Buon sabato mattina a tutti! Reduce dalla mia nottata harrypotteriana (sconvolgente) pubblico il secondo capitolo della legacy!! Purtroppo non mi è facile concentrarmi su qualcosa che non sia Harry Potter ora, ma non potevo lasciarvi ancora un giorno senza update, so sorry for any grammar mistakes! I leave you to read ... Under the cut!
The sun was high in the sky when Bridgeport Brie woke up with a big headache and back to pieces. She seemed to have drunk gallons of alcohol, even though it was only a wretched cocktail was the culprit and that's because he never drank a lot in his life. He stayed for at least another day because that night she barely slept because of Tyron. He explained that Poppy had been hit in the Alcohol and clear mind would never do such a thing general. But it was not just the cocktails, the music, the situation, his blue eyes from which he could not break away and saw that even if he closed his eyes. Who knows what time it was, the alarm was on the table and she had no desire to move, was so well under those comfortable blankets. She touched her lips with his fingers ... had been a relentless whirlwind that had dragged down to the bottom, where the world did not exist and her lips were his only source of life. He had to admit that this was the best kiss he had given and received, but Tyron was not a stranger to her, a beautiful stranger. The look was enough in eyes because his world crumbling to pieces. In comparison to all the boys for good and caring with which she had left, he was a devil in disguise. The ringing of the phone brought her back, Poppy was an sms: "Hi! I just woke up, you are in an hour "
No no no ... Poppy did not want to get up nor face now, he still had his mind clouded by the spell of Ty.
reluctantly pulled out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen to have breakfast with one eye still closed and the other half open poured the cold milk and wheat cereal in a cup, that was his ideal breakfast.
had just spent half an hour when Poppy rang the doorbell.
"I'm sorry, I did before, you do not mind it?" Poppy was perky and active as ever, as if he had spent the entire night disco dancing on high heels. "Poppy, how can you tell me? You look fresh as a daisy, I feel like a zombie "" Ah, my dear, tricks of the trade, it takes years and years of experience to learn, luckily you have me, I'll tell all later, now we have more things ; urgent to talk about "She heard a vice
sudden stomach. They had to talk about urgent things, maybe he already knew, maybe he had seen them last night! "This morning I woke up Ty" or perhaps Tyron had told her everything, "he told me last night, do not look like that corpse, I am not angry nor do I feel betrayed and that sort of thing"
Brie, who was to dump on the environment by the avalanche of excuses and explanations that had been prepared, rolled his eyes to the absolute peace of Poppy "Poppy, I feel crap"
"You must not, darling, listen I knew that Ty would have tried, and since you saw that does nothing but ask you, was only a matter of time "
He understood that it was good or bad headache that made bad jokes? Why had not said anything? Brie could easily have avoided all this unpleasant situation, but Poppy had let it happen, as if it was not important.
"Poppy had to tell me!"
"Maybe yes, maybe no, but I know Ty, he would have remained fixed for you if you had not kissed yesterday. I know that I have as friends, but it seemed the only way to avoid that Tyron is put between us ... "
Had fallen silent, Brie did not want to answer because a mixture of disappointment and anger was slowly hold of her. He could not believe what his ears had just heard! He had spent a night of disgust, turning over in bed, a prey to feelings of guilt, worried about how Poppy would have taken it and, instead, Poppy was not the least concerned about her.
Here is the flip side, that side of the negative people who always went out after. Yet he had resolved not to blame for these things, not to expect too much from people, useless, whenever we fell.
rising from his chair, he said coldly, "I have to go take a shower and then I clean the house Mike that afternoon to assemble the paintings, "without feeling the slightest leak moved over the table towards the stairs that led upstairs ..." Brie "the voice came from behind supplicant Poppy . Heck, just could not make the bitch, was unnatural. Without stopping looked over his shoulder and smiled "I'll call you later"
After that was gone up the stairs, he waited at the window hidden by the curtains that she would go away and then he jumped in the shower in the hope that this jet of hot water could make them slip away everything had happened in the last 24 hours.
The shower had relaxed, he knew that Poppy would have been made to forgive, but he could not take off the heavy feeling of being alone in a city that barely knew. While he was dressing a sense of nostalgia permeated, nostalgia for what was familiar to Littlecrops, the thick woods and gloomy swamps, that made her feel safe. Instead he opened his eyes in front of an expanse of concrete, the vices of man, what is it that if not the most dangerous predator.
The difference between his old life and the new one was abysmal, only now beginning to come to terms. Looking at one of still wrapped square flat on the ground, a flicker of hope reminded her why she had just dressed instead of going to sleep. There was always Mike! It seemed so much a good person, even if it was not in the position to be able to make predictions about people, about him would have bet the house he had just inherited.
looked at the clock on the wall, he still had a few hours before he arrived, so he decided to leave the house, not walking around aimlessly, half knew her well.
climbed up the hill, passing great and beautiful villas, unable not to hate, and came to a house which, if not go wrong, it was Tyron's villa. Sure, he could be wrong, but it was just what Poppy had indicated a few days before. He was so focused on his thoughts that he had not even noticed that a few feet away a woman had dropped the sheets on the pavement and had bent to pick them all. Brie stood at the entrance, looking around for the last name of Tyron written somewhere. He wanted to be safe and not make a fool of his usual.
"Looking for someone" from his shoulders came the voice of the woman who had not fully seen, and had approached, he noticed Brie, looked at her with dazed expression. "I was looking Tyron, they told me who lives here," the lady pointed to the entrance door "Come in, at home, watching TV was" thanking you walked up the driveway to the front door, where Tyron was to accept a bare-chested.
Deadly vision, for a moment he forgot what had come to do. "I wonder why I was expecting your visit to this" did not even wait for the nod to go, Brie crossed the threshold and stood before him with folded arms, "We talk "
He paused with his eyes on his arm, while Ty told her to go into the living room, the lines of those muscles so they carved a temptation too great for his eyes, which followed them to the hand, a big hand e. .. "Enough!" Exclaimed giving itself a slap in the face. Tyron was still there in front of her, stared at her like a screwball.
"It's not that you could get a shirt?"
"Yes, sorry, I was doing some bending" and disappeared up the stairs, apparently directed at his room, leaving Brie in the company that made the image of him bending. It gave him slaps, was not the time to have a hormonal storm, had to find the office, he gave him at least four. Tyron came soon after he left in the fourth and Brie "You're an asshole, you know? In fact, doubly asshole! "
" You suffer Poppy and then also look to put it against me? "
" I have not tried to put it against you "
" Really? Did not look yesterday when I kissed you "
" You are as guilty as me, you've responded to the kiss and, admit it, I also enjoyed "that cocky, arrogant, asshole! Brie was going haywire with rage if it were a cartoon would become very red, with clouds of smoke that came out of his ears and a warning siren in the background.
"To you, you do not care about Poppy, and yet you grew up together, you're like brother and sister! How can you behave like this with her? You're despicable "Tyron became serious all of a sudden, Brie saw a flash of anger in his eyes.
held his gaze for a moment, hatred for hatred, then turned on his heels and walked away, come before the desire to slap, because words are not even the scalp. He arrived home just hoping that he lacked the arrival of Mike, he needed to get distracted. There was still a bit ', then, to download the rage, began to play with the first PS3 shooter that happened in his hand. Shortly after the bell rang, Mike finally arrived! He turned off the console and went happy to open the door, was just happy to see Mike. With great disappointment at the door there was Mike, but Tyron. What did it again? Her eyes were reduced to two slots, while throwing glances full of anger, which apparently had not dampened the PS3 at all.
was he to break silence. "Poppy is not in love with me," his tone was different, seriously, Brie thought he saw a note of regret. Possible?
'E' in love with the idea of us, we have the large villa, the beautiful little family that we will form. Makes her feel safe, but it is not really in love and never think, even for a second, I do not take to her like a sister to me, I could never do anything that hell "
There was a different guy in front of her, was worried, as it was she was trying to show them that it was not the monster that she had described, and arrogant asshole. It was not to be then if he had come to his house, it means that the amounts of Poppy. "Did not think I ever said put it in? But she always ends up making fun of, never gives importance to my words "
Brie was not even noticed it, but all the hatred that was bestowed upon him before he vanished into thin air. Now I do not even know she explain what she felt, but it certainly was not hate, it was completely different ... it was like the night before, those feelings that were fighting each other, were the ones who drag down the vortex. It was now happens again ... His eyes ... had trapped again as the night before
"Even when I talked about you, she snubbed me with a laugh, it does not malice, I simply do not believe that" the engine of a car had stopped, both turned to look at where it came from .
Mike had just parked in front of the house. No, he did not want Ty to go, wanted to know ... Know what? What aTyron had told her to Poppy? And because we never had to import them? But yes, the above matter and would not stop looking at those eyes, was a delight too good to pass up, "What did you tell me?" Mike said while closing the car door. Ty turned to look at "It's happening again, like yesterday," Brie knew what he was referring. Meanwhile, the second ran and Mike approached. It was a desperate race against time, wanted to know, wanted to know ... "Gotta go" Brie ignored him, "What did you say?" Tyron was about to tell him, but now the time had expired.
path Mike had been the last few steps that separated him from her. Mike Tryon greeted him, then walked away.
was a big job to assemble all the paintings, more than for her to Mike, who merely move the pieces and control that the picture was straight.
And between one thing and another his mind kept returning to Ty, the strange bond that was created at that point there in front of his house. Even later, when they went to the movies, she only had a fixed idea. He felt sorry for Mike, but could not stop thinking about him, it was like a drug. A finished film, left the room, Mike spoke to the film, she does not even remember what movie they saw and responded to hints Head and syllables. Only the car parked in front of the pink Poppy cinema back to reality.
"Poppy are you doing here?" Brie bent to watch her friend from the window down. It was no surprise to find it there, you probably wanted to apologize.
"I saw Ty afternoon," the funereal tone of Poppy does not bode good. Mike knew the situation there and greeted the girls and Brie got into the car. On the way Poppy remained completely silent, then came home, sat on a bench in the garden and began to speak
"I've never had a best friend, I have always kept their distance from all the girls because , I was jealous of Ty, I did not want that to happen to them what it is success with you, I could not avoid. I know that I have put in a bad situation and that you felt betrayed, but as I was blinded by Tyron. It all started the first year of high school, when I began to see how people can be false in the world of the rich. I could not trust anyone, so Ty became my beacon of light, my certainty. Afternoon I saw him, we talked about ... I do not think I ever really listened to all these years we sonosciamo. He can never fall in love with me and maybe I'm not really in love with him "for all that time had been bent forward, watching the grass in front of her, but suddenly he was pulled up and she turned to Brie "Now that I've found a real person, I do not want to lose to a stupid fix. Brie you're my first real friend! "Brie moved hugged her" I forgive you, provided that the next time that Ty wants to kiss me, you tell me first! "" I promise! "Both burst out laugh like they used to do. The friendship can never be perfect, but it always goes beyond everything.
A week had passed and with it another weekend, this very quiet compared to the previous year, mainly because Ty Brie had carefully avoided, even if some than she would have wanted. He was always trying to to go to him when he saw him at the counter or on settees on some disco, the same was true for him, but both were at a safe distance for Poppy, which was used to the idea that his future was wonderful just collapsed. Brie instead began to adjust to social life, although it remained of the view that coca cola and pizza with friends was the perfect evening. He got to know better the environment of upper and Bridgeport had discovered that the favorite activity of young girls was the gossip. Who did what. It was really sad but not worried about it, indeed, it does not own the thong, because the people he knew, Poppy, Mike, Tyrone, were out from those vicious circles. There was someone who was saved, had those few friends with whom Poppy and Tyron came from years of high school. "A few but good" Poppy always said. Apart from the night life and the exuberance of Poppy that, although she had been sorely tried, began to surface slowly, spent the weekend Brie normal. Only once she had found herself in dangerous contact with Ty, on Saturday afternoon, when he presented himself at his home without notice.
"Tyron! What brings you here? "
" I was jogging - and I saw, hot, sweaty, Brie undressed him with her eyes - and I moved here to invite you to lunch tomorrow at my house "
An invitation to lunch? It was the last thing he expected.
"Still, my mother is inviting you, it would take to get to know you, I'll keep at a safe distance"
's true! Even the mother of Tyrone was Littlecrops, he had completely forgotten! "Thank her for me, I can not wait to meet you too!"
The next day at lunch he came to the house of Tyrone as expected, happy because they would speak and all of Littlecrops day and have temporarily forgotten the chaotic life of Bridgeport, loved the village so remote that it lacked much. Tyron presented the family, the father, the director of a company that produced a strange material that Brie had never heard of her sister, a beautiful girl with blue eyes like those of Tyron and finally the mother, who discovered Brie ; be the lady who had met a week earlier in front of the villa of Tyron.
"It 's a pleasure to meet you! Come, dinner is ready - he said affectionately, taking her arm and bringing it into the living room - I hope you like the roast "" Like? 'm Going crazy! "
Lunch passed pleasantly, indeed, for it was like Brie feel at home for the first time during those weeks. She and her mother Tyron monopolized the discourse on Littlecrops, its 3000 inhabitants, the town near the school that both had attended, the parties of the country, mainly on what had changed and what had remained the same. They were so taken by the memories that sometimes they forgot the other three people sitting at the table. After lunch we had talked so much that now Brie could not give her more of her. "Come Brie, I want to show you something" Brie followed her into a sitting room ... Shannon sat on the couch, so called, leaned forward to get a photo album resting on the table, gave it to him in hand, "Look," he said.
Brie thinking opened the album to see pictures of the life of Shannon Littlecrops, but the entire front page was occupied by a vertical picture with two girls. Brie froze. My heart began to beat faster. One of them was to be Shannon obviously young, but the other girl was ... was his mother! He had no doubts, it was his mother and what you saw was behind the house where her grandparents had grown up Brie. "Your mother ... - Said the mother of Ty Brie while still staring at the photo in his hands, was my best friend ... "
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