The love story I still love you

Stas was gentle and attentive, but my body was silent, not a single nerve did not flinch. The disappointment was so great that after the meeting for half an hour I cried in the shower. Well, I thought, the conclusions made? No, it does not happen! It can not be that I can be happy only with him !!! Why me has managed to fall in love with the man to whom all this romanticism to the one place? It did not work with Stas - get another! I turned on the phone, it was notified that Victor rang four times. "Something happened? "- I sent him a text message. It was half past midnight, so I did not wait for an answer. Sleep on it, I fell into a restless sleep.

Merry kompashka sat behind a wide wooden table, for some reason they were all in winter jackets. I slowly went to them because he was there, I saw him from the back. When I walked, Victor hugged me, but did not turn around, still something to someone talk. Suddenly there was some girl, vulgar painted and she behaved well, and then this girl has turned into a Man. I did not understand why the Hermaphrodite was trying to humiliate me.
I woke up with a heavy head. The first thing that felt it was the hunger, the last meal was almost a day ago. No money, food, too, the phone rang, my heart skipped a beat, yes, it was him.
- Hello, and that for you I wrote a text message, - a strange man, flashed through my mind.
- Hey, you're four times called, so I asked that "something happened? "- In my head all mixed up again, is why I'm starting to grow stupid when he appears?
- Oh, it was yesterday - "explained" Victor, as if something that says it all.
- For the first time I have wanted to, but no, - I changed the subject.
- I can now come - heart pounding, we have not seen each other in a physical sense and a half months.
- Come on, wait - I said with excitement.
- Come to the store in fifteen minutes.
- Well, - there perehotelos immediately.
I ran to wash and somehow put himself in order. Oddly enough, he really came through in fifteen minutes. We bought food. In my understanding of the food - it's eggs, mayonnaise, coffee and cream. At the beginning of our acquaintance, Victor, looking in the fridge, saying "again, the mouse was hung up," slamming the door loudly. It has been two and a half months, and my relationship to food has changed. Victor began to talk about the wedding of a friend, whom he visited, and showed a video taken on the phone on the second day of the wedding. I looked at vulgarly dressed maiden of my dream that made obscene gestures.
- This is the guy, - said Victor.
- He is, I think, a woman - I stated.
- I told him said the same thing - he concluded, and somehow looked at me oddly.
The room Victor drew attention to the fact that I took a duvet cover, a set of underwear I had one:
- What was the cold? - Probably I wanted to gloat.
- No, I washed, - almost with loathing I said.
- So what? - With a grin he asked.
A xs, how do you explain it, it's elementary, I was indignant himself. It's just like coming to visit you Razuvaev doorstep. Incidentally, the sheet must have dried up, it should be removed. I went down to the "laundry" to hang your blanket, which is also washed. However, I managed to remove the top layer of the epidermis finger on the most capillaries: the washing machine drum spun with the hand - never liked dryers. Somehow I removed dry linen and hung his favorite blue blanket. When I entered the apartment, Victor sat on the balcony and smoking. He threw the sheets on the bed, I found a patch.
- Vit, help - I asked him, holding his wounded arm. He bandaging my finger, and I'm trying to understand why he just took my hand, and I want it to? That only Stas was doing, but he failed to do, and part of what I'm feeling from the simple touch of Vitina hands! I sat next to him, trying to calm the tremors throughout the body, he pointed a finger at me between the ribs.
- No, everything works - I pokanyuchila. Usually this movement began our playful fight, which ended up in bed. Making the balcony had nothing dokurennye cigarette flew down. I went to fill the bed, meticulously smoothing every crease, so that the sheet was stretched like a trampoline. Apparently he was tired to look at it.
- Oh, enough already! - Would he snapped.
- No, it must have been like in the army - I smiled my childhood. - I've got a brother, a soldier, and I also received military training under the watchful eyes of his - I remembered. Indeed, five years, I warmed brother breakfast, spread a bed in the evening, cleaned it in the morning to hear a bedtime story. He managed to collect all the stories and cartoons in a unique story for which I carried out all his wishes.
- Okay, it goes - I thought to myself, and stretched out full length on the bed. Victor followed my example. The whole body tensed and froze in expectation of a miracle which only happened to him. Every centimeter of the skin begins to live his own life - after his touch again I felt alive. Why him ?! Why, he just gently stroked the lobe of my ear, and I was ready ?! Why is that? !!! Why nothing happened with Stas, because the motion in principle the same? !! My mental disturbance headlong flashed through my head and the solution in the tenderness of his hands and the smell of the skin, which I was going crazy, like a cat on valerian.
- Victor, Victor ... .  - Waking from delusion, I whispered, and not finding any answer to their questions .  He smiled, and I almost saw the falls "damper", which magically disappear until we are close .  Only that I was the best and favorite, but now I have burned his cold indifference .  He first went to shower, dressed quickly, "all, come on, I drove," the door slammed behind him .  I lay on the bed completely crushed hopelessness and happiness at the same time . These two components are mixed together, left the residue of sweet pain, but as a "pill or candy", it will still taste bitter .  Faint hope arose in my soul, a hope that this fragile thaw on his part will allow me at least once to be happy with him .  However, in that there can be hope? For me the popular language to explain that "just like me" .  Yeah, not good: in front of him, I absolutely "naked", I do not mean the physical body and your inner perception, it is too sensitive to everything he said and did .  There is an urgent need for protection and the best defense is known to attack .  And I continued to hang on the site to meet the person who will deliver me from malicious "virus" called Victor .
And yet, it was necessary to solve the problem of employment. What I can? In what direction to look for work? In addition to network marketing that I simply pursued, I did not find anything! I was advised to create a resume, but it looks and "what it eats," I had no idea. I can blindly press ten fingers on the keyboard, and why? Wherever I addressed, required knowledge of "1C" or even some program-wise. Here I regret that rejected Vita in a bid to send me on some courses and to go to his work, it was in the beginning ... Though if to judge sensibly, my dullness in his presence hardly help me efficiently perform their duties.
I went back in Krymsk, the judgment became final. My family fell silent, waiting for the former family next trick. Mum tentatively offered to go with me, Dad was at work. If she goes with me will be another scandal, I knew exactly why again took his "glass bowl" mother left the house and walked along the dusty "Coating" on the next street. Yes, we lived apart very close to a disgrace. Approaching the destination, I turned the recorder on the phone, suddenly come in handy? In-law opened the gate.
- Come, - nervously looking around, she said, instead of "hello." Despite the fact that I was in a "glass bowl", heart pounding. Then he followed a monologue, certainly not mine. I silently listened to her and never ceased to be surprised these people. Am I allowed to see his bird. Gloss, is not it? They are so "generous" that allowed me to see his daughter, and the decision of the court "to determine the child's place of residence", which was in my favor, does not matter! Okay, birdie me and so is nowhere to take, let them pobudet.
My little luck ran out into the yard of a private home. It is still too low and is unlikely to understand why her mother appears and disappears and puts her to sleep as before. I saw how changed my child, to my chagrin, not for the better. Because it did little monster, indulging all her wishes. In-law proudly told how while watching the movie about a lion Boniface, who somehow loved bananas, Birdie also wanted a banana in there they were not, therefore, despite the fact that she was already half-past nine in the evening, all together rushed to the store. I think the comments here are unnecessary. I called my mother to say that everything is fine, I have not eaten. Time dragged on in the house indefinitely long, even the fact that Birdie was with me, helped me to disconnect from the general "stretched behind the ears" of the situation. Chip on my shoulder fell off when I left this "cozy little house."
At first glance ustakanilos again, I could see my daughter, even take her and walk with her where I please .  It remains to resolve the issue with the work .  Officially, I was still framed in a facility where Alex served as Director .  I had to pick up the work book to smoothly apply for another job, then she will fall on my head, and I'm undocumented !? But my temporary unemployment it can be used against me in court, what to do? Try to negotiate? I did so .  Instead, the fact that he will not file a counterclaim, I promised not to take as long as birdies, and subsequently not to hinder their meeting .  Having listened carefully to my proposal, Alex promised that action would not be, but, in turn, made it a condition that I'll get a divorce, because it works, and he had no time "to run with these pieces of paper" .  Well, I thought, everything is going as it should .  The idea was inspired by a divorce, and I took pleasure in collecting the necessary certificates, statements, confirmations and all kinds of state duties .
It seemed to me, life is getting better, despite the stubborn silence of Viti. I missed, but his endurance trained hard in relation to the man, and also a "silent in a rag." And looking forward to our meeting. In following his trip to Krasnodar we had phoned some reason, the life of me, I do not remember why! Probably because of the key. He promised to meet me, but what happened recently could not. "Take a taxi and drive to this address, I will pay," - I heard on the handset. Well, at least that.
Destination turned car wash, we had already been here more than once, the city at the time, I hardly knew. For the car wash was applied cozy cafe with decent food and, I suppose, in the vicinity of his work. I called to tell Vite that have arrived. Meet me he came agonizingly long time, so I myself paid for a taxi. Already at the exit of the car he suddenly appeared.
- How many? - He asked me. For me it was such a surprise that I forgot to fix the strap bags that hung over his shoulder. And when my feet were on the pavement, and the fifth point of support broke away from the rest, handbag, falling to the ground, dragged behind a headphones out of my ears. Trying to catch her, I completely forgot about the glasses that hung on the shirt, so they flew after the bag.
- To understand - with a smile I said Whyte, just like "Lego", she added to herself.
- Che tupish you? - He frowned.
I am also glad to see you again, I thought to myself. - How much money do you want? - He asked again.
- I've already paid - and smiling, I replied. My life is constantly accompanied by such incidents, I just took it as an integral part of yourself and learn to laugh at yourself is because nervous about it useless.
We went into the cafe and sat at a table across from each other. The car was still in the process of "washing". I stared at him, trying to find flaws.
- You've got that kind of shirt rumpled, - that's all I found.
- Hesitated - he said. I have this "Pomjalov" something povykolupyvala eyes, flashed through my mind. We went out for a smoke, indoor smoking was not.
- T-shirt You took my daughter? - In turn, he said, looking me in the hot pink T-shirt with cartoon dogs, which, judging by the abundance of hearts, was love.
- Yeah - I had nothing to cover. The car finally finished to take water treatments, and we went home.
- Who was here? - I asked in exasperation, as soon as we crossed the threshold of the apartment. Although outwardly nothing has changed, but the fact that there was someone I could feel the skin.
- I was here! - Raising his voice, said Victor.
- I just asked! - In the same tone I exclaimed.
- I just said! - He grinned.
I caught myself on the fact that the same smile. Well, as you can get mad at him? When he looked at me, I wanted to kiss him to death or to go on to this person something heavy to delete this brazen expression in his eyes!
After that, everything was going on well developed scenario, and when the door closed behind him, I tumbled again in the vortex mixed and conflicting emotions, which tried in vain to understand. Money Victor this time did not leave, probably thought that if I paid for a taxi, then they've got. So, we see what's left, a hundred and fifty rubles and kopecks. Somehow hold out. I was able to lend a three or four days, the last egg pasta I ate yesterday, the food is gone, and already evening. A good excuse to call him! To my luck, it will not only answer an incoming call, but even came after me perhaps that I was on the verge of fainting hungry.