A story of love Shell on the beach

Victoria carefully lowered the stone one after the other, when all the stones with her feet were in the sea, and pulled her with force to the bottom, she looked up at the moon and bright stars, then at the dark sea and the rocky shore, wiped her tears and said,

Forgive me, Lord, if you can.

Slowly going through an extreme post berth hands, she sank into the sea, it was creepy and scary, she was afraid, and at the same time wanted to die. When the sea was visible only one of its head, and with the power of the stones dragged by the feet, she decided to take his hands from the post, which is still held her in this mortal world.

Suddenly, the phone rang a mobile phone. Victoria froze, she wondered who it took about an hour of the night, and in a wrong time. Phone did not stop ringing. She did not know what to do, let go of the pole and never find out who wanted to talk with her before her death, or to get out and talk to those who need it at the last minute of life.

Victoria remembered the words of some article that suicide is necessary to turn off the cell phone, and only now realized why. The phone rang, can cause a person to think again on this terrible sin and the person who calls at this point, could return to his senses.

When you have configured to death, and almost nestled in her arms, sharp ring, pulls you from a parallel world in which you have one foot firmly stand. It is a little more thought and decided to get out of the sea and find out who was the man. In her heart there is hope again that this is her favorite Igor.

Hands, she moved up on the cold pole, getting out was much more difficult, boulders dragged her down. Victoria thought she would never get out of the salty sea. Finally, she climbed to the edge of the pier. Her legs were still in the water, and rubbed the rope tied place hurt. Victoria was looking for her phone in her purse, her hands trembled, tears streaming down her cheeks,. The pain in his legs, she decided that a second time just jump off into the deep, and all.

Finally she found the phone that has not called for two minutes, in her hands, he again zapilikal, this time it was SMS. Once the third time the button read Victoria

-Hello, Can you meet? I found your phone number on the shell, which was lying on the beach. My name is Nikita.

Nikita Blonde, tall, medium build man of 25 years. Born into a prosperous family, and was the only child. His father and mother were doctors, and worked all his life in a city hospital near their home. They dreamed to Nikita followed in their footsteps, and since childhood instilled in him a love for medicine.

Nikita grew up among toys on medical subjects, he was surrounded by anatomical atlases, movie discs on the structure and function of the body, signs of blood and of its constituent elements. Parents did everything that he went to study in medical school, but it did not work the way they want. Nikita lied to them that he was afraid of blood, and that medicine, it does not it.

When parents come to terms with the fact that he does not want to follow in their footsteps, Nikita went to study at the manager. Ending the fourth course, he fell in love with the girl he met in one of the city's restaurants. It was mutual love at first sight. Her name is Marina, she smoked, drank occasionally and loved to walk with friends in the evenings.

The girl was from a dysfunctional family, her parents were drinking, they often gathered in the apartment and the local homeless drug addicts. Marina is nothing to do but go home and spend time where necessary.

Nikita was still on her bad habits, and parents. He wanted only one thing, as soon as possible to unlearn, to sign with his beloved and take her out of this hell, where it could happen, anything. Parents learned about the relationship of their son, were in shock, his mother had even met with one of the marina and offered her no small amount of money for her to leave their beloved son alone, and do not spoil his future.

Naturally she refused, and parents hate it, they prayed that all would soon be over, that their son would have changed his mind, but the heart can not command, and Nikita, more fell in love with her, as if he had charmed. After graduating, he took the manager's office, and took for himself and his beloved one-room apartment.

Parents Nikita're desperate, and then struck again, they found out that Marina was pregnant. Mother and father turned away from his son, they did not communicate with him, and, having met on the street, they do not even say hello. Nikita earned good money, but money is still not enough, it has been increasingly difficult to support his family in connection with pregnancy and raising prices for the apartment. Due to lack of finances between them more frequent quarrels, and Nikita often left out of the apartment.

One scandal after another, he again broke down and went away, but this time he decided not to go to his friends, with whom he often spent the night after a conflict with Marina and just sit on the street and back. It was ten o'clock in the evening, in the shop, he bought a beer, sat on a bench at a bus stop, and began to drink, thinking about life.

Nikita thought about how it would be hard, and that, despite the scandals, he loves Marina and wants to make her an offer next week. Even more, he dreams that their child was secured and happy. When the beer ran out, and the wrath of comfort, he went to the marina.

Going to the door of his apartment, he quietly put the key into the lock and slowly turning the lock, opened the door. There was one in the morning, Nikita was afraid to wake his pregnant girl, so all his actions were silent. The apartment was dark, and the light was only in the bedroom, Nikita realized she was not sleeping, he thought it was because of the scandals, and hurried to his beloved, to embrace her and reassure her.

Entering the room, Nikita shocked, this he did not expect, even in the worst nightmares. The floor is littered with empty bottles of wine, a box of chocolates and scattered all over the bedroom, the men's clothing and shoes. On the bed lay naked Marina, next to her sleeping middle-aged, naked man, his head resting on her breast. They were sleeping and did not notice his presence.

Nikita stood in a stupor, not knowing how to act on it, and decided to just leave a note and leave, he went to look for a pen and paper. Nikita wrote her five last words -I Saw it all. Abortion. He folded his exercise book, put it in the necessary amount for the abortion, and left. In this apartment, Nikita never returned.

The first week after the break with Marina, he lived with friends, to return to her parents was a shame, but then, emboldened, he went to them and asked for forgiveness, something that did not listen to their opinion and advice. Parents have forgiven him, and were happy to return his son. All this time Nikita Marina called him on the phone, writing SMS with a request for forgiveness, wrote that she loved him, and did not have an abortion.

A month Nikita went for a walk with friends and pretty drunk, he could not recover, and he understood that the child is likely not even on it. Parents fed up with his drinking, and they decided to isolate him from drinking friends, memories and a possible resumption of relations with Marina.

In a conversation with his father, Nikita received an offer to go to the old grandmother, and try to arrange their own destiny there. His grandmother lived for fifteen hundred kilometers away, and because of his elderly age needed help. In this idea the father saw a double benefit, Nikita had to stop drinking, and my grandmother would have been easier to deal with things in the house. He agreed to the proposal of the father, as most already had enough.

The ticket was purchased at the beginning of July and the twenty fifth day he was to get a job in my profession with my grandmother in the city. In these figures, he learned from one of his friend, that Marina had a miscarriage, and that she, as always walks with friends, drinking, smoking, and almost every day hugging and kissing different guys.

Now, after learning about abortion Nikita is not a bit sorry that broke up with her, he felt sorry for the time that he spent in the Marina, which is not a bit did not love him. On August Nikita's birthday, this year he got a day off. He bought a cake, drank tea with her grandmother, and decided to go to sea. Having bought a few cans of beer and a snack, Nikita invited to a childhood friend, who lived next door to one, without hesitation, agreed, and they went to the beach.

Waves playfully assailed each other in the sky flying seagulls, some cat feeding her kittens around the pier. Nikita other drank beer and remembered how swam and played when they were boys, both ran from relatives, and did what they were not allowed, because it was so much fun to go against an adult. Nikita throwing stones into the sea, like many vacationers. He always wondered why this process is so pleasant to people.

Throwing as yawning, transmitted from one to another. Here and now, following his example, each also began to throw stones. Picking up another stone, Nikita noticed a beautiful shell that lay the back-up, it immediately attracted his attention because it was a whole, in contrast to the others, and not the usual color. He picked it up to take a closer look, and, turning, was surprised at its inner side was written the phone number and name of the beautiful girls, which is likely she did message.

Nikita discovery revealed another, they began to laugh at this original way to explore, his friend said with a grin that he had seen many things, but this has not yet been met. This finding was funny, a friend suggested that someone's boyfriend joked about something to annoy the girl. Nikita also suggested that the girl herself did sign, but if a guy wanted to make a joke or revenge, it would write the number in a newspaper or on a dating site. He decided to keep it, and somewhere deep down, thought that a girl could be his destiny. After all, in life anything can happen.

On this day, Nikita returned home late at night, and lay down on the bed because of the alcohol drunk fast asleep. In the dream, he felt a terrible fear, abruptly opened his eyes, he understood why he was not himself, in a dream. Blind beside his bed was open, and his face a bright full moon, which woke him up. Nikita stood up, closed the curtains and went to sleep again, he picked up the phone to see how long.

It was exactly twelve. Sleep was impossible, and Nikita decided to go outside to smoke. It was cool, the crickets chirping exchanged their near house lights Night lights, hovered in the air the smell of blooming magnolias.

Nikita remembered the shell, and decided to try to call. He knew it was too late, and maybe he will wake up a girl who belonged to the room, but he was so curious that he decided to call all-after right now.

Taking the discovery of his pocket, Nikita began to dial a little look at the numbers and thought, he pressed the green button. At the end of the line for a long time were whistles, no one answered. Nikita Receive the and decided not to call, but simply write sms, may be tomorrow, this girl will read it and respond.

Send SMS, he finished his cigarette and went to sleep. Nikita lay down on the bed cooled down, put the cell phone under the pillow and closed his eyes. The pillow under his head vibrated, he was a little scared, pulling out the phone, read SMS Nikita

-Hello, Nikita. Thank you for what you have saved me. Let's meet the next day at 19.00 opposite the cafe "Breeze". On the contrary of the café I had to lie my shell.

Nikita was shocked by what he could to save the girl, which never saw, he immediately began to call her, but the operator said that the phone is switched off. Tears flowed down her cheeks, Victoria pulled from her purse a pair of scissors, cut the ropes that dragged her feet and left their marks on them.

My God, what a fool I am. Why she wanted to kill herself because of what? Igor happy, living and enjoying life, that I will prove it by his death? He will continue to live, his wife would bear him children. I will remember it only when the drink. His suicide, I only raise his self-esteem.

I am seeking this Nikita, and perhaps contact with him his life. In any case, you need to live on, for all of their deceased relatives.

Victoria said, guy, put the phone in her purse, got to her feet and walked unsteadily in the embankment toward the house.

The wind ruffled the leaves of the trees, the stars talking to each other in the water column, with enormous force, were buried traces of unfulfilled crime.

Luminaries bright moon

Rays, drowning in the sea,

The sea below her scream,

And do you know,

How can I hurt here?

You look down on people

Path lighting their languid,

And I, as a bitter enemy, the villain,

At the bottom of their bones Washed.

To you my eyes throw people

And you are giving them hope.

Me with sorrows come,

And many of them drown.

Give me a little moon

Particles of light and goodness.

Luna said the sea with grustyu-

You lot out there, I'm here alone ...