The Morning After Pill Aftereffects

Besame

Confession

What perhaps did not notice? Do you not hear his heart break with every one of his jokes? Maybe the thunder announcing the storm to come you can not hear the pieces crashing ground, breaking into a million pieces.

did not even know how they started to argue, just remember to have been sitting on the banks of the lake and after a heated argument, full of insults that all he did was hurt.

"You're just a stupid spat face-cracked, causing it to another piece of your heart, it appears to end on the floor, torn to pieces, all I wanted was someone stopped the kid.

The roar of another thunder came to his ears, making it react.

"Shut up, Malfoy," was all he managed to articulate, for all his mind was busy trying to contain the tears that were so close like rain.

"That witty response, Potter said sarcastically

Another loud thunder cross the sky and some big drops began to fall from the sky, always knew you were a useless, I never knew were also an idiot-

Harry replied, his brain was dazed by the searing pain in his chest pain caused by the words of blond.

- Do not you say? Gryffindor had thought the value-clenched fists sharply stifling the urge to let out her grief but you can expect from San Potter, never really fit-

Crash! The final piece fell, thousands of pieces on the floor, pieces that would cost a lot back together and he did not realize he did not understand as it hurt. Perhaps if those words out of another mouth, shallow reach hurt less but had to come from him, the blonde took away his breath, he stole sighs, which took possession of dreams and invaded his thoughts, the same that caused his heart beating at a thousand per hour ...

Tears fell down her face, treacherous, mingled with rain, her skin burning, trampling their pride, if there was something about him.

"Always at odds, Potter, you were never like the others, but having a split face like that ..." His body reacted instinctively, the way to the Slytherin and shoved him hard, making him stumble, Harry was completely soaked and appreciated that fact for the rain hid her tears, her pain, her face covered drops with greater force at every moment.

- What is your problem? "He cried, lightning lit the sky and the sound of thunder filled his ears," Why do you hate me?! -back to push the snake, her cheeks burned by the stupid tears that did not stop running down his cheeks, "Why?" Draco looked at him in silence with wide eyes

>> Do not you realize how much I hurt? "he shouted before measuring his words, but at this point and did not mind, I had no nothing to lose, do not listen when my heart breaks in each of your insults?! -

The rain became stronger, tears out faster, with clenched fists beating Draco's chest with such force that the little blond boy just what felt like a caress, both hands clutched the wet clothes and his knees buckled.

"You do not realize that I love you Draco and that your every word my heart breaks, because they only hear from your lips insults, when requested by kissing, can not understand ..." His voice cracked and tears began to throw content, lost in the pain in his chest.

image Draco looked surprised and said nothing Harry took the dolls and separated from his body, the boy looked at him with watery eyes and that was when he saw for the first time a stabbing pain, a deep sadness , expressive eyes showed Potter every emotion with the clarity of the letters in the paper of a book.

much damage he had caused his cowardice, how much pain he had caused her fear of rejection, now, the rain, I could say I was a fool for having feared So he had hurt that he swore to love.

"Please Draco said in a tone of supplication the Gryffindor, looking into his eyes and beautiful had been hearing his name out of her lips, if not for me, I understand but at least I hurt, no thus, these destroying me slowly loosen the grip-intent but the blond held him tightly what was for hurting you? Why break up? Does not it was enough to have shattered her heart? Is being danced on his pride? "Let me go," asked

I do not want, "said the blonde in a firm voice not want to leave you, Why? Why could not let go in order to flee her of that rainy afternoon, in order to escape his gaze, its presence, its aroma but mostly about their feelings, they made him miserable.

- What do you want? "One last tear slipped down her cheek and drops of rain were falling from the sky down to earth, do you want? -

you

-A Draco whispered, approaching dough into its body, Harry could only think that his mind was playing with his tormented heart, only you, that those horrible words were my way to hide my true feelings, the words hiding my face behind the mask of a coward, because you are your Harry Potter, you are master of my dreams, my love and longing, you in whom I keep thinking, who left me with a look breath-

Both hands, pale and long fingers rested gently on her cheeks, the breath of blonde filled his lungs and felt the heat given off by your body, despite the cold rain

-I love you too, the lips of the Snake joined his, a gentle touch and passionate, while the rain came down around their silhouettes drawing together into one.

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untimely Kiss ... without being ... and in silence,

Kiss ... slows ... you grow over time, what I feel,

were in the tragic and terrible battle that was taking place in the magnificent school of magic, the walls will fall to be impacted by curses and spells, destroying the splendor of the building, both sides fought with vehemence, as Harry dirigíaa room duties.

Kiss me! as if the world was over after ...

Kiss me! kiss kiss and put the heaven backwards,

Kiss me! without reason, because he wants your heart,

Kiss ...

malicious calls that swallowed everything in its power until it was reduced to ashes. Draco, next to the lifeless body of Goyle, with all the speed that allowed a broom, flew towards him, took his hand, like so many times but the boy was unconscious body too. He felt the despair running through every fiber of his being the thought that rescue could not cry ... and then Ron helped Harry with the body of Goyle and Draco so he could raise the broom.

Smoke, fire, terror.

Fresh air, light relief.

Draco hugged Harry, fearing that the lion could disappear because Draco was sure the boy would give it all in battle.

Feel me ... in the wind,

While I, I die slow ...

Kiss me, no reason,

And this time always with you ....

caresses felt rough hands he loved, he saw the tears dare the figure of Harry smiling and he wanted to say something, I wanted to beg him to stop all, he wanted the two of them disappeared in the cruel struggle that was developing around him that watching him suffer in the clamor of battle slowly killing him. But I could not just could not do that to Harry, because he knew that despite their pleas continue fighting, so I leave aside their desires as many times she'd seen the Leo No, and I try to say something but could not, a lump in your throat stopped him, I wanted to tell you how much I loved him, I would always be there to support him in everything, so I just kissed him, tenderly, passionately, with all his love , contained in despair.

Kiss me! as if the world was over after ...

Kiss me! kiss kiss and put the heaven backwards,

Kiss me! without reason, because he wants your heart,

Kiss ...

The battle, however, did not stop, spells and curses flew through the air no matter anything and dead bodies fell on both sides. And Harry had to keep fighting and giving encouragement, but the hope must be in doubt, but he understood everything after seeing that memory, his duty was to die, he was always dying, and I would sacrifice a, for all those who fought in the battle, for those whom he loved, that deserved better.

left his duty to another person to venture to the imminent end, without saying goodbye to his friends, or acquaintances who had fought and lost so much about him, but then he saw it. Draco the rubble and corpses from the battle, standing with poise and elegance while Ginny looked away with a girl pequeñayn could help to continue to their destination as needed, one kiss from her lips. Approached under the invisibility cloak and covered him, startled, but before the blond said something caught her lips in a passionate kiss memorize every nook and cranny looking for the boy's mouth, and Draco knew at that moment he knew would come to, but said nothing, just leave kiss and dropped silent tears.

Kiss me! as if the world was over after ...

Kiss me! kiss kiss and put the heaven backwards,

Kiss me! without reason, because he wants your heart,

Kiss ...

was there, like the mighty lion who was facing a red-eyed monster, looked proud, impressive, sure, but he was afraid he could not conceive of losing it again, had enough of seeing his dead body still and believe that it happen again. Words. Poison. Fear. That's what was in the small talk, then cut off his breath to hear two spells to be cast, two light beams crossing space. Close your eyes and listen helplessly the heavy fall of a body and pray to the gods because it is not Harry. A great joy over his body, like an electric shock, adrenaline rush, to see him alive and could only scream and applaud enthusiastically as others, let others embrace it, what compliment because he deserves it, approach him slowly, look into his eyes, smiles and kisses Harry, regardless of anything or anyone, because they are together, only two of them, that Draco was one of the reasons why he decided to return because he loved him.

Kiss so mercilessly

Stay here without condition

Dame just one reason

And I'm me ...

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AM it took less time than I expected to adapt ... To me, however, I had a hard time adjusting to it ...

just sleeping, not eating much, he liked to go too much And all my energy was running out, and complained about everything you could complain - That water is very hot I can not bathe well! I do not understand why it is so difficult to find my shampoo in the supermarket ... Now the water is very cold! Do you want to kill me? Please get your dog to shut up ... I can not sleep ... (But if you do not sleep!) Those neighbors yours ... One of these days I will know what most resented ...-, my body were lost sleep because I had to spend almost half of the night sitting on the bedspread n caressing her hair to calm down when they gave the tremor by a lack of drugs, was beginning to feel better about it, trembled less, the tremors had decreased considerably, the cold sweat disappeared ...

Although, honestly ... Sometimes the preferred drug ... Complained less ... My mother had

failed to convince him to eat a little more, but in the end, always ate what he pleased at the time it felt like - "And I'm going to throw up anyway ..." ; said ...-, however, had managed to adapt to the family and had reached a point where you got tired of my mother would not let him call her "ma'am" and began ; to call her "mama", but because it was my mother because I thought that adopts as his own mother, and because my mother hacíaa feel happier. My mother also was a the only (with Julian) that M not missed anger, perhaps because my mother could look more threatening than six feet but not measured.

One sunny day in early July, M was lying on the mattress where they usually slept, and from time to time, I walked over him, he even stepped on it magician and I had to listen for half an hour a litany of complaints francésy English of which only half understood and decided to ignore ", he sat again and I started concentrating on my work.
"What are you doing? Get out of my room and no longer step on me. "
" For your information, dear, this room is MIA, you're just a guest ... "
" I'm sleeping here, in theory The room is mine ... "
My sewing machines and all my stuff still here, so it is more mine than yours, well this is not your house ..."
"Well, well, what are you doing?"
"I'm playing little meals ... For God's sake, what M looks like I'm doing? "
" You're sewing, but what you sew? "
" A dress for my ... "
" : And you going to wear? "
" No, M, I'm going to spread ... Seriously Who are you and what happened? You're doing pure dumb questions today ... "
" I'm bored ... "
" And pretend that entertain you ... "I got out of the machine and walked over M with a big stride to reach the table where my pins, I took the box, I sat on his abdomen and proceeded to put pins on the web, while listening to their complaints.
"It hurts!"
"It's more fun than you can spend here, baby ... Learn to live with it ... "
" Can not we go to that other city where it was warmer? I'm sure there are better things to do there ... "
" No, M, we can not ... I have no money ... "I tried to time as much as possible to the pins.
"Can we go to the park?"
"Again? We went to the park four times this week ... "
" But it's the only interesting place that is here ... And last weekend were those opera singers ... Who knows, and this weekend there is something more interesting ... "
" I do not think this weekend is absolutely nothing in the park, M. .. "
" Well, I'm terribly bored .. . And weights ... "
" That's it, baby ... That's what ... " I smiled, closed the box of pins, I put in place and I got up, M gave a long sigh of relief. I kept sewing

throughout that hot afternoon, while M was melting in the colchóny complained bitterly that he was dying of heat and boredom. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, I finally got tired of hearing their complaints, I turned off the machine, I made the dress aside, I stood up and walked to the door.
"You better be , s ready in twenty minutes, or I'll go to the park without you ... "
"THANK GOD!" He got a jump mattress and began sifting through her clothes something to wear, five minutes later, I was ready to go ... Anywhere, just get out.

was incredibly beneficial for me to walk beside M, seeing a girl foot six and two to the side of a six-foot boy gave a lot of advantages. Masons and the vague tossing me just to see, even though M was skinny as a stick, had a pint threatening, there was something in the way you look that made you feel intimidated, as if he knew absolutely everything you thought, as if knowing your next move and was ready to rip your head if you happened to try ...

The park was empty, as it always was when there was some special event-and M sought a space where there was shade to flop around like a cat and enjoy the cold. Sometimes I thought I was beginning to make love on the beach, because it was the only place I could be cool. We spent a few hours in the park, I bought an ice cream and returned home to the sultry and hot fact that although it was still July and it was hot.

At the end of July, thanks to the miraculous intervention of threatening my mother, I went at least five kilos and M up just a few ounces, but at least it was something ...

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couture suit really sad ...

The first time I realized that this was not working as I wanted was the third day that M was at home ...

Saturday and Sunday everything was perfect, except for a horizontal cut was relatively fresh in his right arm, he did it with scissors to cut chicken, it was not deep but bled a little, "but on Monday night, when I was asleep, I woke up with a start to get him standing over my bed, his hair on the face and breathing hard ...
"Are you okay?" I asked, though it was obvious he was not, I joined because I used to sleep with only my underwear and did not want to think anything unusual.

said nothing, sat on the bed with your hair on the face, staring into space, and it was then that I realized that was nothing but a child lost and frightened, there was , has taken a single drug in three days there was no drinking, no smoking, and cut him was not doing well because someone was always watching ... And only took three days ....

I saw so fragile, so pequeñoy confused ... Mom said it was just a scared child who wanted to utter despair that a mother take care ... How could we save? The truth is I do not know, and see it, so lonely and sad, breaks my heart ... I loved him so much as C, wished with all my being able to save your life ... C had told me that the best thing now was to leave him alone, but how could I leave him alone if he was there, sitting on my bed, staring at nothing?

without much "Since there was nothing that he had not seen before elsewhere, I got out of bed, took my pants that was lying on the floor and put it on me Ely stood before I offered my hand, I was like a being from another planet.
"What are you doing?"
"Come, let's get to bed ..."
"Really?" He smiled a half smile, and hit in the arm.
"Do not play dumb with me ... I'll be there with you until you fall asleep ... Come on, come on ... "

I sat on the mattress against the wall, legs stretched and put his head on my lap, covered it loosely with a sheet and I was ; there, humming softly and stroking his hair, did not sleep and neither do I, but was quiet few hours, although he felt that he destroyed inside, sweating despite the room was cold, and trembling though his face was warm, After a while, took the pillow and sat on her head without looking at me, and I understood it was time to leave him alone with whatever you were feeling at that moment, I left the studio and got into bed, and although he had not done before, wept in silence, without anyone noticing, out of pure fear ...

Fear that could not save him, afraid that me out of hand ...

Fear of losing ... Afraid that love was not enough to save ...

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dogs, pancakes and music

M is not an obsessed fan of animals, but neither will make a face if they are close, say that you like and now. My house is filled with dogs. Four dogs to be exact.

M So when he first came to open the door to the house behind where we were, never thought that a cross between a Siberian Husky with her German Shepherd jump above, and despite its feet tall, was thin as a rake, and Lucy-the crossing in question, knocked him down with her own weight and began to lick her face. M stood still a moment, frowning, but it was left to do.
"Lucy, go!" Shock Lucy with the broom and the dog took it off, but did not stop running around, sniffing his tail wagging pantalóny. "Sorry, Lucy is so ..."
"Okay ..." M Lucy stroked his head slowly. "It nice ... "
" Maybe you're here when her cubs are born. "
" I do not want to see the birth of the puppies, then you'll be seeing it ... "Lucy began to lick her jeans, and M frowned. "You always do that?"
"Yes, it has something to lick pants ... I'm still trying to understand ... "I sighed, pushing away Lucy's pants. "Ok, get out, get out of here!" Lucy ran around the yard a bit and then lay down in the shade. "Did you eat breakfast?"
"No. .." M shrugged. "I do not usually eat breakfast ..."
"Mom made pancakes, right?"
"I do not think ... I say that not as much ... if breakfast, not eat for the rest of the day. "
" Well, you're missing ... "I entered the house and M was left out with Lucy. After a few minutes, went back inside, his clothes and hair filled with soil. Lucy I figured him down again.

Instead of my mother, I was the one who was making pancakes, since I spent beating my meal because my mother was sore back and had gone to bed. I had the laptop on the table, with music, and sang while beating the flour, not even really realized when M sat next to the computer, watching me.

I noticed his presence only when I turned around and saw him there with a silly grin, as if to mock me, gave him a glare.
"What? So wrong song? "
" No, just ... It's strange ... "
" What is so strange? I love music ... And prepare to be surrounded by different types of music for three months ... "
" I do not see any problem with that ... "shrugged M . "I like the music."
"Are you sure you do not want pancakes? "I showed the flour. "C is hoping to go up by at least one gram ... Give the taste ... "
" But if breakfast, I eat in the evening obligarása ... "
" As you wish, but at least eat something ... I do not want to bother my mother will not eat ... "
" Well, pancakes and now ... It's everything you eat during the day ... "
" That it is gain to me ... "I made the pancakes

-alone one for M, and two for me" and breakfast in silence. M actually did not eat much, thin as it was, surely had the stomach like a bird, made the plate away after a moment, and looked at me curiously eat ... I guess I had never seen anyone eat like me.
"Want to meet somewhere?"
"You take me somewhere?"
"Well ... Swing for ... We'll see where I can take you. "

I took the only park that the city, near the beach, the heat was unbearable, but in the park, near the sea, the weather was a bit cooler, less hot concrete and fuller shade trees. I sat on a bench M ice cream while she lay in the shade of a tree in the cool grass, wearing a simple black pants and a white sleeveless shirt, black hair looked like an ink stain on grass. He closed his eyes and I felt relaxed and calm, perhaps stay away from that world where he did much damage he was doing well ... Only

perhaps still had salvation.

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would have cried if I had not done so gracefully.

M came home and got the car with every intention of not taking the pile of luggage bags he was carrying in the trunk. I wondered how he had been much talk at the airport, and when he was passing the doorway, my dad was ugly and made me call him, at least to take one of the bags.
"Hey, M! We are not your servants! "I said, almost screaming, and turned, looking at me as if I did not know who talked to him. "For at least take one of your bags! "He
face that she had completely forgotten that he was carrying suitcases and I'm sure that if he had completely forgotten," but it was for them anyway . With little effort, we get four Louis Vuitton luggage inside the house while he was fanning himself with the boarding pass.
"Damn fucking hot! Why so hot? "
" And that's not even twenty minutes duraste Tijuana ... It Aguantate man ... "

I introduced him to my mother, my brother and my sister, who had a my nephew Julian in his arms, little Julian was probably the only member of the family who atrevíaa M not disturb, perhaps because it bothered him when he cried or because they simply never Julian did nothing ... My mom was the kindest thing he could, and later M told me that he felt "a very normal boy" ... I wonder if later he would realize the multiple cuts on her arms, and the scar on his forearm over.
Mom did stay
in the room that was my brother, and was now "studying" the room where I sew, three sewing machines were put in the closet along with all my work, and the mattress extra was put on the floor, Mom figured that M did not stay long, we never knew what time it extended the period in which he could stay home. I showed him the habitacióny seemed satisfied with it, helped by my brother and I went up their bags and sat on the mattress, looking the window, half covered by the cabinet of the computer.
"There will be opportunity to go somewhere?" He asked, again mixing with British English irlandésy French accent, as if he would be interested.
"I think not ... The nightlife around here is poor ... "
" They have beer here? "
" Nope, no beer here ... "
" Shit ... "He made a face of indignation ; ny see the window again. "What I thought C in charge here? "
" In you did not drink, not smoke, do not do drugs and did not have sex in three months? "
" Three months? DO I HAVE TO STAY HERE THREE MONTHS?! "
" Yes, unless you want to stay longer ... "
" I want to go now! "
" You have no ticket return, check your ticket, simply release date, not back ... "
" Fuck me ... "
" Do not fuck, reviews, C said he wanted to eliminate any possibility that come back soon. "

M ran to see the ticket, in fact, one was dated yesterday, pressed it between his hands and muttered something about giving a warning to C in return, but I knew that after the matter be forgotten, just as he forgot about other things too often. Mom called to say that the food was ready, and M did not wish to eat because I had eaten at the avióny with it was enough, but if I did not mind, take an ice bath to remove some heat, I agreed and went downstairs to eat while M took out things from one of the suitcases to bathe.

The hysterical shouting was heard from the bathroom woke up my nephew and my mother makes almost choke on his food ... I ran to the bathroom to find M in pure pants in the bath, stirring, for something of a frenzy, I leaned on the doorframe and waited.
"What are you looking so eagerly?" I said, and looked at me as having two heads.
"No knives in this house!" I said, almost shouting, I raised an eyebrow.
"Of course there are no knives ... We've hidden from you ... "

M looked at me as if to tear the skin into strips, but then softened his gestures a little.
"Okay ... I guess I can live with that ... "
" I think it's perfect. "I left the bathroom, convinced that looking would find the way down at some time for those long three months.
Finally
bathed in a few minutes, agreed to eat a grape jelly and said he would rest. He left London for the evening and arrived here in thirteen hours in the morning, had not slept much and wanted to rest. After an hour of sitting at the table, resting what he had eaten, I went upstairs and slept instead of finding it was sitting on the mattress, with wet hair, looking a magazine in English, from the pages of a disinterested and only stopping to see a picture of something he liked, I went to my room, I took a brush and went back to the studio, I sat quietly on the mattress, and taking one of his long black locks, I began to brush carefully. He made no move to get away and did not say he liked, was just sitting there, looking at the pictures of the magazine, letting him calmly brushed her hair.

I think it was the most unusual approach that we had that day. He sat on the mattress, looking at photographs of Vogue Mexico and I sat behind him, brushing his black hair, not speaking.

After a while of being jet-black long hair brushing, I passed the towel dry the hair was still wet, while M checked the phone ... I had no signal.
"No kidding ... Payment for this crap to have no signal ... "
" You're in the middle of nowhere, M, get over it. "
" It's supposed to signal everywhere ... "
" You fool. "I removed the towel hair and ran my fingers through your hair and dry. "Now you can go to sleep." I gave a gentle tap on the back and left him alone.

The first day was not so bad.

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day 1.1 1.2 Day

It was something I had very comfortable ... But C said it would be good therapy for M and M was in no position to complain ... So I took all the things C M and sent him on a plane from London to Tijuana ...

Tijuana was not the best place And if the world for that matter, neither, Rosarito, but thought that M C would be good change of scenery. Would be in a huge city with people who did not know that he knew, would have no way of buying drugs and would be under the care of a real family, something that had never M has had so C-expected that M will do well to be surrounded by people who do not treat it to death all the time and was well looked after and protected. Even waiting to go home with at least one or two kilos.

To me, personally, the idea did not bother me, my mother was not too happy with having "a suicidal addict at home ", but explained it was my friend, and wanted, at least try to help as much as possible, there was little agreement, we knew that both C and I , but we wanted what little remained of it was settled, so why C had decided to send him to my house. What I liked is that it should go look at Tijuana.

hated to go to Tijuana and I loved the idea of not having to go when I had nothing to do there ... Would from time to time the days when you had to meet my friends, but the truth is that if I could stay away from Tijuana, I was ... Getting to Tijuana

did not have much science, I got on a taxi filled with strangers-sometimes-and you stink from potholes and other niceties of the road until you reach your destination. Unlike taxis elsewhere, here are group taxis ... I mean, you get into the taxi and go surrounded by strangers who do not know where the hell out, many of them are not very clean Many of them sit practically on top of you, many of them harass you look ... Many of them are scum of humanity living in a city in the rear of the devil ... The truth is I did not want to come to this horrible M site ...

After begging my father a thousand times to take me to the airport to pick up M, finally agreed, especially because I had no idea how to get there by taxi. So that hot summer Saturday, we went to Tijuana International Airport to pick up my guest.

After several hours of waiting, there it was, had a flight of nearly thirteen hours, and when I got off the plane sent a text message to tell me was there and demanding, because M does not ask, M-demand to go to the international gateway to wait, and one could not simply send him to hell and have to fend for himself, I waited ...

M is nearly six feet tall, if not exact-feet tall and has long black hair, probably the greatest feature of her face are her big gray eyes, which seem to say everything when it runs out of words, was more thin as a rake and he looked tired, he had only an overnight bag with a few things, clothes and simple. She hugged me, was all I could do, I presented to my father and left the airport.

When we left, the hot summer air hit him in the face of M as a slap.
"Heat of shit ..." He said, in English half British, half-Irish, playing with accents because I knew that this was causing a particular effect on the girls. For me personally I did not care.
"Welcome to hell time ..." was all I could tell, they burned his hand trying to open the back door of the car, got in and opened from the inside for him, seat was just as hot as the door, until the windows were open and the wind came off the road for them. Rosarito

offered a much cooler climate than that of Tijuana, perhaps by being more near the beach, the breeze came Masy not give us much heat, but in Tijuana, if you spent much time standing at a traffic light waiting to cross the street, you started to feel the heat go to the soles asphalt shoes, and from there directly to the soles of the feet ... Horrible and unbearable.