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ET 4 /? Memories

Jajaja I remember when I wrote this ... what times. XD should re-write ...





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and get up and I am the sea. I walk and my body is paralyzed by cold. It notes that there is none of these tropical beaches. The water is glacial and electrocuted me enough to leave me numb. I throw myself against a wave and I feel like my blood vacíay takes her power, but after the wave decreases, reappear on the surface, took the salt air and feel on my lips, a cry to recover and follow the beat . Do not know the name of this beach, much less how to get here, I'm just an addition on the trip.

my uncle was the brainchild of Matthew, who made sure we came all. I mean with all his family, his wife and four children, his sister Hikari my aunt, uncle Krono and his three children, plus the aggregate, it's me and Joel. I still swim, less and less cold, darker and moving away from the shore, until I feel that my feet no longer run into the bottom and stop. I see the rest and all are playing in the sand. Without me. Decide

back to the coast, close to them. Swim back, calmly, trying to get the current does not drag me inside. Miro once ground the beach, and currency as Kyle was hugging Lonekke while laughing. As if they were engaged. I feel my blood boil. Helpless, disgusted, useless.

So my attempt to return process, and begin to float. Drifted, closing my eyes, hoping that the sea swallowed me and I lost. I could drown and no one would notice. And that very thought fills me with shame. Hatred. Despair. No one is indispensable, I think.

Damn. I can not get the image of the two embraced. I feel bad. Two years ago I declare Lonekke and reject me. "Thanks" he said. And then I reject, because we were cousins. Although it has never imported it when you are with Kyle.

I always thought that if I had said that I accepted because it was a dowdy type, which bored him, among other things, not to be cousins, I would have hurt less. That was another reason to hate my mother. Because of him I am related by blood to Lonnie. Not enough to bring me into this world, not growing up or anything, but it is also to blame for the world's most beautiful woman I refuse to be "unrelated." I really do not care. Blood ties are nothing so important, I always thought that people have over-valued. I well I live without my parents. While not denying that I still love blood ties, but would not have been related to my beloved grandparents, and Mishiru Kaijuu Jinsei Hiwatari, or my Uncle Matthew.
Just over a half Anoy my grandfather committed suicide after my grandmother died as a result of an attack. Why I hate the economic situation we have. We are one of the powers of Russia. Europe. That's why things have always happened murky, and one of those is the death of my grandmother, who was to rescue two of my cousins. Giselle, the daughter of my Uncle Matt, and Shinichi, Kaisuke my uncle's son, like my mother's brother, who had been kidnapped. I never failed to explain how my mother could be a relative of people like this. Not seem to know nothing. These people are much better ...


A wave lid completely and I lost my balance. I sink. And stay there, below. start moving towards the shore again, without coming to the surface.

takes several minutes and below. It hurts my ears and lungs, give me some stitches in his head inclusive. I am missing oxygen. Ojala and drown me now, do not do anything to get out. My muscles relax, to enjoy the sensation of going slowly losing ...



I take a cup of coffee. Loaded and hot. I have a beige towel on my shoulders. My Uncle Matthew is sitting beside me, and I passed a hand through my hair without commenting anything.
I am sure that he understood he tried to drown me, because I get to my hand and took me in his arms, urging me to play, he saw that he had no desire, he offered me hot coffee and so we left the sea, and we lay in the sand.
We are staying in a hotel, a few meters from the beach, so do not go down all at this place. Of the adults came my Uncle Matt, as always, and my uncle Krono. In addition to Joel, Kyle, Lotte, Giss, Owen, Lonnie and Daniel. I did better that all but Sean. Just arrived, Owen and Daniel left his things and went to one side away to make your own. Lottchen sunbathing, Giselle keeps him company. Benji was a ride to the surrounding hinterland. He refused to accompany him. Do not insist.

Benji and Joel, my best friend. Or as close to best friend I have. I consider him my best friend, honestly, I was born a doubt whether I considered perhaps the best friend or not. It does not matter much anyway. Whatever. I know I do not deserve your appreciation, so I do not go better, I'm happy with the attention it gives me.

I continue.


As Benji went without me. It had nothing to do. I saw my golden opportunity to play around on the beach with my goddess, but too late. As always. Kyle and she already had plans. With the almost telepathic communication I always envied him for Ky. Iban to do something. They spoke as key. So I preferred not to interfere better. It was not my business. I had not been informed.

That's how I decided to get to swim. Solo. Until my uncle invited me to coffee. And as we drank it I started to talk. Cases have been curious. My uncle is a lawyer. Or stories as a child, child, youth, etc. I like to talk. It makes me feel alive, and know that at least someone notices my existence. Why I love my uncle Matt. I would like be his son. Too bad you can not. I've always wanted him to be my father. Pity.

never really moved me deeply Lon preference for Kyle. There is no reason to get lost. Between him and me. I'm a mess, a waste, a zero, and Kyle no. It's perfect. He is the son of my uncle Matt. Is all that I will never be. I envy you.

mainly envy Lonnie wants. And he loves. Does not love you, I'm sure. She must love Joel. But I envy them their relationship, a relationship more you try, never be achieved. It is not news anyway. I'm useless for everything.

I feel like someone is sitting next to me. It is Lonnie. I know without even turning to see her. Recognize the delicate aroma anywhere. Also, my body betrays, it completely tight.

I do not like that feeling. Before her I am weak. It is very easy to bend to it. Now I do not want her. I remain disturbed by the scene with Kyle. I would not, but I can not help it. She is beautiful.

This lying beside me, with the stomach into the air. Are you using a full swimsuit black. Pretty nice. Or, she does look beautiful. His eyes are closed.
I adore her gray eyes. Bright and cheerful. That are beautiful as she smiles, her lips are smiling, perhaps recalling something. Something to be done with Kyle.

I get upset again. She looked away.

- Hector "Is something wrong? -

look at my Uncle Matthew that I was smiling. Refuse, also throwing in the sand, leaning next to Lonnie. I Quizásy claims.
And
did. So I'm happy enough. So I dedicated myself to enjoy the moment. I closed my eyes, and fits me a little closer to her. Again I said nothing.

Quizásy for her do not exist, and this is why I did not say anything. That single thought depressed me a lot, so I feel immediately, and start to appreciate again.

My Uncle Matt was a few minutes to set my mind was completely occupied by Lonnie. She follows with her eyes closed. Quizásy want to end up with skin cancer.

- The Sun is strong.


- A little. -

When he answers opens his eyes and looks at me. I smile immediately to have your attention, and she answered the gesture.

- How was the water?

- Cold.

She nods at my reply sitting, stretched his arms
and then removed some sand that had been in her brown hair.

- You look good.

She just smiles. I know that still bothers me. It bothers me that you feel uncomfortable. But it does not matter much, because I can not do anything. My feelings will not change just by wanting it.

- Thanks.

- It's nothing, just tell the truth. There is no greater beauty than you, more so with that suit BATHING feel that way, you look like a nymph.

She immediately begins to laugh a bit nervous and her cheeks were stained red.

- Barbero.

I laughed when I say that. I am not a barber, but I always said so. I like to say beautiful things. Because she is beautiful. Sensitive. A gem.

But that is not mine.

I sigh and get up. Coffee cup left on one side and start walking across the sand. My feet are buried in the sand, forming tracks. I feel she still has the look, but turned to her.



I remember when my grandfather was alive Jinsei always stepping on me to follow in his footsteps, sometimes walking with big steps and I had to jump to keep pace. I miss him. He was someone fabulous.
I realize that unconsciously I started to jump between steps of people who previously had walked along the beach. I see me ridiculous. But I am. So no matter.

- ET!

I stop to hear that Benji called me. He is the only person that says "ET." That peculiar nickname was born the day we met. Two years ago, when we were twelve. When I get to the course.

was September, school begins, shortly before I declare a Reiver. So I knew in my prime. When the teacher reported the arrival of a new student, the girls in the room were excited enough, and they were disappointed with what arrived.

Joel is a handsome boy. He is blond and his eyes are blue. Her skin is white and has some very special features, lively but serious. It's rapper. Get serious and the room with his arms crossed.

- His name is Joel Benjamin Bouvier and comes from the U.S.. Detroit, USA. Hope you get well.

remember the professor said, before ordering him to sit next to me. I was the only student's room was without a partner. I do not really like that were to invade my place, and when I look I noticed that we were beaten.


- Do not like this place?




The student looked at me again.

- Go. No. I do not like Moscow. I do not like Russia. I love taking the start. But the laws still give responsibility and rights over me to my mother. I remember being told as a presentation. Leaving clear that he wanted nothing to my country. I present. Then Lonnie did the same. Benji could not pronounce her name. Reiver Lonekke. "Re-i-see" he said. Today even that. He says "Resale" or "Beast"

After that I went to lunch with Joel. And that gave me the nickname. I said, "Hector" was too long. I was too lazy to call me that.

Azael thought me (my middle name), Hécty, then I do not know why but thought of "ET." I started to laugh about the nickname and said it was fine. It was the first time anyone bothered to even a detail like that.

Ky tell Kyle to tell Lonnie Lonekke to Lottchen: Lotte. Me? Hector. So I like ET and continued talking after that and gave me the privilege of calling "Benji." When I allowed to say so, I said

- I just let my best friends told me so without hitting them.

I felt very proud to have that honor.

Benji came to me. Her hair is wet. Soaked. Although his shirt no. Perhaps it was to swim. I remember my failed attempt to drown. If I had invited him, that episode did not exist, I imagine.

- Hello - I say.

- Hello.

- What?

- Go to a Disco I found. Are you coming?

"We'll go '. He said it in plural. I gather that refers to Kyle, and he Lonekke. I burning stomach the thought. Jealousy. Lonnie Kyle apart from me, I have fear Benji also find that it is better than me. I do not like anything the idea that they have a friendship.

- Who? - Question by question.

- Your cousin Kyle, Resale and me.

I knew.

- Agreed. Come on.

can not refuse.

Because it was Benji who invites you.

The place he found Benji is quite popular as it looks. Although not everyone has access. There is a guard at the entrance that takes care that all new recruits are of age. With our age and status would be impossible to enter college, but the guy knew our name, and this opened the doors. He had no problem with letting us pass. Being

magnates has advantages and disadvantages.

When we entered, the last hit of that stinky Daddy Yankee pounces on me, gets me in the ears, stunned, almost made me lose balance. I look at my companions, who did not seem affected in the minimum.

- What a nice place. - I heard from Lonnie.

to me it seems rather a classic album. Nothing interesting in my opinion. There is a giant screen projecting a video of girls dancing in bikinis. A DJ plays music on a stage. The bar is located in a corner. Hundreds of people everywhere. Dark walls, being illuminated from time to time by different colors, green, blue, fuchsia ...

- Come on.

- Vamos!

I see them go to the dance floor. I'm not. I do not like these places, so while they go, I go to the bar. Quite odd, indeed. He had hundreds of neon lights, hidden everywhere, which bounced off mirrors and bowls, creating strange contours.

- Good decor.

do not know why I said it, but I did. If it looked good. It was almost a movie.

The bartender heard my comment, I think, because I sonríey makes a gesture to approach me to find discussion. I get up before that happens and I'll go elsewhere.

- Hello, my name is Vanessa, do you? Miro

sideways. The question was asked with a sultry voice. She is an inch shorter than me, his hair is curly

and blond, blue eyes, fair complexion, wearing a tight black shirt and jeans. It's pretty, I think, but never more so than Lon.

- Hector courtesy reply.

- You want a drink, Hector? I pay.

- No.

- Hey, if I do not bite. And if I bite does not hurt. - This last he says with a wink, an act that seems to be intended to be flirtatious. I laughed a little, half nervous laughter for his nerve. This chick who thinks he is.

- So?

- No. - I repeat.

I'm a little bitter. Bored, maybe. I can accept his proposal, just to pick her up, and I do not drink and forget my worries for a while. But I do not. The thought of dating another girl who is not my beautiful Lonekke seems inconceivable. I feel that would be like betraying her, but I know it's absurd because I never take it into account. Still, I do not want any other.

Maybe I become a monk.

That would be funny.

- Come on, Hector, just a drink. - I insist. Interlock

my eyes and stared at her. When I say 'No' is a 'no'. Never change my mind. Well, except Benji Lon or they ask me, but this chick is not one of them, so is starting to annoy me. She was silent, I go.
My grandfather always looked well to people, causing them to stay quiet, because it got too nervous. From what I see, I too it.

The DJ says 'Gasolina' just to irk me. I know you are not that guy.




I found.

It seems perfect, at least for me it is. Although this depresses me a little, knowing well that never will be mine. Because we are cousins.

Because I love. Her straight hair moves from side to side. Hypnotize me. It seems from this distance smell their sweet aroma. And imagine his smile, his eyes on me. It's beautiful. Perfect.

invade me suddenly feel unwell. Nausea, stomach pain, anger, helplessness. Kyle began to dance with her. Close together. Stuck. In a very provocative.

And she smiles.

Le shine their eyes and smile. Le

sonríea Kyle.

- Jealous, ET?

I did not realize when Benji came to me. I look at him and smiled slightly.

- I am not alone.

- Shut up. - She says with a tone of annoyance in his voice.

- Solo said.

- I hate Resale.

- If you say it.

keep my little smile to see Benji furrows his brow a bit annoying. But I do not know if my comments, or because these two are even more attached.

Maybe both. I do not know.

But I do not tolerate.

- I invite you to a drink.

- You do not drink, ET

- You do. - Answer, I want to get away from this place soon, but I will not be very obvious.

Joel laughed and spent one of his arms on my shoulders, use whatever approaching him. Amazed, forgetting to why he invited for a drink ...

- Well, let's have a drink, 'Dear' ET