3.13 BTS

The door of Damon’s bedroom went open and Katherine walked in with a breakfast plate. Damon looked up with a weird expression. “What are te doing, Katherine?” “Bringing te breakfast, of course” she detto lifting the plate. She walked to the letto and crawled on it. “It has all your favorites” she detto pleased with herself. Damon looked at the plate. “No, these are all your favorites” Damon said. “You’re lucky I’m not picky” He took one of the sandwiches and bit it. “You know, if you’re hitting on me, te can just-” He stopped and gagged. Katherine looked at Damon...

A woman with brown curly hair was cleaning the lunch tavolo while looking at the clock on the bacheca every five seconds. Her husband was gone working. She still couldn’t believe it. How could he be so calm. “Don’t worry, Rachel, she’s with Derek. She called you, that means she’s learning to be responsible” Responsible, my ass, Rachel thought. Responsible would be coming home after school instead of hanging around with that boyfriend of hers. And could she really trust him? After all he was a seventeen anno old guy who probably did his thinking with his dick instead of his head. As...

Present Day
Jeremy was brushing his teeth when he saw Anna’s reflection in the mirror. He should have startled, but he just spit out the toothpaste and washed his mouth. “When I turn around you’ll be gone, won’t you?” he said. He saw Anna shrugging her shoulders. “You’ll never know if te don’t try” she said. Jeremy turned around and to his surprise Anna was still standing da the window-ledge. “How is this possible?” Jeremy asked. “How can te be standing there while I know you’re dead? I saw how they took you. And Damon detto they killed you” Anna looked down. “Damon...