt "imprisonment"
Warning: slash
Words: 6490 (FDP)
THE ANGEL
Roberto and Cristina walking side by side chatting. They had just left the nightclub where they had spent the evening, as not doing for centuries when they chose to study medicine, neither would have imagined that it would be so demanding! The day before had given the fateful last examination and therefore were given to the mad joy in truth they wanted to make a bonfire with the textbooks, but considering what they cost had fallen back to something less harmful and artistic, but altrettando fun.
- The heat! - Cristina said, trying to get air with his hand. He had hoped to find some 'fresh air out of the pit, but was disappointed: the air was muggy and heavy, worthy of the worst days of August.
- Let's go take a bath? - Asked Roberto. Were days they waited to go to the beach, looking with envy at her sister already tanned, and he had to stay locked up at home to study, and if we had gone in that moment was the perfect ending to their night of madness!
- How cool! I'm in! - She replied enthusiastically, without stopping to ponder the question for even a moment. If it was someone else - and therefore more modest - would doubtless have stopped to think that he had no costume and that was in the company of a person of the opposite sex, but this was not part of his psychology : dizzy wearing necklines without malice and was not ashamed of her body, even though it was far from the standards of thinness of the models. Roberto was also his best friend and nothing more, although it was definitely a nice guy ... then there was that problem.
The beach was not far away and completely deserted. The two boys found themselves in silence to contemplate the stars and the full moon reflected in the black sea, basking in the sound of waves crashing on the shore.
- Sai ... I can not understand how there can be a serene place so close to a club like that - said Cristina enchanted. After hours of loud music in my ears and sweaty bodies pressed on to another one, it seemed that all the energy that was flowing slowly accumulated the same way from the body, to leave in a state of absolute peace.
- Neither do I ... - Roberto whispered, stopping to watch the rhythmic movement of the waves. A gust of wind played with her hair and passed along the neck, making him shiver. - What do you say, we dive? -
- And do you ask? - She replied, laughing. Then he quickly stripped of clothes and threw them away and began to run toward the water. - Muovitiiiii! - Then saw his friend shouted linger. The sand hampered his race, not to mention when he was in the water and after a few strides and he fell into ruin in many sprays.
- Brrr! - Said re-emerging and screwing up my hair. - Roberto? Where are you? - Asked looking around. That was in the water?
- I'm here! And I'm the King of Rock! - Said the voice of his friend from the top of a rock nearby, imitating Yao.
- What a fool you are! - Cristina laughed. - Come on in water! -
- at your orders, ma'am! - He put the boy, before diving elegantly. Cristina looked at him with admiration: she was resigned to his friend who was good at everything, but he never said it was also so good to dive! Perhaps because he was a nerd - a nerd nice, though! - And then the stereotype would like it to be denied for the sport.
- Hey? Roberto? Where are you? - Asked a few minutes later, seeing him emerge. - You do not want one of those jokes that make me hate and pull me under water, right? -
The minutes passed slowly, there was no trace of the boy. Cristina stopped to see if the water was choppy at some point, revealing the presence, but the sea continued to sway slowly, not at all disturbed. Increasingly agitated, continued to call your friend's name and received no answer. He climbed on the rock then continued to scream out loud, but Robert did not answer.
It had been even a quarter of an hour had gone by when swallowed by the water and rescuers were already in place. Found no trace of the boy, and if Cristina had not been visibly shaken would have thought that it had been just a stupid joke. While
eyelids felt heavier because of the sedative that had injected a nurse, Christine was told by the police at that place there were many current and that the water was very low, and that probably the boy had hit his head and would rite somewhere else.
With the tears running down her cheeks, Cristina thought was impossible: Roberto seemed too sure of what he did! It was not an inexperienced swimmer! And then she had not heard anything strange, although it was right next to where it was dipped ... but he could not have dissolved like salt in water, even though it was the only explanation he could give at the moment! How could
until shortly before they were so happy and carefree? And that was enough for a while to make everything so black?
With a thousand thoughts going on in that head, Cristina finally succumbed to sleep lying in the back of the police car, while finding the strength to beg the cop who came to make sure she was all right to wake her up as soon as he had learned something.
The first thing he saw when he woke Roberto were two blue eyes, so beautiful that if they would be forgotten until the time of his death. Gradually began to focus the rest of the person before him: a small nose and piercing, eyebrows for a frowning mouth, the skin paler than he had ever seen and smooth hair and blacks. All belonged to a boy, a little older than himself, who was sitting on a wooden stool.
- I ... I'm in hospital? - Roberto asked, with difficulty. His throat burned from going crazy, had to be a result of salt water he had drunk ... because he had threatened to drown, if I remember correctly.
- No, you're at home - said the stranger, moving away a lock sweat from his forehead. Robert shuddered at the contact with the hand ... it was so cold! He must also have a fever with controfiocchi purloin, then.
- Ah ... So ... you saved me when I almost drowned? - The boy asked, puzzled. When he dived, he felt a strong blow to the neck, which made him not only drinking but also breathe a lot of sea water, then remembered that someone had grabbed it and pulled it out, but was convinced that it was Cristina.
- Really ... I am afraid of being made to have you risk drowning, and you can not imagine how sorry for this! - Replied the stranger with deep regret. As he had regretted acted in such a hurry! Yet at that moment he realized he could no longer wait and who knows what would have to wait before finding another promising opportunity! Not to mention that some 'of the drama had always liked.
- Excuse me? - Roberto asked, still do not understand, but with a slight note of panic in his voice. - You would have done on purpose? - Then went on to ask, looking around. He was in a strange room, lying in a bed and wearing a shocking number of blankets for July, even though he had hot, indeed. The decor was spartan and bare-bones: a desk on the wall next to that of "his" bed, a bookcase and a cupboard on the opposite. The windows covered with heavy dark red velvet curtains.
- Make you drown? No, certainly not! - Hastened to meet the boy.
- So what would you have done on purpose? Speak clearly, please, I have a shocking headache and I just want to understand how I ended up here and talk to Cristina ... I guess it's here too, no? - Robert pleaded in exasperation.
- hit on the head, hoping you would faint on the spot. Unfortunately, something went wrong and have threatened to leave the pens! It pains me to really communicate, but your friend is not here ... are now three days that continues to go on the beach, hoping you will reappear from the water, in vain ... When I brought you out of the water I made sure that no one could see us: no one should know you're here! - Replied the stranger looking at him straight in the eye. He could not afford to make missteps in his plan.
Roberto tried to get out of bed immediately, but found not to have enough strength in his arms: the fever had weakened him more than expected, dammit! He did not understand anything about the situation that had happened, but that was certainly a fool and did not take long to realize that he absolutely had to go!
- Hey, hey ... Where'd you go under these circumstances? - Asked the stranger, looking worried. - You have just regained consciousness after three days with high fever, you should feel calmer, you know? -
- Be calmer? - Asked Roberto angry and scared to death. - But you heard what you said? You got me dizzy and I have brought here in secret by my friend ... I've caught! Not to mention the fact that almost killed me! -
- But it is only a temporary situation, do not worry. I will not keep you here forever I just need you to accomplish a job for me, then I'll let you free. But you are still too shaken to confront this issue ... I'll let you reflect here a little 'alone, okay? - Seraphic said the Moor, and then get up off the stool and leave the room.
Roberto could not even follow the gaze of the other times were so fast, but they distinctly heard the sound of the key turning in the lock. He was sick, in the hands of a madman, and with no apparent escape routes, what could you want? If only she had her cell phone could try to call Christina, but unfortunately was left with his clothes on the beach ... Indeed, now that was the case, was wearing a pair of gray boxer shorts that were not his. At least - this was to recognize him - his captor had good taste. He tried to get up
again, even with the previous results, so he resigned himself to try to sleep, hoping to find enough strength to escape groped, or at least a bit 'of mental lucidity to try to talk to the kidnapper, that although was obviously crazy seemed to be intelligent. All of the earliest promises not to ever hope to spend an evening than a bit 'more lively than usual, seeing what had brought!
When Robert awoke again relieved to be ascertained only in the room. The first chair on which sat the kidnapper had been moved close to the door, and clothes were neatly folded and placed upon the boy wore jeans and t-shirt, a bit 'too big for him, and then tried to open the door. Closed. Damn close. Then went to one of the windows, but found that it was reluctantly locked with a padlock, like all the others.
- Ehiiiii! I want to open? - Shouted then beating her fists against the door. In truth he was not sure you want to come face to face with the kidnapper, but the only alternative was to die before he saw the prospect of hunger and thirst, not to mention that a shower would not have sucked.
immediately opened the kidnapper's the door, looking at him wonderingly.
- did not need me to do all this confusion, you know? The door was open ... There was enough that you put a little 'more power - said by showing how the handle. He had no intention of closing it in a room for eternity! Roberto
blushed with embarrassment a lot, laughed and enjoyed the kidnapper of his reaction. That kid was!
- I owe you an apology apparently ... - Roberto replied, sighing. In truth, more than anything else he wanted to ask him more about his abduction, but did not yet know enough to predict his reaction when touched on the topic.
- Apology accepted! My name is Nicholas ... please! - Said the dark, holding out his hand. Maybe the blond finally decided he had to calm down a little and they could have a civil conversation ... God only knew what we had hoped!
- Pleasure ... although I can not help but say that I would rather we had met in a different situation - Roberto said, unable to hold his tongue, but clutching the hand that proffered. Good heavens! But, so far as cold? Not even her sister, who always had frozen hands, to go that far!
- I can imagine, but ... I promise to explain everything to Thee. Look, that's the bathroom door, if you want to give you a refresher ... Meanwhile, I prepare something for lunch, so then we can get a chat with their stomachs full, what do you say? - Asked Nicholas, with a smile. Roberto did not even try to say no, why not give the time was given: the dark merely turn their backs and down the stairs, towards that she thought the kitchen. In turn, he walked to the bathroom, still wondering what kind of madhouse had happened.
hearing the roar of the shower upstairs Nicholas felt reassured. He had not the slightest imagined that a kidnapping could be so stressful: he had long studied the boy and had always seemed rather thoughtful, but had proved inespettatamente talkative, even up to too sharp! He took a couple of eggs out of the refrigerator, hoping that his "guest" was not too demanding and are content with a simple omelet with cheese ... if not he would be the one to stay with an empty belly!
Roberto went into the kitchen rubbing the short blond hair with a red towel. He had not realized what was dirty and sweaty until the water began to flow to the skin, during what was definitely one of the best showers of his life.
- What's good for dinner? - Asked happily, ready to eat even an elephant. In those days of high fever should not have eaten much, because he seemed to have a hole instead of the stomach, and could not wait to fill it.
- Frittata Niccolò replied succinctly, pointing to the place they had set for him with a colorful tablecloth and sitting in front of it.
- my belly, facts hut! - He answered, beginning to literally devour the omelet, before stopping suddenly and staring at the dark.
- Well, what? - Asked by this looked annoyed Inquisitor.
- But you do not eat? - Roberto asked, as if such a possibility seemed to him more than inconceivable.
- I ... I ate while you were asleep - said the dark, and then not answer except in monosyllables to the attempts of the boy strike up a conversation light. Roberto was not used to all that silence usually at the dinner table at home was her sister Patricia told that all he had done during the day and his father, a chef, who explained to him word for word for the recipe what they were eating, I still hope that suddenly appeared in one of two sons, a thread of interest in cooking. Even his mother, dead for five years, seemed to speak from the photo which was shown smiling on the wall.
Silently, Niccolo made dishes, cutlery and glass and moved it in the sink, then put it away even the tablecloth in a drawer. - Come! - He said at Roberto, trascinandoselo behind for a hand. The boy could not help but cringe at the contact with the icy hand of the kidnapper, to ask if by any chance still had high fever to feel so cold ... Yet, he had laid his hand on his forehead, and he had not seemed to scorch.
Roberto wandered with relief in the new room where he had led the kidnapper: Unlike the other rooms, which seemed to aseptic and lifeless, that finally seemed to have its own personality. On the ground there were brightly colored carpets and the sofa on which they sat was a beautiful bright red, there were also some nice pictures and a jazz piece of music in the background, issued by a stereo resting on a table a bit 'defiladed .
- So ... - Nicholas debuted weighing well the words to start with. How on earth did he explain why he had kidnapped? This would take a madman, although from the looks that's secretly launched - a mixture of terror and curiosity - they probably thought already. - I guess having to explain why I have dragged you here ... -
- would also be now ... - Roberto said. Without even wanting was getting used to the absurd: the kidnapper did not seem to be dangerous around the most dangerous thing he ever saw was a kitchen knife, so they are not worried that Nicholas wanted to tear it apart or resell his organs. Indeed, even he was beginning to become curious, wondering what had attracted the attention of the other, and it would have been even more, if the concern for his family and did not continue to Cristina gripped his stomach.
- In short ... I needed someone able to study my illness. But it is a disease ... particular, and then I did not want any good person, I could of course go to the hospital. Also not to be a famous person because you know, make it disappear from one day to another I could not just cause mange. So I started to do research on medical students of our university ... and my choice has fallen on you - Nicholas said, sitting on the couch with a grace of another era. He was aware that the explanation he gave was still quite vague, but I was curious to see how others have implemented the news and was relieved to see, as his speech continued, curious twinkle in his eye.
- Why did you choose me about all the people? I have not yet said what disease it is, but there are people far more valuable to me in the environment. Just think of Christine, the girl who was with me that night! - Said the blonde, feeling their way, however, the pride in him, being a sort of Chosen One.
- unlike other 'Cause you've also attended classes for your interest in biotechnology, because you have a lot of experience in the laboratory and also why you did your internship at last a pathologist. Because even if you do not have the highest ratings of your course, you're always busy even outside the required courses, and also have a good character: you are not crazy and other factors which I saw in your classrooms, with which I would not have survived for more than five minutes! Finally, if I preferred you to your friend Cristina is because I know very well that if he votes is higher than your because you have a heart of gold and you got problems to give him a hand, even at the expense of Yours, ... but the main problem is that it is a woman. A woman ... Case scrapes, falling in love, or all Things to avoid - the blond said calmly, thus demonstrating to Robert to have followed and studied for a long time. Scrutinize the corner of his eye he saw as trying to figure out if by chance he had glimpsed between the runners of the University, not knowing that he had not had a chance.
- What's your disease? - Roberto asked, suddenly. Nicholas seemed crazy to think differently and how could the guy who had kidnapped? But even if he had followed, spied on for who knows how long it did not seem willing to hurt him, but just wanting to help. Arrived At this point, before he would give him a hand, would first have to go home ... or at least that was what he wished. In addition to these his inner turmoil, has joined the instinct of the doctor that the researcher, who over the years had grown up within him, which led him to desire to help is to study what is called Nicholas as a mysterious illness. He saw the dark boy looking hesitant, swallow a couple of times, fiddling with a lock of hair, all to stall, but then, finally, spoke. He told a ridiculous story that Roberto never would have expected from what until then had proved a very rational person - kidnapping separately.
- In truth, many would not call it even a disease. For many it is a gift and there's madness to take steps, for others it is a curse and suicide as they are contaminated. In my case has never been neither one nor the other, and we have always coexisted peacefully enough, but ... for some 'time I can not go on like this - Nicholas said, pausing before entering the heart of the story. - The symptoms are varied, but the most obvious are complete repellency to sun and heat, physical amplified enormously disproportionate growth teeth - he paused again open her mouth into a smile at all reassuring. Robert felt a shiver run down my spine seeing the sharp canines, while his hands began to sweat - but especially the heart muscle block e. .. Well, I think to be able to define eternal life, so -.
Roberto looked dazed. Could not claim that he believed such a thing! In short, we would have expected anything, but ... fiction! It must have fallen into the hands of a few of fanatical one of those TV shows about vampires that went a lot in that period, even though he swore that the girls were twelve years old to go crazy for that kind of programs!
- So you'd be telling me to be a vampire? - Ventured, still hoping that it was taking about.
- Exactly. I know it can be hard to believe, but ... Look! - Said it near a window and moving the curtain to let in a ray of sunshine in the room. He exposed his arm to light and soon the skin becomes red, also giving rise to bubble after a few minutes.
- Well ... It could just be a strong photosensitivity, no? - Roberto proposed by analyzing the arm with a critical eye, decided not to believe the absurdity of the vampire.
- Maybe! - Answered Nicholas, laughing. - But unfortunately it is not ... Try to feel the beat of my heart, if you will - he said with a hint of what Robert could not classify. Malizia, perhaps? Commercial air, felt his pulse, but without being able to hear a few bars, at which point, with a hint of embarrassment, the blonde came back, and just pressed against the ear, to no avail. How on earth it was possible that the boy was alive and well in front of him, but that his heart beat?
- Let's say I believe you ... What should I do? Are you a vampire, right? I hope not hungry! - Said in a voice slightly shrill, instinctively protecting the neck with your hands.
- you will study until they find out because I'm a vampire, because vampires are ... I can not find a way in this long immortal life: I could study up to a culture of endless spend my days in partying and giugolari bite, but ... I'm bored now. This is why I decided to hire someone to study and understand how vampirism have originated, whether it is a genetic mutation that should be removed as a malignant tumor, o. .. well I do not even know what I'm looking for, but when I find him, find him, I hope I can clear my ideas on what to do in my future - Nicholas said, astonished at what he had told another. When he had planned everything, had no intention of telling him so much of his views, but rather had thought to mention to his curiosity about the origins of the vampire had not considered, however, the strong disbelief of Robert, who had therefore compelled to try to approach him on an emotional level. At the bottom of the existence of vampires for him was now the norm, and it was difficult to imagine so many difficulties in believing.
- And then ... I'll be free? - Asked the other boy with bright eyes.
- Then you're free - confirmed the dark, smiling. Roberto luckily he had taken it better than expected and had begun to cry or scream, like dreaded would make her friend Cristina. Forse, in effetti, continuava a pensare che fosse un pazzo, ma da quel punto di vista era libero di pensare quello che voleva purchè lavorasse, anche perchè prima avrebbe risolto il problema prima sarebbe stati contenti e liberi entrambi.
- Done! -
After their chat, and a frugal meal, eaten in silence again: Roberto slowly ate the steak that the other had prepared, noting the awkward position blank in front of Nicholas. With a shudder, she could not help but wonder what he would eat the other, hoping for any assault on his jugular. Precisely for this reason could not sleep peacefully at night, in the same bed where she had lain unconscious for a couple of days would not have wanted to be so easily influence by Nicholas, but ... the heart does not beat the e. .. if it was really a vampire ... Well, everyone knows what they eat, drink or better vampires.
The next morning he woke up pretty bruised and found difficulty with the strength to crawl to the kitchen, where he found a pleasant surprised at the breakfast ready: orange juice, a croissant and a bowl of fresh milk and cereals. We enjoyed the meal slowly, and Nicholas when he greeted his entry into the kitchen, fully rested and composed.
- Good morning! Did you sleep well? - Roberto asked, then quickly silenced. It was not at all sure that vampires sleep and if it would be a huge blunder!
- I would have liked, but I fear they are about six hundred years that I feel like this - said the dark with a melancholy smile. If the young doctor would have discovered that vampires were only mistake of nature, perhaps he could finally go against the death, and rest forever.
- Sorry ... is strange that it still makes me believe you're a vampire! -
- Yes, yes, but so strange that you've closed the door to room temperature for fear that you did for my breakfast! - Niccolò replied pricking the quick, laughing seeing him blush. - Have to work now! I have already taken steps to organize the work table in the lab, down below ... come! -
The two went into the basement that the vampire had organized a workshop. Robert looked around admiringly, noting that some of the equipment he had been able to admire from a distance so far.
- I admit to having bought a little 'accident - said the vampire, indicating the machine - but I got inspiration from your labs, and basic tools should be all. In case you miss something you do not scruple to ask, please. On that desk I left a couple of slides of myself "to start, right? Good work -
soon as he was left alone Roberto began to look around, to get familiar with the laboratory. While she hated her imprisonment and continued to look for ways to groped not escape - to find why heels a vampire rage was not the most largest of its aspirations - but to communicate with Cristina and her family to reassure them about his condition. Who knows what had frightened her friend not seeing him emerge more! Before long, however, began to get to work, feverishly, hoping to figure it out quickly and gain his freedom.
When Nicholas came to call him for lunch it seemed that only a few minutes had passed since they had left, so much was taken from his task. The tissues had analyzed so far was undoubtedly dead, and seemed also to human superficial analysis: In order to conduct Further analysis would need more organic material, as a community to Nicholas during lunch.
- No problem ... you are fine hair? - Asked the vampire, thrilled by unexpected passion with which the boy was devoting to his problem.
- Sure! - The blond nodded, drinking a glass of water. It was uncertain whether or not to ask about the possibility of communicating with his family, but eventually gave in: the concern was too much! - Listen ... I can not call to tell him that I am to my right? - Then asked hopefully. The vampire
clouded. - No, I'm sorry - he said hastily, and then explained more calmly. - But you definitely can not communicate with the outside world: in danger of understanding something, to find e. .. I do not want to miss because it took me a really long time to find the right person. I promise, I swear I once found out what I want to leave you free, you will tell all, although I admit that it will be difficult to find anyone willing to believe such a story -
Roberto sighed. He had expected an answer like that, although he continued to harbor hopes of a positive response.
- I'll be back at work - Said then. - So before I finish, the sooner I can go home! - Then he got up and took the dishes in the sink, before disappearing back into the lab.
was already a week since Robert started working for him, when Nicholas decided to give more aid: as had studied all the samples that had given him up to that point - hair, nails, skin - was not able to decipher anything.
Yet something inside him had changed the same, the stars seemed to rinse the answer he sought, even if from a different perspective from that that he had expected.
The boy had not tried to escape in those days, and had even worked hard every single day until late at night. It also does not even seem to be more afraid of him, and after the first night they had more in his room to sleep. If all this united the good character of Robert, Nicholas could certainly be said to have made the right choice on his "prey".
He decided to go down personally to collect the sample in the lab on time. He opened the door of the room cautiously, careful not to disturb and saw him bent over a microscope with very concentrated expression: Nicholas smiled, fascinated by the passion that the boy could put in his duties, and remained for those eternal moments that seemed on the threshold, to observe it.
- Hey, hello! - Roberto said when it saw the presence of the other. - I am sorry to have to tell you that there are still new. Unfortunately it still seems to be simply dead cells ... but I'm sure we will find a solution!
- I do not doubt that they got it! But I thought you might look at this from today ... - Enigmatic Nicholas said, by showing for the first time a red tube. It was his idea from the beginning, to make him investigate, but before I discovered that much had preferred to see the boy how he would react to the situation, although he could easily foresee it.
- What? - Asked the blonde approached for a closer look, moved by curiosity that characterized it.
- We call it "fluid" ... would be what is in my body where normally there is the blood - the vampire explained briefly, and then propose to study the tube the next day. Although, as always, had not noticed it was already several hours so that Bob was working and was approaching the dinner hour: that boy was just a disaster! If it were not for him remind all meals, probably would have already evaporated Whereas he was thin! He, when he was a human being and he was about his age, he ate a lot, it was quite safe.
That night Roberto could not sleep, anxious to analyze the vial, perhaps he could finally get on top of the enigma that was working, even though he was not sure it would be good. He did not know how many there were vampires in the world, but whatever was the result of his discovery would not be pleased if someone had come to know: If you have discovered an anomaly that vampires were developed by human beings, someone might decide that were simply destroyed, but if he had discovered something different ... would not even imagine the consequences!
It rolled between the crisp sheets for who knows how long, when you finally decided to get up. He washed and dressed quickly and headed for the lab, discover strange closed. And she went into the kitchen, make sure you find the breakfast front, as was well accustomed in those days, but did not find that either.
Mules then at a time in the living room, where I find Nicholas sat on the couch as soon as the vampire felt his feet looked up, pointing him his blue eyes.
- Laboratory ... - Roberto said, unsure how to proceed. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes seemed to pierce through and through, so that no part of him could escape his inquisitive eyes.
- It 's closed, I know. Ma .. I decided to put an end to it. I have not even prepared breakfast, as I think you've seen time and leave you an hour free - uttered the vampire, calmly. He knew that the other would have been shocked and obviously relieved by this news, but it was a decision that was taken suddenly in the night.
- Really? - Roberto asked, immediately feeling lighter. Finally it was free again! - Ma .. and your research? - He asked, amazed at how Nicholas had suddenly decided to advance a project for which he had labored so much, as he was able to note in those days.
- I continued my research, Roberto, but ... something unexpected happened - he revealed the dark, hugging one knee. It was not easy for him to talk about certain topics, but had to. He sighed. - Remember when I said I was rejected because your friend Cristina, right? Because I feared implications sentimental ... I had not calculated what was ... I could fall in love with a man, you -.
Robert was speechless. How could he have fallen in love with him, the vampire? He figured if he was kidnapped because they happened to be in love with him, but that does not fall in love with him after having kidnapped! And now ... that would have happened? He told of wanting to leave, but if she loved him would perhaps have preferred vampire? While he was prey to all these doubts, Nicholas continued his speech: - I think I can imagine what you're going now to the head, also because you instinctively covered again your jugular! But I'm not going to turn into a vampire ... may be fleeting infatuation and I condemn you to the heart of life from which I myself up recently tried to escape and to find a solution to this I had to help me. You do not even want to take with me, because to see you grow old and die would be really unbearable. I decided to let you go your way. I did not expect to be able to fall in love with a man, I is not never happened hundreds of years ... But these days I've won with your passion, your dedication, your patience. I watched you on the sly while you worked in laboratory e. .. seemed to shine, you know? Your golden hair combined with the blazing light of your eyes were a lethal combination -. Roberto
listened in silence, feeling proud to have been able to arouse a similar feeling, even though he had nothing to argue: he did not like the vampire, and that was clear even to him. Nicholas looked up, smiled and shrugged doing, in a universal sign of apology. They uttered a shrill - Come on! - And then finally took him out of the house.
Once outside, Robert covered his eyes with his hands, which allowed the sun had not seen for many days. In addition, the heat was! As he understood the first day, Nicholas always kept very low temperature in the house because it was not only the sun to bother him, but even the simple warmth.
He turned to the house where he had served his prison and was surprised to see a normal house, white with taxes and the blue door: who knows why he was sure that although the interior was white and aseptic, all ' outside the home would be more folk, like an old ruined castle. The vampire
pointed to the doorway of a bus shelter where he could take a bus to go home. Nicholas had greeted the first to leave, with a hug a little 'clumsy. Stretching in the sun, Roberto thought about the crazy adventure that had happened: he had escaped death by a breath, was kidnapped by a vampire, had helped him in his research and he even fell in love. Probably anyone who would try to tell it would have taken for a madman, not to mention the fanatical vampires, werewolves and things there!
No, he decided, would tell a lie to the police and even members of his family, perhaps only with Cristina would open a bit 'on the issue, to avoid any grain. He sat with his legs apart on the bench, metal and prepared for a long wait in the sun, losing train of memories.
Needless to say, the story of Roberto Meaberzi ended up all the newspapers, described as the kidnapping of a young student in medicine from a fool unfortunately unidentified. His father and Patrick went to take the side of the phone booth from which he had called in tears of joy, and Cristina, his dear friend, when she saw him literally jumped in his arms and crushed her in his arms, and feeling the real version of the story and how she had managed to fall in love with him even a vampire, he decided not to have it escape.
The following year he managed to graduate in medicine, and began specializing in pediatrics. A few years after that he married Cristina volcanic and had two sons, Nicholas and Catherine. Can it's ridiculous I know, dear reader, that Robert chose to give the son the name of his tormentor, but capitel, he and Cristina have always considered the angel who did find their love, nothing but creatures of darkness! And Nicholas has adapted to the role, in spite of himself, continuing to watch over her lover until someone else has not appeared in his heart. This does not mean however that we have forgotten the boy who had managed to give a jolt to his immortal life, rediscover the pleasure of making love, and often helped him in times of greatest difficulty, earning more the name of Angelo.
