In The Hands Of A Criminal (Volume 1) [ENG]

18. On the way

My trembling hand spent several times in my hair to position back my disordered wicks. I had taken refuge in the big room of bath where Safia and me were installed presently.

The beats of my heart were not able to be calmed. I was quite simply shocked by what came to occur.

Evann Black had just embraced me. And it was not only one simple innocent kiss. Not. I had felt a whole surge of violence, and aggressiveness in this gesture. That had been alarming and at the same time... disconcerting.

Displaying an air nauseated in front of the mirror, I opened the tap to wash me the mouth. I was not able to believe it. Evann Black had given me my first kiss. It was only one dirty dumb. I hated it of all my heart. It couldn't steal me that.

I had always dreamed secretly so that my first kiss is... more romantic. And not made of force by the criminal more searched of Arizona.

I had hated the feeling of his lips on mine. Just like his caresses on my body, his odor of tobacco and eau de Cologne,his language which played with mine... I slapped myself internally to take again my spirits. My cheeks turned to the red for the umpteenth time. I shook the head to drive out all these bad memories.

  Evann Black had the influence on me. I was his toy. A ruined toy which he liked to martyrize.

  My heart leaped up in my chest when I heard somebody knock on the door. I was turned over towards the entry of the bathroom, the entirely contracted body. Wasn't it him all the same?

   - Maya? A feminine voice challenged me.

  My body slackened. It was about Safia. The young woman opened the door gently. She looked me of an astonished air.

   - I sought you. Is all well? She asked me by wrinkling eyebrows the concerned air.

   - Yes... finally that could better be. I released of a small voice.

  She approached me and examined me from top to bottom.

   - Was Evann still caught some with you?

  I lowered the eyes on the ground. It was out of the question that I tell him for our kiss.

   - Not it is not that. I simply made a crisis of anguish then I took refuge here to calm me. I launched her while continuing to flee her glance.

  Safia answered nothing during a few moments. She lowered the head of an air afflicted before beginning again:

   - I saw the glance that he had launched you in the living room. Then I wanted to ensure me that he hadn't had any bad intention by making you go up in his room... She entrusted.

  My expression to me cools.

   - What do you want to say? I say by raising the eyes towards her.

   - He devoured you glance. It was as if he wanted to make only one mouthful of you. She declared by raising the shoulders.

  My blood was frozen. Her words weren't at all reassuring me. On the contrary, she did nothing but worsen my state of panic. In front of my reaction, Safia typed the face at a stretch dry.