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| La suite 3 |
III
Karen was sitting in his private plane with a glass of whisky in his hand. He was looking outside through the window, the sky was clear and Karen could see many stars shining brightly. He was going to Los Angeles, to his home, work, life and friends. Karen smiled happily- he really missed it all so much. His long journey should be over soon, he stood up and went to the pilot's cabin to see where they are. He knocked once and came inside.
- How is it all going? - Karen smiled to his pilots and looked outside. - You sure have a stunning view in here.
- Yes we have. - The captain laughed. - We should reach Los Angeles in less than forty minutes, everything is going smoothly.
- Great, I miss the weather in there…Britain is so depressing and grey.
- Compared to L.A. almost everything is pretty nasty. - Younger pilot smiled. - How was your work in the United Kingdom sir?
- Challenging. Surely new and, of course boring. No women, awful alcohol and God, so many annoying children!
They all laughed.
- I wasn't born to be a teacher. Now I'm sure of this. - Karen sighed. - I will leave you two now, you can relax and count on a long holidays after this flight. - He tapped captain on the shoulder and left the cabin.
Karen sat down with a sign and finished his whisky. This day was really tiring for him, so many hours in the train, taxis and now in the plain…he was absolutely exhausted. But he was able to take a small souvenir from the school with him. Karen looked at the small figure curled up on the other sofa. He smiled and moved closer, kneeling down and watching the person. Karen gently removed a shiny, ebony strand from his calm face. He was pretty shocked about the strength of loyalty and devotion which this fragile, delicate heart was able to show. Karen was completely overcome by his begging, sobbing and submission. He again could feel his dominance and it was the greatest feeling in the world. And soon Karen will be even more powerful, getting his status back. It was like coming back to life, like being reborn.
Karen almost laughed remembering the previous days. And, even though he now knew that he was longing to his old life, old self when he was in the school, he kind of liked it there.
- I must have had gone mad in there. How good that I'm free at least. - Karen poured some more whisky to his glass and sat down close to the sleeping person, combing his fingers through that beautiful, satin hair. - What else a man can desire…position, women, money…and a loyal beauty.
Karen couldn't hold back anymore, he burst out laughing. His life was getting more and more interesting. Karen was so curious how the public will react to his homosexual relationship. He was not going to hide anything, he was well aware that the more scandals there are around the more popular the person will be. And popularity was what he desired most, just after influence.
***
Karen hated Christmas. He saw it only as a good moment to sell his clothes but all this turmoil was just insane. It was pretty hard to do shopping in peace during Christmas time because of the crowds and big sales. Of course his company was organising sales as well, they had to get rid of all the clothes from last season but Karen was always furious at people running around his stores, grabbing and dumping clothes on the wet and dirty floor. There was absolutely no respect for somebody's hard work. And stores were demolished many times too. Karen remembered broken mirrors, windows and all the mess in the dressing rooms. Thousands of hangers were always broken and some of the security men were beaten up. For Karen Christmas time equals hell. And it was the same in the school. Kids were going back home, so all the bags were laying in the hall, scattered all over the place. Maids were trying to start with the cleaning and they often forgot that some people are staying in the school. Everything was being made in the hurry, just like on sales.
It was really getting on Karen's nerves. The only thing that helped him to survive this chaos was a thought of nice and peaceful holidays ahead. There will be no students and so no noise and Karen will be able to sleep longer and go to the village and have some 'him' time with a pint of some lager or maybe few snifters. He really needed to relax a bit and think about what he should do with his students after the break.
Karen was laying in the bath tube with a wet, aromatic towel on his face and earphones in his ears with some loud music on his ipod. He was trying to relax and drown out all the noises coming from the hallways.
- Why can't they keep it down…just shut it, please! - Karen groaned and took a sip of whisky from a glass. He was unsuccessfully trying to get drunk and lose consciousness.
After drinking few more glasses of whisky Karen was able to have a nap. The hot water was relaxing and the scent of perfume oils was overpowering. He didn't hear that someone opened the doors to his apartment and was now walking around.
- My, my, this professor is really a messy person. So many papers on the table…dirty glass and cups. Well, I shall start with the bathroom first…actually I'm quite afraid of what can be in there!
Karen felt that something was wrong, but his body was relaxed and this feeling was so nice that he wasn't able to move or even wake up from his nap. When the doors to the bathroom opened suddenly, it was such a shock to him that he couldn't breathe for a moment.
- What the hell!? Who are you!? - Karen was looking at an old woman. He couldn't hold back a grimace of disgust appearing on his shocked face.
The old lady had almost white hair, dirty and greasy. She was so wrinkled that Karen couldn't believe that it's actually possible to look like that. She was staring at him with her dumb looking eyes and suddenly laughed. Karen's eyelid flickered nervously and he squeezed into the wall. This laughter was more like a throat's croak.
The old lady squint her eyes and looked down, on the part of Karen's body he was desperately trying to cover up.
- Hey! Watch it! Don't look you perverted old hag! Get out of here! - Karen was petrified and his mind was quick to create a vision of him screwing this old corpse.
- Don't be such a meanie love. Such a lovely boy should be polite. - She laughed, still staring at him.
Karen was looking at her with disgust. He actually never saw an old person, well he probably did see his grandparents but it was so long ago that he couldn't remember them. It was shocking to him that people like that are actually alive. The oldest person he saw in his life was his mother and she was turning fifty now. Of course she was still looking like at her twenties or so, because she could afford regular corrections. Karen was really stunned by the ugliness of the woman before him.
- Did anyone tell you how disgusting you actually are?! I don't want to see you, be gone! - Karen wasn't sure whether he was angry or really scared.
- What a bad boy you are! Really, and you are teaching children? - She smacked her lips and smiled.
Karen almost shrieked aloud when he saw what she had inside her mouth. Few teeth that were left were gold and even her gums were creased. Karen groaned and closed his eyes praying that this demon will be gone and that she will leave him alone, untouched.
- Well, I knew that your face was known to me! You are this Rosenberg boy aren't you? Hah, you are actually really cute. I thought that they were doing something with your photos! - She croaked again and Karen's body shivered. - And how well equipped you are! You probably made many girls happy with that eh?
Karen didn't answer but his mind was full of questions and the main one was - "What the hell is he blabbing about?!", and the next one was "Am I going to be sexually harassed by an old, kinky lady?!". Karen never was in a situation like this one before and he didn't even care about old and ugly people. He actually thought that people like that do not exist because it would be horrifying to see someone like that on the street…or eating!
- Ah, I was really beautiful when I was young! You wouldn't probably resist if I was young again. Ah, those times were so nice and happy. - The old maid sat down on the bath tube and she touched Karen with her finger. He looked at her seeing his own death, or maybe hoping for it. - Sweetie, maybe you would be nice and pleased an old woman once? - She laughed maniacally.
Karen screamed and leaped off from the bath. He was actually able to grab a towel and cover his lower parts with it while running away from the nightmare. The horrific laughter was chasing him all the way to the workshop.
- What the fuck…? What the fuck…? - Karen panted trying to find a place to hide. - It is not a dream? How is it possible? It has to be a dream, it has to be!
- Well it isn't love. - The maid suddenly walked to the workshop and Karen screamed again. - What a scary cat you are! Such a strong and handsome man and so faint hearted at the same time. What is going on with this youth these days? - She laughed squeakily and left the workshop with a petrified Karen standing in the corner.
Karen sighed with relief when he heard the entrance doors closing after the old lady. He blinked few times and looked around.
- What the hell was that suppose to be?! - He shouted suddenly and sat down on the chair. - This is madness. And they call this place a school? I need a drink…I need lot's of whisky. What a madhouse…
Karen went to his office and took out his whisky and a clean glass. He was just about to pour some to the glass when a sudden knock on his door threw him out of balance again. He almost dropped the bottle.
- What the fuck again! - Karen squeaked but was able to relax a bit. - Just a moment…
***
Victor was running through the corridor with a happy face. Everywhere Christmas trees were standing, glittering in gold, silver or red. Candles were lightning walls and windows were decorated with garlands and colourful lights. Everywhere the scent of cinnamon, apples and cakes was present. Victor turned and stopped before Karen's apartment. A wreath made from aromatic juniper tied with red and golden ribbon was hanging in the middle of the entrance door. Victor smiled and inhaled the smell of juniper, it smelled really nice. He knocked few times and waited for Karen to open up.
- Just a moment! - Karen was walking slowly to the doors, wrapped into the towel around his waist only. - Gees…what now? I told everyone to fuck off and leave me alone…I'm tired. And if it's this old perverted lady…I will officially hang myself on the handle. - He murmured and opened the doors slowly and cautiously. His eyes opened widely. - And what are you doing in here? Aren't you supposed to be at home, eating supper, dinner or whatever with your family et cetera, et cetera?
- Well…The train is leaving today you know… - Victor smiled amused by Karen's lack of knowledge. - Were you actually outside the apartment since the Christmas break began?
- Yes, I was…I have to eat something, don't you think? - Karen made a face. - But anyway why are you here if the train is leaving?
- If I'm still here…then I most likely decided to stay. Isn't it obvious?
- That surely is, but the fact of staying is not.
- I wanted to stay with you! - Victor sighed. - And my parents will be working anyway. - He shrugged his shoulders completely unconcerned. - Aren't you happy? - Victor smiled shyly.
- Erm…well, I guess. I wanted to rest though…and with you present it won't really be possible. - Karen sighed and smiled. - Want to stay for Christmas with me?
- I'm always with you, you know. We live in the same building… - Victor laughed.
Karen grabbed him, pulled inside and closed the doors behind them.
- What I was trying to say was that whether you want to stay in here, with me. - Karen rolled his eyes. - You really are so puerile sometimes.
- Excuse me?! Puerile?! - Victor acted as if Karen offended him. - You rich piece of…! - His lips were sealed with Karen's kiss. - Mf…you were drinking again eh? You taste like whisky.
- Well, I have holidays now, don't I? And I really like whisky. - Karen smiled.
- I prefer bourbon. - Victor yawned.
- And what you can possibly know about alcohols? I don't drink bourbon- it's only a variation of whisky.
- And you as a big boss cannot drink something which came second? - Victor started laughing. - You really are a rich piece of arrogant arse!
- Same to you… - Karen chuckled and hugged Victor tighter. - I was just trying to have a bath, want to join me love?
- With pleasure.
Karen locked the doors and they both went to the bathroom and into hot bubble bath. It smelled like chocolate and they both were able to relax in each others arms.
- Victor? - Karen looked over his shoulder and smiled. - Do me a favour, will you?
- What is it now…? - Victor was almost sleeping with his head resting on the wall. Karen was lying between Victor's legs, holding one of them in his hands and massaging it gently. - It's too good now, I won't move even if you will make me to…
- You are talking nonsense now. Wake up a little and massage me too, it's not fair you know that I have to do it and you are sleeping there.
- You are so annoying. - Victor opened one eye and looked at him. - Pick, a massage now or sex in the bed.
- Erm, well…let see…a massage now, please. - Karen smiled maliciously.
- As you like. - Victor smiled too, with a bit of relief and started the massage.
- Why are you happy about it, hm? - Karen closed his eyes and mumbled with pleasure. - Don't say that you don't like it.
- I'm a bit bored with it. - Victor laughed when Karen looked at him with shock. - What? There are plenty of other things to do. I can't say that it's not pleasurable but…it's always the same…and too often.
- Fine, I won't make love to you for the whole Christmas' holidays! - Karen puffed, offended.
- You are like a spoiled kid sometimes Karen! - Victor sighed. - To make a fuss over something like that…childish.
- Whatever… - Karen cut the conversation short with a bored yawn.
Victor shook his head but continued the massage, even though Karen released his feet. Victor loved him, but had enough sometimes. Karen was really dominant and he wanted everything what he wished for. His needs were the priority. Victor rubbed his eyes. It looked like he will have to live with every whim of Karen's in order to keep him. Rich people are really warped. Victor's father was the same. Always silent but demanding and he couldn't bear with disobedience. Victor was now able to see what his mother was living with, it surely was hard. But he also knew about love between his mom and dad. When no one was watching, or they thought so, they were gentle and it was clear how emotional was their's connection. Victor smiled a bit and kissed Karen's head. He hoped that this relationship will look the same…he will do everything in order to please this man. After all that's what love means.
- For how long are we together now, hm? - Victor moved his hands on Karen's chest.
- Don't know…like three months? - Karen smiled a bit.
- Yeah, something like that. We are doing pretty well, aren't we?
- I suppose. The water is getting cold, let's go. - Karen stood up, took the towel and went out from the bathroom.
Victor sighed, something was wrong but he couldn't figure out what exactly. He took his towel and went after Karen. He was waiting in the bedroom, lying on the bed and watching TV.
- Do you want something Karen?
- There is some whisky in the cabinet, in my office and some crisps should be there too. You can fetch those.
Victor hesitated for a moment. When Karen was drinking he was a totally different person. The happy Karen was usually transformed into unhappy, aggressive and hateful one. He even threw Victor out from the apartment few times and shouted that he doesn't want to see him anymore. Victor was really scared then, cried all nights. Karen was ignoring him for few days until finally Victor came to his apartment, apologised and agreed to go to bed. Victor didn't like those days and was trying to avoid it from happening again.
- Karen…maybe you shouldn't drink more today? You were drinking before…too much isn't good. - He started cautiously.
- I just want some whisky, is that a crime? I'm drinking less than one or two glasses a day and mainly I have no time to do so when I have lessons. - Karen was annoyed. - What's your problem?
- Karen, I only saying that if you drink too much you are acting strangely…
- Well, maybe I'm not acting as a different person? Maybe the drunken one is the real Karen? Can't you accept that? - He leaped from the bed and rushed to the doors.
- Wait, Karen. Where are you going?
- Away from you, leave me alone! For God's sake, you are not my mother to tell me what is good or bad. - Karen left the bedroom, slamming the doors behind him.
Victor shuddered at the sound. He looked around, completely lost and stuck in the bedroom. With every day Karen was getting more and more nervous about everything. Victor worried that he is not feeling good in the school and that he maybe should go back to his old life. But Victor wanted him to stay, to be with him.
After few minutes waiting for Karen co come back, Victor gave up on this. He went to bed, alone and couldn't really fall asleep. He was wondering where Karen is and what is he doing, it was really late now. Victor was waiting for couple of hours but then, finally fell asleep. He was too tired to wait any longer.
Karen was sitting in his workshop with a glass of whisky on rocks and a bowl of crisps. He was sitting by the drawing-table trying to draw something constructive. While he was working in this school, he was able to complete few really good projects. He had great time while doing it. In his real life he had no time for his own projects, but he was missing it and now Karen knew that even when he will be back home again, he won't stop designing. He just loved it too much.
But as for now his mind was in total chaos. And the main reason for this situation was, of course Victor. In the beginning of this pseudo relationship, Karen thought that it really was something different. Everyday he was longing to see Victor, to talk with him, to hold him…but as the time passed, everything started to fall apart. Victor was still a punk. Karen didn't even notice it before. But now it was starting to be pretty clear, Victor still was childish and immature. Karen had absolutely no interest in people like him or, to be precise, he had no interest in being with them long term. Karen's love and affection for Victor was fading away…the only thing that was still strong was the lust for Victor's body. That sure was enough for short periods of time, but when Victor was staying for longer…Karen was getting irritated and wanted the boy to disappear. Karen was not made for serious relationships, not yet. All he wanted was to have fun and to please his body with all the nice things.
Karen finished his drink and looked at the clock, it was already four o'clock. He sighed, it was really late. Karen slowly walked to the bedroom, hesitated for a moment before opening the doors, but when he couldn't hear Victor moving around he just hoped that the boy is sleeping soundly. And he was right, when he sat on the bed, Victor was asleep. That was a relief as for now. The nightmare will probably be back in the morning.
Victor woke up as soon as Karen stepped into the room, but he chose to pretend to be sleeping. Karen did nothing at all, didn't even check on Victor. He just lay down quietly and that was the end of the problem. Victor was feeling guilty, as he always was. He blamed himself for this bad situation, he could just go and get this damned whisky for Karen and everything would be alright. Victor was fighting with himself for a moment but in the end he turned around and looked at Karen. He wasn't sleeping yet, but had his eyes closed. Victor felt that tears were filling with tears. Victor sniffed trying to control himself.
- Karen…I'm sorry for earlier. I didn't mean to make you angry. - Victor gently touched his chest.
Karen looked at him and pulled him closer with a deep sigh.
- And you are crying…again. Its ok, I'm not mad. - Victor's tears were the only weakness that Karen had. They were working always and softening his nerves. - Don't cry.
- I'm not crying. - Victor was desperately trying to dry his eyes with his hands.
- Yeah, right. - Karen lifted Victor's face with his hand and kissed him. - Actually I won't be able to hold myself any longer. - He smiled and Victor laughed.
- Fine by me. - Victor wrapped his arms around Karen's neck. - I really need you…
- Mmm…I'm happy then. - Karen yawned. - Actually, I'm dead tired today…we shall leave love for tomorrow, okay?
- Mhm, I tired too. - Victor kissed him again, clung close to his warm body and closed his eyes. Again he was relaxed and peaceful. - Goodnight.
- Goodnight Victor. - Karen was already half asleep.
When Victor woke up Karen was not in the bedroom anymore. The apartment was completely quiet and it was already ten o'clock. Victor went to the office but Karen was nowhere to be found.
- He was supposed to wake me up as always…where did he go? - Victor saw a piece of paper laying on the sofa with his name on it. - He wrote me a love letter? - He grinned and sat down with the note in his hand.
Karen wrote shortly that he had an important phone call from the company and is in Severus' office now and when Victor will wake up he should go and eat breakfast. Victor was a bit disappointed because he wanted to spend this day with Karen, but he couldn't do anything about that. He went downstairs, ate something and decided to go for a walk. The day was really beautiful, with fresh and sparkling snow covering everything.
- It would be great if Kurt was here… - Victor sighed, throwing snowballs into trees. - Now it's so boring without Karen around.
***
Karen rushed to Severus' office when he received a call from him. He was curious what was that all about, and it was early too. He left a note for Victor in which he lied about the reason of going. He didn't exactly know why he did it, it just came to him. Karen had quite a long way to make and he was starting to be more irritated with every step. When he reached Severus' office Karen simply barged in, without knocking or anything.
- Karen! You really didn't change at all…you should knock first. - Severus shook his head with disappointment.
- Yeah, yeah, sure. Why did you call me? Is something wrong? - Karen suddenly thought about his affair with Victor…could it be?
- Well, somebody from your company called, they have some big difficulties and you are needed in there…that would be the first message for you. - Severus smiled, resting his chin on joined hands.
- What? Why didn't they call me on the mobile? - Karen was shocked.
- They said you turned it off or something…
- My…I really did, I totally forgot! - Karen hit his head with an open hand. - You said something about another matter?
- Well, yes. I was able to find someone to take your place as a fashion design teacher. - Severus laughed. - So you are free to go, if you want to of course.
- Want? Are you completely mad? Of course I want to go even more, I will leave with pleasure. I really had enough of those brats.
- I thought so, that's why you can go anytime you want to.
- Can I leave today? - Karen wanted to escape as soon as possible.
- Well, yes…but I was hoping that you will stay for Christmas and New Year's Eve. - Severus was somewhat disappointed.
- I would, but as you said my company is in trouble. - Karen shrugged his shoulders. - I will send you a postcard.
- I counting on that. - Severus stood up and walked to Karen. - Anyway, it was really nice to have you here. I will miss you a bit.
- Same here…but you can visit me sometime. - Karen hugged him and smiled. - I will stay in the hotel in the village for tonight so maybe we can meet and drink something together?
- Can't you stay here?
- What's the difference? And it will be easier to catch a train tomorrow from the village.
- You're probably right…there might be more snow and then you'll be stuck in here.
- If there is going to snow than train might not come at all! Britain is so annoying really. - Karen sighed. - I will go now and someone will come later to pack my things and take it to me.
- Okay. So I will see you later? Around eight o'clock?
- That will be fine. I will wait in the bar. - Karen smiled and walked to the doors. - Oh, right! If someone will be asking…say that I've already left.
- Oh? Fine…I will do that. - Severus nodded.
Karen left the office and came back to the apartment to take few things. Victor wasn't there anymore, so Karen started packing quickly. He took his sketches, few shirts, toilet accessories and a shaver. Karen looked around and smiled gently, even if he hated teaching this place started to be his second home with many happy memories. He sighed deeply, grabbed his coat and left as quickly as possible. Unfortunately he had no time to wait for a taxi so he had to walk all the way to the village. Karen was so consumed by the thoughts about snow, coldness and wind that he didn't even realise that Lavi is approaching.
- Karen! Good morning, isn't this day just beautiful? This snow is so nice. - Lavi smiled but then noticed that he was holding a bag. - What's that? You're leaving…?
Karen grunted and smiled to him.
- I am leaving. Severus has found somebody on my place…I have to go back to my company. - He felt a sudden pain in his chest. - I'm going to miss you Lavi…very much. - Karen hugged Lavi tightly.
- You weren't going to tell me, weren't you Karen? - Lavi looked at him with tears in his eyes. - You wanted to leave without a word…
- Yes, to spare painful moments like this one. - Karen kissed his forehead. - I will be staying in the village for today so you can visit me anytime you want.
- Do you want me to visit?
- Yes, I want you to visit me. Severus will be coming to meet me tonight, you can come with him. - Karen smiled and released Lavi from his hug.
Lavi smiled also and nodded his head.
- Fine, I will come then. Hurry up and don't freeze in this snow.
- I will be fine. See you Lavi. - Karen was just about to leave when Lavi grasped his arm suddenly. - What is it?
- Does Victor know that you are leaving?
- No, he doesn't and could you please leave it like that. - Karen's voice was harsh and bidding.
- Oh…fine. - Lavi looked at him with shock, he really thought that Karen loved this boy but it seemed that he was mistaken.
Karen waved his hand and left Lavi standing in the middle of the corridor. He still wasn't sure whether he should find Victor and tell him everything or leave without a word. Victor was still a child and this relationship wouldn't last for much longer anyway. Karen was getting bored with his childishness, he preferred mature partners. But as for now, his goal was to reach the village. He went outside and felt that his body is freezing because of the strong, cold wind. Karen looked around and suddenly saw Victor who was making a snowman even though it was really cold outside. Karen smiled and stopped for a moment to watch Victor. For sure he was feeling something towards this person, but it was too early for any kind of serious feelings, both Karen and Victor weren't ready for this. Karen sighed and looked away, it was pretty sad that he had to leave Victor here…even though he was annoying. But there was no other way, Karen walked towards the village, unnoticed by Victor.
Karen had to seriously start working. All day long he was making phone calls to his company and his partners to be sure that everything was working as it should. But news from the company was dreadful. Somebody was selling projects for this year to the rivalry and for now Karen was left with absolutely nothing to present for this year's fashion show. He was really furious, his firm was close to losing this year and he couldn't allow that to happen. Karen decided to fire very, very many people from the company and make new restrictions. This business was his life so he couldn't let somebody ruin it all.
Fortunately he had his own designs which were absolutely brilliant. Nobody could make better projects than Karen did, until now anyway so he was sure of winning. He decided to hand them over to his most trusted sewers without saying anything to anybody else- it will be a perfect surprise for the fashion show.
- I really should start designing more myself…or maybe it's better to leave my talent for situations like this one. - Karen smiled, hid his projects in a safe place and checked what time is it now. - Oh, it's nearly eight so Severus and Lavi should be here any minute…I shall go to the pub then.
Karen took his coat, locked the room and set off to the local pub. It was absolutely freezing outside and it was snowing heavily. Karen hated this weather. He was used to warmth of Los Angeles and tropical places where he was always travelling for vacations. Luckily, the pub was on the opposite side of the road to the hotel, so it wasn't long before Karen could take shelter in a warm and dry place which unfortunately was also quite stinky.
Severus and Lavi were already there, waiting for him.
- And how is it possible that you were here before me? - Karen sat down between them.
- We had to take a taxi. Didn't you see this dreadful weather? - Severus smiled to him.
- Believe me, I saw it well… - He was trying to shake snow from his hair.
- Hah…You should've take an umbrella or wear a hood. - Lavi laughed and helped Karen with the snow.
- Three lagers please. - Severus smiled to the barman. - Large ones of course.
- Whoa, I won't be able to drink this much, I will be completely drunk! - Lavi protested.
- Oh, shut it. I'm leaving tomorrow, everybody should be drunk. - Karen hugged him.
In the end they drunk more than one beer and were chatting till three in the morning, trying to take as much as possible from this last day. Karen and Severus were talking about past, when they were children and what they were doing back then. Lavi was laughing madly all the time but when the time came to leave, he suddenly burst into tears. Severus and Karen were already drunk, so they started laughing and bullying him. In the end Lavi was mad and refused to talk with them but they didn't really care.
- I will really miss you, man. - Severus hanged on Karen's neck. - It was fun to have you around.
- Yeah, I will miss you too. You are in the minority of people that I can trust and there is pretty no one like that in my company! - Karen laughed, hugged Severus and they both fell into the snow.
- That was fun. Now, we should go…it's a long way from here to the school and it's too late to get a taxi in a place like this. - Severus sighed. - Sorry that I won't be able to see you off.
- Don't worry, you did it today. - Karen smiled and looked at Lavi. - Hey…will you say goodbye to me?
Lavi didn't even look at him. He was just standing few feet away from Karen and Severus, looking in the opposite direction. Karen sighed and looked at Severus sadly.
- Take care of him for me, will you?
- Of course…Call when you will be in LA.
- I will.
Severus took Lavi's hand and they both left, leaving Karen standing outside the hotel and watching them for a few moments.
- I will really miss you all. - He smiled and walked inside, he had to get some sleep before the journey.
Karen packed all his belongings, took a long, hot shower and went to bed with a heavy heart. He loved his work in the company, he loved his life and the city but he couldn't bear that he will be alone again. Karen didn't even leave yet, but he was missing this place already. He couldn't sleep at all and after an hour of staring at the ceiling he decided to draw more designs. It was calming him and he was able to clear his thoughts from all those nervous and depressing things that were surrounding him all the time. It would be really nice if someone was here with him…someone who Karen was missing the most.
A sudden knock to his door woke him up from a nap. Karen fell asleep while drawing his projects. He looked around, confused by unfamiliar surrounding, and couldn't really remember coming here. He rubbed his eyes and remembered everything.
- Oh, God…I had to be really drunk to forget the whole day. - Karen yawned and the knocking repeated. - What…It's already five in the morning, who could've come now?
Karen stood up slowly and moved to the doors. He looked outside through the peephole and freeze up in shock. The person outside had long, black hair and was very slim. Karen opened the door in a hurry.
- Vic…Lavi? What are you doing here? - It was hard for him to hide disappointment but it quickly disappeared when Lavi hugged him tightly. - Hey…what is it? And why aren't you wearing a coat and gloves? You could freeze in there!
- I'm sorry…Karen? Can I go with you? Please…take me with you! - Lavi looked at him with his eyes full of tears.
- What? Why do you want to go with me? - Karen was surprised.
- I just want to, I really want! Please!
- What about school? Does Severus know?
- Yes, I gave him my resignation before I left…
Karen sighed with a smile and took Lavi's clothes off. They were completely wet and Lavi's body turned red. He was shaking and looked even more innocent than ever before. Karen helped him to lie down in bed and joined him, wrapping his arms around Lavi to warm him a bit.
- Well…if you agree to work in my company and make patterns for my designs, I will take you with me. - Karen answered him after a while.
- Are you serious? - Lavi blinked, shocked by the offer.
- Do I really look like a person who is making jokes about his own company?
- Well… - Lavi was staring at him for a moment. - No, not really.
- There is your answer then.
Lavi laughed and hugged Karen.
- I would be really happy to work for you.
Karen smiled and kissed him for the first time in a long time. Lavi purred like a cat and cuddled up to him. He was still shaking a bit, but they both fell asleep peacefully. Karen had a small grin on his face all the time, pleased of the end of his stay in the school.
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Karen looked outside the window on the plane and smiled. They were close to his home and the captain announced it through the radio.
- Hey…wake up. We're here…welcome in Los Angeles. - Karen smiled, stroking long, black hair of his companion.
- So soon…? I thought it will take longer. - Lavi smiled to him and stretched himself.
- You were sleeping all the time…no surprise it was quick for you. - Karen laughed. - I have so many things to show you now. You will be absolutely devastated after the whole day of sightseeing!
- If you wanted to kill me, you could leave me in Britain…
- But it wouldn't bring such a joy then.
Lavi was watching him for a moment.
- How long will it take before we will be able to get off?
- I don't know, we have to land first…so half an hour maybe? Why do you ask? - Karen smiled.
- Let's make love. - Lavi grinned and sat down on Karen's lap.
- Fair enough… - Karen kissed him and slowly took off Lavi's clothes.
- This…stay will be really pleasurable one. - Lavi murmured happily.
- You can be sure of that.
Lavi unzipped Karen's trousers and allowed him to make a first move. They weren't together for a very long time, since Karen started his relationship with Victor. This moment was like a reborn of their's union. Karen was looking into Lavi's eyes all the time, sinking into the depth of Lavi's gaze.
- I missed you so much… - Lavi paned into his ear, breathing hot air inside.
- Me too…It's good to have you back. - Karen embraced him tightly, squeezing a groan from Lavi's throat. - I didn't think that it will be so good to have you with me…
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Rasnick (Brak e-maila) 11:25 24-12-2007
Very interesting story. I'm wating for next chapters!
Azira (Brak e-maila) 15:15 24-12-2007
Nie wiem czy mam pisac tu po polsku czy angielsku teraz!;]
Musze niestety ze smutkiem stwierdzic ze to nie o ta wersje pierwszego chaptera mi chodzilo, ale najwyrazniej moj kolejny mail jest gdzies daleeko i czeka w kolejce...ah,jak juz do was dotrze to zmiencie proosze(to do drogich zalozycieli!)
Mam nadzieje,ze wam sie spodoba i ze wogole bedzie fajnie.
Well,for everyone talking and writing in english, I hope you will like it! It's a first version of this chapter...I did send another one but it's probably stuck somewhere faaar away and it will take some time to fall into admin's hands! Hope everyone is happy!
Piszcie komenty bo to baardzo mile i potrzebne
Figaro (Brak e-maila) 08:51 31-01-2008
W ten sposób to ja mogę szlifować angielski  ))) Opowiadanie jest bardzo dobre technicznie i cholernie wciągające. zabieram się właśnie za Twoje pozostałe, mam nadzieje, że płodność masz we krwi (pisarską oczywiście )
Ganimedes (Brak e-maila) 09:25 31-01-2008
Własnie skończyłam... super... naprawdę super. Musze przetrawić i dopiero wtedy się konstruktywniej wypowiem. teraz... super...
Me (Brak e-maila) 12:34 31-01-2008
Marvelous! I'm waiting for more
Matoko (Brak e-maila) 16:37 31-01-2008
Ful wypas! Kolejne części dać!
Azira (Brak e-maila) 00:25 01-02-2008
O jaa! Ale jestem happy normalnie,ze wam sie podoba! Staram sie baardzo jesli chodzi o to opo, mam juz prawie skonczone kolejne 2 rozdzialy wiec niebawem rowniez sie pojawia!
Thanks for all the good words if anyone here is speaking only english haha! I hope you will like it till the end!
Oki (Brak e-maila) 19:05 17-02-2008
No coraz bardziej wciąga. DO tego stopnia, że musiałem sobie przynieść slownik, żeby wychwycić smaczki językowe, a zazwyczaj nie zawracam tym sobie glowy. Piszcie dalej, bo świetnie Wam to wychodzi.
Azira (Brak e-maila) 02:04 18-02-2008
dzieki za mile slowo Staramy sie bardzo:]mam nadzieje ze kolejny rozdzial bedzie gotowy na nast aktualke...obyy..troche tez i czasu malo mamy wiec z korekta i sklejaniem do kupy sa problemy;p
Mey (Brak e-maila) 22:29 24-02-2008
Szifowanie angielskiego to moj priorytet.
a takna poważnie to bardzo mi się podoba, jest ciekawie napisane i wciąga, a akcja 'tato... facet mnie rzucił - zrób mu cos' mnie ujęła pozytywnie.
z innej beczki i czystej ciekawości, mozecie przetłumaczyc na polski tytuł opowiadania
pozdrawiam
Azira (Brak e-maila) 21:46 27-02-2008
Ah,ja tez musze szlifowac wiec takie pisanie opek po angielsku jest pomocne co do 'La Suite' to po polsku jest 'Ciag dalszy' czy tez 'Nastepstwo' po francusku oczywscie
Ravenblack (Brak e-maila) 10:14 23-03-2008
Intrygujące i wciągające. Więcej poproszę!
Ha Neul (Brak e-maila) 00:26 24-03-2008
ale crap xD
Azira (Brak e-maila) 14:43 24-03-2008
ehhm, nie zwracajcie uwagi na mojego negatywnego wspoltworce...pisze swietnie a i tak marudzi!
Cieszymy sie,ze wam sie podoba i piszcie komenty, piszcie!!w koncu czytelnicy tez musza miec jakis obowiazek wzgledem piszacych!!
kotek.mamrotek (kotek.mamrotek@gmail.com) 21:38 04-06-2008
Nie polecam czytać tego opowiadania w celu "szlifowania" angielskiego, bo już po pierwszym akapicie widzę, że jest parę błędów. Złe użyciu czasów, wygląda na to, że autorki znają tylko i wyłącznie past simple tense oraz past continuous tense, w jednym miejscu jest tzw. kalka z języka polskiego, gdzieś się przewinął przymiotnik zamiast przysłówka (lub odwrotnie, już nie pamiętam). Nie chcę nikogo odrzucać, bo to może być niezły kawał prozy (lub nie), ale zalecam ostrożność.
Azira (Brak e-maila) 01:32 06-06-2008
hej no chwila, to jest amatorskie opowiadanie i nikt tutaj nie pisal ze sluzy do nauki angielskiego bo od tego jest szkola, jesli ktos ma dobry poziom. Plus, ta wasza mania na punkcie czasow jest chora, tutaj niewiele osob sie tym przejmuje, chyba ze chcesz czytac Homera albo inne wielkie dziela literackie. W zwyklym, codziennym angielskim na ulicy, ba w szkole, mowi sie prosto i szybko i duzo brytyjczykow patrzy na polakow dziwnie gdy ci wyskakuja im z nazwami czasow. To jest strona z opowiadaniami a nie gramatyka angielska...a przez takie komentarze wlasnie ludzie traca chec czytania, wiec uwagi prosze zachowywac dla siebie jesli chodzi o wynioslosc jezyka albo jakies bledy....to tak na przyszlosc. Ludzie dzieki pisaniu i czytaniu sie rozwijaja,a nawet polak robi bledy w polskim jezyku(niektorzy nawet nie mowia poprawnie).
I er...kotek, nikt nie ma tego czytac zeby szlifowac grammar jedyne co moga szlifowac to zawartosc slownika.
I wypraszam sobie znajomosc tylko dwoch czasow, w koncu siedze w wlk. brytanii dostatecznie dlugo by znac ich o wiele wiecej(skoro moge byc w college'u i dostawac A z esejow). Jesli masz jakies uwagi co do jezyka to prosze konsultowac to z autorami. |
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