My passport seemed to be taking so long to be ready. And Ema’s cousin seemed to be taken da the beauty and charm in Europe. I had a life that didn’t mean anything, sleep, eat, and drink. Not even working. It’s been two weeks since I’m in Robert’s house. Ema visited me whenever she could. I didn’t dare to walk two steps after the front door of the house o the successivo thing I’d be seeing is me on the ground, my hands behind my head and taken to prison to spend probably the rest of my life in it.
Among everything I didn’t have the slightest feeling of guilt. I thought I was right that I did what I did and refused the fact that I may be wrong.
As I stepped into the small living room, I looked around me. How did I end up here with Ema’s driver in his house sitting all giorno long in his living room, starring through the window at the streets which I longed to go and walk through them. Even più painful thoughts came up on my mind while I’m sitting and doing nothing. My thoughts had driven me away. Recalling every single memory I had in my mind since the giorno I killed that man until the giorno Robert caught me, when my life suddenly became very pleasant and uncomfortable to me. giorno after giorno I asked myself did it worth it? Turning my life to collina because of him? I could’ve run away, oh indeed I could. It wouldn’t have been be hard at all. But I got out my entire anger in that coltello that I pushed in his cuore to kill him at the moment. Here I am sitting again beside the window I thought.
A brief moment passed when I could clear my head just to see Patrick’s picture following me and his voice in my ears as if he was talking to me at the moment. I couldn’t forget his words at the night I left their house. Their influence was to powerful that I could hardly take them out of my head. It was since the last time I have seen him, I was questioning my decision in killing my husband. Questioning it but yet not feeling guilty. As every time I start to convince myself and say that it was wrong and unacceptable, another part of me says oh but he hurt te so much he would’ve hurt più women after you. I was fooling no one but me. How silly I was for thinking in such unreasonable way!
Robert suddenly came and interrupted my thoughts. He looked exhausted and worried he was in a situation I didn’t use to see him in it. He’s a good man, and a loyal friend. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans. He gave me a smile and sank in the first chair he saw.
“You look exhausted” I said. He looked up at me and detto
“No I’m fine, just a bit tired”
“Aren’t te going to Ema’s today?”
“No”
“Why is that?”
He moved inoltrare, avanti and put his hands against his knees and looked downwards “I think I’ll never go back there again” He detto sadly
“What why wouldn’t you?! I mean Ema would want to visit her aunt in the fancy house of hers sometime and she’ll need you”
“Well I had just made a big mistake that I may lose my job”
I looked at him in wondering eyes tried to read his face which seemed very much in pain. He knew what I’ll ask next; therefore he suddenly looked up at me and detto in an angry accent
“Well, te want to know why. I’ll tell te why. It’s because I’m having an affair with her- her adored daughter’s nanny. I Amore her and she loves me back and we knew it’s only a matter of time before Ema would catch us, and that happened today. When I finally got to see her she threw herself in my arms unaware that Ema was about to get out of the house.”He calmed down a little took a breath then detto calmly.
“She saw us and she gave me an angry look. I came back here without a word”
After a brief minuto of silence I detto “Wow te are in Amore with Meredith!”
“Karen ….”
“I know sorry, sorry I am stupid. But come on she is neither beautiful nor charming, unlike you”
“What a good reason not to fall in Amore with her Karen”
“What?! Forgive me to be sarcasm, but come on te just left! I mean te didn’t even listen to Ema. She may not be as angry as te think! Skipping a giorno in your work and having to cancella all her appointment that what makes her angry! I don’t think that she even cares that te are having an affair with her daughter’s nanny!”
“Well Karen, te weren’t there and te didn’t see her look” He detto that and got up moving towards his bedroom. I followed him telling him
“You have to go and talk to Ema. She’ll be mad if te don’t!”
As we reached the door he stode and said:
“Karen, please I’m hungry can we have a nice cena please.”
“Sure. I’ll cook if that would make te feel better. I don’t want te to be upset on my birthday.”
“It’s your birthday!” He detto shyly “Well happy birthday” He detto and gave me a smile and swiftly got into the room and stroke the door behind him in my face. I know te are not in a good mood and I’ll forgive te I whispered as if I was talking to him.
I was genuinely happy that I have such a good friend who’s simple, caring, and clever. I felt completely satisfied that Ema chose him to find me and let me stay in his house. o if it has been someone else god knows who he would be. I started to walk in the cucina discovering it as it was the first time I get into it. He didn’t let me cook all these two weeks, he used to do it, but since he was in a bad mood I was the one who has to cook. And I have no idea how he ate what I cooked, it was barely eatable. But he wasn’t in a mood to complain about anything so he sat on the other side of the tavolo silently and ate his dish.
I started to pick up the plates and placed them in the sink. I got into the bathroom to wash my hand, I opened the water tab and washed my hands looked at myself in the mirror, how pale I was and thin, I wasn’t sleeping nor eating well all this period of time. I moved quickly to the hanged towel unaware of the after shave cream Robert had left on the edge of the washer opened, so my hand dropped it accidently on my yellow camicia “Damn it” I whispered. I got up to my room to change and thought of an idea that might cheer up Robert. As my room was upstairs beside the supplies room, I was going downstairs and didn’t wait to reach the end of the stairs to talk instead I detto while I was going downstairs:
“Hey Robert why don’t we get a birthday cake ……” A shocking surprise was waiting for me dawn in the hall beside the front door. Robert was standing and Patrick was beside him. They both looked at me, and Patrick was surprised to see me in his house as he slightly opened his mouth with amusement. I felt very nervous but managed to finish my way downstairs with shaky legs, and searched my voice which seemed to disappear da the sudden appearance of Patrick. “Hi Patrick” I detto shakily
He turned to Robert and detto confusingly “What the hell is she doing here?!!”
“Patrick……”
“I’m talking with him. I’m waiting Robert”
“Mr. Widmore” Robert detto “Mrs. Widmore told me to hide her here for the time being. She is trying to get her a fake passport so she can travel to Mexico. I don’t understand I thought Mrs. Widmore told you!”
“Well it seems that this slipped from her memory” He detto that and walked towards the door.
“Patrick wait” I shouted “Please don’t hate me I know that te do but I don’t want te to hate me …….” My word had no influence on him as he didn’t even bother turning around he got out of the house and stroke the door behind him. He must hate me I thought, I lied to him after all. But wait he wouldn’t be upset that much if he didn’t care that means he cares yes he does care! My lips slightly curved to a smile and I felt a certain satisfaction
“Are te ok?”Robert asked
“Yes I’m perfectly fine” I answered without turning around.
Among everything I didn’t have the slightest feeling of guilt. I thought I was right that I did what I did and refused the fact that I may be wrong.
As I stepped into the small living room, I looked around me. How did I end up here with Ema’s driver in his house sitting all giorno long in his living room, starring through the window at the streets which I longed to go and walk through them. Even più painful thoughts came up on my mind while I’m sitting and doing nothing. My thoughts had driven me away. Recalling every single memory I had in my mind since the giorno I killed that man until the giorno Robert caught me, when my life suddenly became very pleasant and uncomfortable to me. giorno after giorno I asked myself did it worth it? Turning my life to collina because of him? I could’ve run away, oh indeed I could. It wouldn’t have been be hard at all. But I got out my entire anger in that coltello that I pushed in his cuore to kill him at the moment. Here I am sitting again beside the window I thought.
A brief moment passed when I could clear my head just to see Patrick’s picture following me and his voice in my ears as if he was talking to me at the moment. I couldn’t forget his words at the night I left their house. Their influence was to powerful that I could hardly take them out of my head. It was since the last time I have seen him, I was questioning my decision in killing my husband. Questioning it but yet not feeling guilty. As every time I start to convince myself and say that it was wrong and unacceptable, another part of me says oh but he hurt te so much he would’ve hurt più women after you. I was fooling no one but me. How silly I was for thinking in such unreasonable way!
Robert suddenly came and interrupted my thoughts. He looked exhausted and worried he was in a situation I didn’t use to see him in it. He’s a good man, and a loyal friend. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans. He gave me a smile and sank in the first chair he saw.
“You look exhausted” I said. He looked up at me and detto
“No I’m fine, just a bit tired”
“Aren’t te going to Ema’s today?”
“No”
“Why is that?”
He moved inoltrare, avanti and put his hands against his knees and looked downwards “I think I’ll never go back there again” He detto sadly
“What why wouldn’t you?! I mean Ema would want to visit her aunt in the fancy house of hers sometime and she’ll need you”
“Well I had just made a big mistake that I may lose my job”
I looked at him in wondering eyes tried to read his face which seemed very much in pain. He knew what I’ll ask next; therefore he suddenly looked up at me and detto in an angry accent
“Well, te want to know why. I’ll tell te why. It’s because I’m having an affair with her- her adored daughter’s nanny. I Amore her and she loves me back and we knew it’s only a matter of time before Ema would catch us, and that happened today. When I finally got to see her she threw herself in my arms unaware that Ema was about to get out of the house.”He calmed down a little took a breath then detto calmly.
“She saw us and she gave me an angry look. I came back here without a word”
After a brief minuto of silence I detto “Wow te are in Amore with Meredith!”
“Karen ….”
“I know sorry, sorry I am stupid. But come on she is neither beautiful nor charming, unlike you”
“What a good reason not to fall in Amore with her Karen”
“What?! Forgive me to be sarcasm, but come on te just left! I mean te didn’t even listen to Ema. She may not be as angry as te think! Skipping a giorno in your work and having to cancella all her appointment that what makes her angry! I don’t think that she even cares that te are having an affair with her daughter’s nanny!”
“Well Karen, te weren’t there and te didn’t see her look” He detto that and got up moving towards his bedroom. I followed him telling him
“You have to go and talk to Ema. She’ll be mad if te don’t!”
As we reached the door he stode and said:
“Karen, please I’m hungry can we have a nice cena please.”
“Sure. I’ll cook if that would make te feel better. I don’t want te to be upset on my birthday.”
“It’s your birthday!” He detto shyly “Well happy birthday” He detto and gave me a smile and swiftly got into the room and stroke the door behind him in my face. I know te are not in a good mood and I’ll forgive te I whispered as if I was talking to him.
I was genuinely happy that I have such a good friend who’s simple, caring, and clever. I felt completely satisfied that Ema chose him to find me and let me stay in his house. o if it has been someone else god knows who he would be. I started to walk in the cucina discovering it as it was the first time I get into it. He didn’t let me cook all these two weeks, he used to do it, but since he was in a bad mood I was the one who has to cook. And I have no idea how he ate what I cooked, it was barely eatable. But he wasn’t in a mood to complain about anything so he sat on the other side of the tavolo silently and ate his dish.
I started to pick up the plates and placed them in the sink. I got into the bathroom to wash my hand, I opened the water tab and washed my hands looked at myself in the mirror, how pale I was and thin, I wasn’t sleeping nor eating well all this period of time. I moved quickly to the hanged towel unaware of the after shave cream Robert had left on the edge of the washer opened, so my hand dropped it accidently on my yellow camicia “Damn it” I whispered. I got up to my room to change and thought of an idea that might cheer up Robert. As my room was upstairs beside the supplies room, I was going downstairs and didn’t wait to reach the end of the stairs to talk instead I detto while I was going downstairs:
“Hey Robert why don’t we get a birthday cake ……” A shocking surprise was waiting for me dawn in the hall beside the front door. Robert was standing and Patrick was beside him. They both looked at me, and Patrick was surprised to see me in his house as he slightly opened his mouth with amusement. I felt very nervous but managed to finish my way downstairs with shaky legs, and searched my voice which seemed to disappear da the sudden appearance of Patrick. “Hi Patrick” I detto shakily
He turned to Robert and detto confusingly “What the hell is she doing here?!!”
“Patrick……”
“I’m talking with him. I’m waiting Robert”
“Mr. Widmore” Robert detto “Mrs. Widmore told me to hide her here for the time being. She is trying to get her a fake passport so she can travel to Mexico. I don’t understand I thought Mrs. Widmore told you!”
“Well it seems that this slipped from her memory” He detto that and walked towards the door.
“Patrick wait” I shouted “Please don’t hate me I know that te do but I don’t want te to hate me …….” My word had no influence on him as he didn’t even bother turning around he got out of the house and stroke the door behind him. He must hate me I thought, I lied to him after all. But wait he wouldn’t be upset that much if he didn’t care that means he cares yes he does care! My lips slightly curved to a smile and I felt a certain satisfaction
“Are te ok?”Robert asked
“Yes I’m perfectly fine” I answered without turning around.
Serena
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but te don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe te just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
te can dry up the tears te see, but te can never dry up the tears your cuore sheds. Because when te cry, your cuore gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but te don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe te just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
te can dry up the tears te see, but te can never dry up the tears your cuore sheds. Because when te cry, your cuore gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
I hate you
But I just can’t seem to break you
Do I want te here?
Do I want te gone?
Everyone says your such a tease
But not to me
Are te real?
Are te fake?
Do I need to be
With this drama queen
te spout lies
No truth to be found
Why am I still
Trying to see the good in you?
Is it worth it?
Should I listen to them?
They tell me to go
Before I’m a victim
Of te mighty undoing
I won’t fall
I’ve made a promise
Can I keep it?
Will I leave?
Will I remain?
Promises
Sins
They all appear
The same
Lies
Sentences
Preach the
Difference
I’m listening to you
I can’t break you
I’m falling now
No one to catch me
Do I leave now
That I’ve fallen
Are te worth my time?
Am I worth this pain?
God, help me choose
For this is not my decision
Any longer
I’ve put my faith in my despair
Now mostra me the answer
Tell me what to do
Do I stay
o do I leave you?
But I just can’t seem to break you
Do I want te here?
Do I want te gone?
Everyone says your such a tease
But not to me
Are te real?
Are te fake?
Do I need to be
With this drama queen
te spout lies
No truth to be found
Why am I still
Trying to see the good in you?
Is it worth it?
Should I listen to them?
They tell me to go
Before I’m a victim
Of te mighty undoing
I won’t fall
I’ve made a promise
Can I keep it?
Will I leave?
Will I remain?
Promises
Sins
They all appear
The same
Lies
Sentences
Preach the
Difference
I’m listening to you
I can’t break you
I’m falling now
No one to catch me
Do I leave now
That I’ve fallen
Are te worth my time?
Am I worth this pain?
God, help me choose
For this is not my decision
Any longer
I’ve put my faith in my despair
Now mostra me the answer
Tell me what to do
Do I stay
o do I leave you?