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Only six months? If he loved her SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much he would spent years and years before finding another woman! In my opinion!
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You'll see why I wrote it like this 
Part 7
The next morning Javi woke up from the sunlight who shined into the bedroom. He had a vague headache, and didn’t know where he was. Clothes were spread out over the floor, the bed was a mess –so was his hair- and leaving him outside the picture, the bedroom was empty. He stretched his arms and got out of bed. On the bedside table at his side laid a note.
Dear Javi,
Sorry to let you know I’m gone like this, but you were still asleep..
And after tonight I wanted to let you sleep.
Make yourself at home, and take something to eat. I bet you are starving.
There’s money lying on the kitchen table to take a cab back home, or you want to take a walk of course..
It was really nice to meet you Javi. Here’s my number. Call or text me when you feel lonely again, we will take that away than *naughty smile *
Kisses, Julie
He smiled and putted his clothes back on. When he wanted to button his shirt up, he noticed it was without buttons now. He laughed and walked out of the bedroom, downstairs into the kitchen. His stomach began to rumble and Javi started to search something which he could eat as breakfast. He wrote a short note, and left the apartment. Javi whistled a happy tune and began to walk home.
Ten minutes later Javi arrived home and unlocked the door. He laid his keys at the kitchen table and ran upstairs to change his clothes. After a shower and some clean clothes he walked back downstairs. Javi looked at his answering machine. After turning the radio on, he pressed the button. ‘You have two new messages.’ A robotic voice said, followed by a beep. ‘Hey Javi. Well, you are not there and I am wondering where you are now.. And why did you left the party that soon? You missed the best part mate! Anyway; talk to you soon! Don’t forget practice next afternoon. And with next, I mean Saturday afternoon. See you than!’ and Basty hung up. The other one was from his mother, to remind him about the Christmas dinner. He took the phone and dialed the number of his mother. ‘Hello mum. Thanks, it’s going better now yes. And there? Aww, that’s good to hear. Of course I will be there with Christmas! Yes. See you than mum. Byee!’ And he hung up. Quick he putted Julie’s number in his phone. He knew for sure he wanted to meet her once again. And not only because of last night.
Part 7
The next morning Javi woke up from the sunlight who shined into the bedroom. He had a vague headache, and didn’t know where he was. Clothes were spread out over the floor, the bed was a mess –so was his hair- and leaving him outside the picture, the bedroom was empty. He stretched his arms and got out of bed. On the bedside table at his side laid a note.
Dear Javi,
Sorry to let you know I’m gone like this, but you were still asleep..
And after tonight I wanted to let you sleep.
Make yourself at home, and take something to eat. I bet you are starving.
There’s money lying on the kitchen table to take a cab back home, or you want to take a walk of course..
It was really nice to meet you Javi. Here’s my number. Call or text me when you feel lonely again, we will take that away than *naughty smile *
Kisses, Julie
He smiled and putted his clothes back on. When he wanted to button his shirt up, he noticed it was without buttons now. He laughed and walked out of the bedroom, downstairs into the kitchen. His stomach began to rumble and Javi started to search something which he could eat as breakfast. He wrote a short note, and left the apartment. Javi whistled a happy tune and began to walk home.
Ten minutes later Javi arrived home and unlocked the door. He laid his keys at the kitchen table and ran upstairs to change his clothes. After a shower and some clean clothes he walked back downstairs. Javi looked at his answering machine. After turning the radio on, he pressed the button. ‘You have two new messages.’ A robotic voice said, followed by a beep. ‘Hey Javi. Well, you are not there and I am wondering where you are now.. And why did you left the party that soon? You missed the best part mate! Anyway; talk to you soon! Don’t forget practice next afternoon. And with next, I mean Saturday afternoon. See you than!’ and Basty hung up. The other one was from his mother, to remind him about the Christmas dinner. He took the phone and dialed the number of his mother. ‘Hello mum. Thanks, it’s going better now yes. And there? Aww, that’s good to hear. Of course I will be there with Christmas! Yes. See you than mum. Byee!’ And he hung up. Quick he putted Julie’s number in his phone. He knew for sure he wanted to meet her once again. And not only because of last night.
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- Miquel {Shadow of the Wind}
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Part 8
Mikel and Basty were waiting. ‘Do you have any idea why he left yesterday? I liked the party..’ Mikel said, while doing a warming up. Basty putted his water bottle down. ‘I know.. I enjoyed myself as well.. But don’t forget that Javi didn’t had a girl as we had, and that he still suffers, even though it’s been half a year ago..’ Mikel sighed and nodded. ‘Shall we begin?’ Mikel nodded and Basty turned the music on.
Javi walked inside the building. ‘Dale mi amor dale dale dame calor, Dale dale dale dale get up. Ven dame así tu sabor!’ He sang the rest of the song and changed his clothes. ‘Tú oculta en la oscuridad. Intentas disimular. Que cada segundo. Te voy gustando más. Báilame siento tu ritmo. Mírame pierdo el sentido. Tócame hasta el delirio. Sin miedo muévete.. Hey guys! Dale mi amor, dale dale dale dame calor, dale dale dale dale get up! Ven dame así tú sabor!’ Basty and Mikel stopped dancing and looked at him. ‘Yeah, right.. ‘he’s still suffering, even though it’s been half a year ago’.. Suffering eh?’ Mikel looked at Basty. Basty made a face and took his bottle. He sat down on the floor and began to drink. ‘Well, well.. Look who we have here: Mr. Sunshine.’ ‘Nice to see you too Mikel!’ Javi noticed the sarcastic tone of Mikel’s voice. ‘Ignore him Javi.. Isolde didn’t want to give him what he wanted last night..’ Basty said and laughed. Mikel walked angry towards him and let the water stream into Basty’s neck. ‘HEENNEET!’ ‘It’s your own fault Piñero!’ ‘Children! STOP!’ Javi said and looked at them more amused than angry. Water dripped on the floor and Basty and Mikel looked at Javi. ‘Sorry Javi..’ ‘Nah, it’s ok.. Let’s enjoy of this beautiful day and fill it with our beautiful music and awesome dance routines.’ ‘What the hell did you had for breakfast? XTC?’ Javi laughed and shook his head. ‘No, just some toast.. And juice.’ Mikel and Basty looked at each other and back at Javi. ‘Then why are you so happy?’ they asked at the same time. Javi smiled. ‘I just had a great night..’ He smiled and began his warming up. Mikel looked at Basty who shrugged. ‘Great night as in..?’ ‘As in fun Mikel. I had lots of fun last night.’ Javi smiled and sat down across his friends. ‘Tell me everything. I’m all ears.’ Mikel said, curiosity shining in his eyes. ‘I met a girl last night, Julie. She has fierce red curls, and chocolate brown eyes. I danced with her yesterday and we left together.. I woke up in her apartment and my shirt was left without buttons.. Fill in the rest yourself.’ Javi smiled and grabbed a bottle. ‘Wait.. You had..! Dude! You sneaky fox!’ Mikel looked surprised. Javi was still smiling and shrugged. ‘Ok, we can discuss this later.. Let’s get started now.. Next year we have some concerts, and we must be in shape, dontcha think?’ Basty said. Javi and Mikel nodded and they got up. ‘I have an idea,’ Mikel said, ‘Isolde and I were talking last night, and she began about U2, that Irish band.. We could do a medley of them.. Y’know.. Pride in the name of love, Beautiful day..’ ‘Mikel.. That doesn’t sound bad at all..’ Basty eyes lit up. ‘Wait.. Do we have to sing in English again?’ Javi looked worried at his friend. ‘Err… Yes?’ Javi sighed. ‘C’mon! I’ll help ya! And the RW-medley went fine as well! We can do this! We are capaz de todo!’ Javi laughed and nodded. ‘Let’s do it then!’
Mikel and Basty were waiting. ‘Do you have any idea why he left yesterday? I liked the party..’ Mikel said, while doing a warming up. Basty putted his water bottle down. ‘I know.. I enjoyed myself as well.. But don’t forget that Javi didn’t had a girl as we had, and that he still suffers, even though it’s been half a year ago..’ Mikel sighed and nodded. ‘Shall we begin?’ Mikel nodded and Basty turned the music on.
Javi walked inside the building. ‘Dale mi amor dale dale dame calor, Dale dale dale dale get up. Ven dame así tu sabor!’ He sang the rest of the song and changed his clothes. ‘Tú oculta en la oscuridad. Intentas disimular. Que cada segundo. Te voy gustando más. Báilame siento tu ritmo. Mírame pierdo el sentido. Tócame hasta el delirio. Sin miedo muévete.. Hey guys! Dale mi amor, dale dale dale dame calor, dale dale dale dale get up! Ven dame así tú sabor!’ Basty and Mikel stopped dancing and looked at him. ‘Yeah, right.. ‘he’s still suffering, even though it’s been half a year ago’.. Suffering eh?’ Mikel looked at Basty. Basty made a face and took his bottle. He sat down on the floor and began to drink. ‘Well, well.. Look who we have here: Mr. Sunshine.’ ‘Nice to see you too Mikel!’ Javi noticed the sarcastic tone of Mikel’s voice. ‘Ignore him Javi.. Isolde didn’t want to give him what he wanted last night..’ Basty said and laughed. Mikel walked angry towards him and let the water stream into Basty’s neck. ‘HEENNEET!’ ‘It’s your own fault Piñero!’ ‘Children! STOP!’ Javi said and looked at them more amused than angry. Water dripped on the floor and Basty and Mikel looked at Javi. ‘Sorry Javi..’ ‘Nah, it’s ok.. Let’s enjoy of this beautiful day and fill it with our beautiful music and awesome dance routines.’ ‘What the hell did you had for breakfast? XTC?’ Javi laughed and shook his head. ‘No, just some toast.. And juice.’ Mikel and Basty looked at each other and back at Javi. ‘Then why are you so happy?’ they asked at the same time. Javi smiled. ‘I just had a great night..’ He smiled and began his warming up. Mikel looked at Basty who shrugged. ‘Great night as in..?’ ‘As in fun Mikel. I had lots of fun last night.’ Javi smiled and sat down across his friends. ‘Tell me everything. I’m all ears.’ Mikel said, curiosity shining in his eyes. ‘I met a girl last night, Julie. She has fierce red curls, and chocolate brown eyes. I danced with her yesterday and we left together.. I woke up in her apartment and my shirt was left without buttons.. Fill in the rest yourself.’ Javi smiled and grabbed a bottle. ‘Wait.. You had..! Dude! You sneaky fox!’ Mikel looked surprised. Javi was still smiling and shrugged. ‘Ok, we can discuss this later.. Let’s get started now.. Next year we have some concerts, and we must be in shape, dontcha think?’ Basty said. Javi and Mikel nodded and they got up. ‘I have an idea,’ Mikel said, ‘Isolde and I were talking last night, and she began about U2, that Irish band.. We could do a medley of them.. Y’know.. Pride in the name of love, Beautiful day..’ ‘Mikel.. That doesn’t sound bad at all..’ Basty eyes lit up. ‘Wait.. Do we have to sing in English again?’ Javi looked worried at his friend. ‘Err… Yes?’ Javi sighed. ‘C’mon! I’ll help ya! And the RW-medley went fine as well! We can do this! We are capaz de todo!’ Javi laughed and nodded. ‘Let’s do it then!’
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I like Mikel's childish manners 
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Marjolein- Number of posts: 1126
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He'll be the Comedy Dave in this story 
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Some disappointments honour those who inspire them.
- Miquel {Shadow of the Wind}
Marjolein- Number of posts: 1126
Age: 16
Ôüðïò: The Netherlands
Registration date: 2008-12-19
Part 9
Years passed smoothly. Ony’s musical went fine, and Mikel’s idea was a success. Javi and Julie met at least twice a year: the day Sophia died and the day her husband died. Aside from that, they were just normal friends. Julie took him often with her when she went shopping, and Javi dragged her with him when they had a concert. Their relation was just friendly.
After having a great night, spending at Julie’s, Javi walked back home, still a bit weak in his legs and light headed. He had his hands deep in the pocket of his jacket, and walked on a relaxed tempo back home. Suddenly his phone rang. ‘Javi speaking.. Heya! Uhu.. I just arrived at the front yard.. Guess where I was. Duh, it’s 8 March. Craaap! I totally forgot! I’ll jump in my car and be there in a flash. Later!’ He hung up and ran to his car. It surprised him that he had his carkeys with him for once. Quickly he started the car and took off.
‘He forgot! The blonde forgot!’ Mikel looked in amazement at Basty. ‘Technically seen, he’s brown haired.. But o, well..’ Mikel made a face to him. Soon the doorbell rang. ‘I am so sorry I forgot!’ He looked apologizing at Mikel. ‘What is so interesting about Julie?’ Javi took his jacket off. ‘Well.. Just.. Her eyes are so brown.. It’s like you are literal staring into eyes made out of chocolate.. Her hair is red as red wine, and her scent makes me dizzy.. Her voice makes me melt slowly.. Like sitting near a fire with a mug hot chocolate..’ He sighed satisfied. ‘You are beginning to fall in love with her, aren’t you?’ Basty said, looking curious at his friend. ‘No!’ Mikel and Basty looked again at him. ‘Maybe.. Just a little.. I don’t know..’ He sighed and sat down on the couch. Mikel turned on his belly and supported his head in his hands. ‘What does the heart tell ya?’ ‘Que?’ ‘What is your heart telling you?’ Basty repeated Mikel’s question. ‘Everytime I smell her perfume, everytime I touch her hand.. Everytime I hear her voice at the telephone, asking me whether to come over or go shopping.. When she looks at me and says my name.. My heart skips a beat..’ He stared out of the window. ‘When I think of her, remember her laughter, see her red chipped lips again from David’s party.. Breathing becomes impossible..’ He sighed like someone who’s head over heels in love. ‘She’s the light to my soul, and if I hadn’t found her, I’d still be lost and inconsolable.. I’m afraid of losing her if I tell her that I love her.. Love her more than ‘just’ a friend..’ He sighed again and looked at his feet. ‘Done?’ Mikel asked. ‘Guess so..’ Mikel sighed relieved and turned on his back. ‘Go and find your glasses, otherwise you’ll get a headache again..’ Basty said on a teasing voice and stuck his tongue out to Mikel. Mikel muttered and got up. ‘Yes mum..’ Quick he ran out of the room before Basty would throw a pillow to his head. Javi shook smiling his head. ‘You two are serious terrible!’ ‘Yeah, I know.. But Mikel and I are the best of friends.. Sometimes he calls me mum –or dad- and I tell him what to do.. Or call him pineapple-head..’ ‘I heard that, dickhead!’ Mikel walked back inside, wearing his glasses this time. ‘Love you too..’ Basty gave an airkiss to Mikel. ‘Yeah, yeah.. That’s what they all say, but in the meantime?’ Mikel muttered and sat down on the floor, his arms crossed and a stubborn expression on his face. ‘Let’s start with the movie-night before Mikel will do something to me..’ Basty grinned. ‘Or you to him.’ Javi said, and smiled. Mikel was busy turning a DVD on and sat back down in front of the couch.
Julie had taken a shower after Javi had left. She wore a black blouse and her favorite jeans. Her hair was still wet and dripping. She smiled and sat down on the big couch, while a fire was burning in the fire place. Julie grabbed her book and laid her legs on the couch. She was so busy with reading that she didn’t noticed the creaking of the door and the footsteps in the room. She turned page 99 and noticed that there was something moving next to her. She looked up and noticed that there was something written on the wall in deep red letters. ‘You will die…’ Julie stared at it. She got up and walked away from the wall. She saw how the photo of herself and Javi flew up in the air and how it got torn into a zillion pieces. Her jaw dropped and she felt the wall against her back. Slowly the vase Javi had given her for her 25th birthday moved to the edge of the cupboard. She could hear an evil chuckle, or was she just imagining the voice of her husband? Soon the vase smashed broken on the wooden floor and the water spread across the room. The daffodils were lying on the floor. Julie tried to scream. Her book got thrown away, and landed near her. ‘I will take care of him. He won’t get you, Julie. You are mine!’ Julie had found her voice again and screamed. ‘What the fuck is happening here?!’ Tears of anger, fear and disbelieve rolled over her cheeks and dripped on her book.
Years passed smoothly. Ony’s musical went fine, and Mikel’s idea was a success. Javi and Julie met at least twice a year: the day Sophia died and the day her husband died. Aside from that, they were just normal friends. Julie took him often with her when she went shopping, and Javi dragged her with him when they had a concert. Their relation was just friendly.
After having a great night, spending at Julie’s, Javi walked back home, still a bit weak in his legs and light headed. He had his hands deep in the pocket of his jacket, and walked on a relaxed tempo back home. Suddenly his phone rang. ‘Javi speaking.. Heya! Uhu.. I just arrived at the front yard.. Guess where I was. Duh, it’s 8 March. Craaap! I totally forgot! I’ll jump in my car and be there in a flash. Later!’ He hung up and ran to his car. It surprised him that he had his carkeys with him for once. Quickly he started the car and took off.
‘He forgot! The blonde forgot!’ Mikel looked in amazement at Basty. ‘Technically seen, he’s brown haired.. But o, well..’ Mikel made a face to him. Soon the doorbell rang. ‘I am so sorry I forgot!’ He looked apologizing at Mikel. ‘What is so interesting about Julie?’ Javi took his jacket off. ‘Well.. Just.. Her eyes are so brown.. It’s like you are literal staring into eyes made out of chocolate.. Her hair is red as red wine, and her scent makes me dizzy.. Her voice makes me melt slowly.. Like sitting near a fire with a mug hot chocolate..’ He sighed satisfied. ‘You are beginning to fall in love with her, aren’t you?’ Basty said, looking curious at his friend. ‘No!’ Mikel and Basty looked again at him. ‘Maybe.. Just a little.. I don’t know..’ He sighed and sat down on the couch. Mikel turned on his belly and supported his head in his hands. ‘What does the heart tell ya?’ ‘Que?’ ‘What is your heart telling you?’ Basty repeated Mikel’s question. ‘Everytime I smell her perfume, everytime I touch her hand.. Everytime I hear her voice at the telephone, asking me whether to come over or go shopping.. When she looks at me and says my name.. My heart skips a beat..’ He stared out of the window. ‘When I think of her, remember her laughter, see her red chipped lips again from David’s party.. Breathing becomes impossible..’ He sighed like someone who’s head over heels in love. ‘She’s the light to my soul, and if I hadn’t found her, I’d still be lost and inconsolable.. I’m afraid of losing her if I tell her that I love her.. Love her more than ‘just’ a friend..’ He sighed again and looked at his feet. ‘Done?’ Mikel asked. ‘Guess so..’ Mikel sighed relieved and turned on his back. ‘Go and find your glasses, otherwise you’ll get a headache again..’ Basty said on a teasing voice and stuck his tongue out to Mikel. Mikel muttered and got up. ‘Yes mum..’ Quick he ran out of the room before Basty would throw a pillow to his head. Javi shook smiling his head. ‘You two are serious terrible!’ ‘Yeah, I know.. But Mikel and I are the best of friends.. Sometimes he calls me mum –or dad- and I tell him what to do.. Or call him pineapple-head..’ ‘I heard that, dickhead!’ Mikel walked back inside, wearing his glasses this time. ‘Love you too..’ Basty gave an airkiss to Mikel. ‘Yeah, yeah.. That’s what they all say, but in the meantime?’ Mikel muttered and sat down on the floor, his arms crossed and a stubborn expression on his face. ‘Let’s start with the movie-night before Mikel will do something to me..’ Basty grinned. ‘Or you to him.’ Javi said, and smiled. Mikel was busy turning a DVD on and sat back down in front of the couch.
Julie had taken a shower after Javi had left. She wore a black blouse and her favorite jeans. Her hair was still wet and dripping. She smiled and sat down on the big couch, while a fire was burning in the fire place. Julie grabbed her book and laid her legs on the couch. She was so busy with reading that she didn’t noticed the creaking of the door and the footsteps in the room. She turned page 99 and noticed that there was something moving next to her. She looked up and noticed that there was something written on the wall in deep red letters. ‘You will die…’ Julie stared at it. She got up and walked away from the wall. She saw how the photo of herself and Javi flew up in the air and how it got torn into a zillion pieces. Her jaw dropped and she felt the wall against her back. Slowly the vase Javi had given her for her 25th birthday moved to the edge of the cupboard. She could hear an evil chuckle, or was she just imagining the voice of her husband? Soon the vase smashed broken on the wooden floor and the water spread across the room. The daffodils were lying on the floor. Julie tried to scream. Her book got thrown away, and landed near her. ‘I will take care of him. He won’t get you, Julie. You are mine!’ Julie had found her voice again and screamed. ‘What the fuck is happening here?!’ Tears of anger, fear and disbelieve rolled over her cheeks and dripped on her book.
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Some disappointments honour those who inspire them.
- Miquel {Shadow of the Wind}
Dimitra- Administrator
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hahahahahahahha!!! A ghost xDDDDDD
Nice part!!!! Loved Mikel xD (again xD)
Nice part!!!! Loved Mikel xD (again xD)
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Marjolein- Number of posts: 1126
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Registration date: 2008-12-19
Glad you liked it
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Some disappointments honour those who inspire them.
- Miquel {Shadow of the Wind}
Marjolein- Number of posts: 1126
Age: 16
Ôüðïò: The Netherlands
Registration date: 2008-12-19
Part 10
They were in the middle of the fifth movie when Javi’s phone went of. ‘Javi here.. Julie! Slow down. Easy, easy girl.. Uhu.. Mm-hm.. Wait, I’ll be there in a second, ok? Hold on.’ He hung up. Basty and Mikel looked at him. ‘Julie is completely upset. I couldn’t get a proper word out of her…’ ‘Go Javi. It’s ok.’ Basty said and smiled. ‘Yeah, the last time you got called in the middle of our movie night, it was for bad news.. I never wanna see you that sad again. Go and help her.’ Mikel said and looked a bit concerned. ‘Thanks guys!’ and he raced out of the door, to his car.
‘What takes him so long?’ Julie was standing on the walkway. She wrapped her arms around herself. A cold late summer breeze blew right through her blouse. It made her shiver. She rather stayed outside, in the cold than going back inside where that.. that idiot was waiting. She was focusing now. Did she heard a car? Yes.. She recognized the engine. Suddenly it was cut of and a door slammed shut. Running footsteps on the stairway, on the walkway. ‘Julie!’ He looked at her. She ran into his arms and began to cry. Javi rubbed over her back, trying to calm her. ‘Sshh.. It’s ok now.. I’m here.. Whatever was in there, is gone now.. It’s ok, everything is ok now.’ He rubbed her back, trying to calm her. Little by little she calmed down. ‘It.. It was Mark.. He will come after you Javi..’ Scared she looked up. ‘But.. Why?’ ‘He can’t let me go. He thinks I belong to him.. He has to be stopped..’ Both looked at her door. ‘Let’s go. We have to.. talk with him? Or how do you communicate with a spirit?’ He took her hand and they walked inside her apartment. Julie hid behind Javi’s back. For somehow she knew something would happen. She squeezed his hand gently as they walked further inside. ‘Javi, I don’t trust at all..’ ‘Don’t worry Jules, it will be ok.’ He smiled and walked further inside. The book was still on the floor, the vase still broken. Julie wasn’t calm at all. Mark was still there, waiting for Javi. She didn’t knew what he would do to Javi. She hoped it was just a bad dream.. She hoped it, although she knew it wasn’t true. Mark was here, Javi was here, and so was she. Julie stayed behind Javi. ‘He’s not very nice. Look what he did to your birthday present!’ ‘I know.. I’m sorry about it..’ ‘Don’t be. It’s not your fault.’ He winked to her. Julie smiled but it faded soon. Was it just her, or could she hear Mark growl? She sighed. All this supernatural-crap was freaking her out. What if she’d turn around and run for the door? Would she be fast enough? But what about Javi? She couldn’t leave him with the spirit of her dead husband. ‘What was his name again? Mark, right?’ Julie woke up from her thoughts and nodded. ‘Ok.. Ehmm.. Mark? Are you here, somewhere? God, I sound stupid.. Anyway.. Why are you only now going after Julie? I mean you’re dead for almost two years now.. And if you’re worried about-,’ he dug for a flying CD, ‘You’re not playing a fair game. Just.. Leave Julie alone, okay? She’s not an object you own or something. She’s human and I l-.. I love her ok? I love her more than ‘just’ a friend. She’s always on my mind.. I can’t not think of her beautiful smile, her gorgeous red curls, her laughter.. I’m in love with her and you just have to accept it, dot.’ Julie stared at him. ‘Huh, did I really told a ghost-spirit-thing that I’m in love with you? I think I’d just lost my mind. I better go, and look for it..’ He turned around and headed for the door. Julie grabbed his hand and pulled him back. He looked surprised at her. Julie smiled and pulled him closer. Their faces came closer, and she kissed him. This time from real love, not just because they were going to have sex. ‘The funniest thing is, that I love you too Javi.’ Javi smiled and hugged her. ‘Please, will you stay with me tonight? I don’t wanna be alone tonight...’ She looked up. ‘Sure. Come, let’s go to sleep. Talking to ghosts is exhausting.. We’ll clean up tomorrow, promised.’ Julie smiled back. She turned the lights off and they went to sleep, ignoring the pissed off ghost in the livingroom. Mark knew he couldn’t win from Javi. He sighed and left to never come back again.
They were in the middle of the fifth movie when Javi’s phone went of. ‘Javi here.. Julie! Slow down. Easy, easy girl.. Uhu.. Mm-hm.. Wait, I’ll be there in a second, ok? Hold on.’ He hung up. Basty and Mikel looked at him. ‘Julie is completely upset. I couldn’t get a proper word out of her…’ ‘Go Javi. It’s ok.’ Basty said and smiled. ‘Yeah, the last time you got called in the middle of our movie night, it was for bad news.. I never wanna see you that sad again. Go and help her.’ Mikel said and looked a bit concerned. ‘Thanks guys!’ and he raced out of the door, to his car.
‘What takes him so long?’ Julie was standing on the walkway. She wrapped her arms around herself. A cold late summer breeze blew right through her blouse. It made her shiver. She rather stayed outside, in the cold than going back inside where that.. that idiot was waiting. She was focusing now. Did she heard a car? Yes.. She recognized the engine. Suddenly it was cut of and a door slammed shut. Running footsteps on the stairway, on the walkway. ‘Julie!’ He looked at her. She ran into his arms and began to cry. Javi rubbed over her back, trying to calm her. ‘Sshh.. It’s ok now.. I’m here.. Whatever was in there, is gone now.. It’s ok, everything is ok now.’ He rubbed her back, trying to calm her. Little by little she calmed down. ‘It.. It was Mark.. He will come after you Javi..’ Scared she looked up. ‘But.. Why?’ ‘He can’t let me go. He thinks I belong to him.. He has to be stopped..’ Both looked at her door. ‘Let’s go. We have to.. talk with him? Or how do you communicate with a spirit?’ He took her hand and they walked inside her apartment. Julie hid behind Javi’s back. For somehow she knew something would happen. She squeezed his hand gently as they walked further inside. ‘Javi, I don’t trust at all..’ ‘Don’t worry Jules, it will be ok.’ He smiled and walked further inside. The book was still on the floor, the vase still broken. Julie wasn’t calm at all. Mark was still there, waiting for Javi. She didn’t knew what he would do to Javi. She hoped it was just a bad dream.. She hoped it, although she knew it wasn’t true. Mark was here, Javi was here, and so was she. Julie stayed behind Javi. ‘He’s not very nice. Look what he did to your birthday present!’ ‘I know.. I’m sorry about it..’ ‘Don’t be. It’s not your fault.’ He winked to her. Julie smiled but it faded soon. Was it just her, or could she hear Mark growl? She sighed. All this supernatural-crap was freaking her out. What if she’d turn around and run for the door? Would she be fast enough? But what about Javi? She couldn’t leave him with the spirit of her dead husband. ‘What was his name again? Mark, right?’ Julie woke up from her thoughts and nodded. ‘Ok.. Ehmm.. Mark? Are you here, somewhere? God, I sound stupid.. Anyway.. Why are you only now going after Julie? I mean you’re dead for almost two years now.. And if you’re worried about-,’ he dug for a flying CD, ‘You’re not playing a fair game. Just.. Leave Julie alone, okay? She’s not an object you own or something. She’s human and I l-.. I love her ok? I love her more than ‘just’ a friend. She’s always on my mind.. I can’t not think of her beautiful smile, her gorgeous red curls, her laughter.. I’m in love with her and you just have to accept it, dot.’ Julie stared at him. ‘Huh, did I really told a ghost-spirit-thing that I’m in love with you? I think I’d just lost my mind. I better go, and look for it..’ He turned around and headed for the door. Julie grabbed his hand and pulled him back. He looked surprised at her. Julie smiled and pulled him closer. Their faces came closer, and she kissed him. This time from real love, not just because they were going to have sex. ‘The funniest thing is, that I love you too Javi.’ Javi smiled and hugged her. ‘Please, will you stay with me tonight? I don’t wanna be alone tonight...’ She looked up. ‘Sure. Come, let’s go to sleep. Talking to ghosts is exhausting.. We’ll clean up tomorrow, promised.’ Julie smiled back. She turned the lights off and they went to sleep, ignoring the pissed off ghost in the livingroom. Mark knew he couldn’t win from Javi. He sighed and left to never come back again.
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Re: Starts with goodbye ~Part 22 ..*The end*..
by xxolympiaxx on Fri Aug 07, 2009 12:25 pm
wooohoooo!!!! yeah go away you freaky stinky invisible ghost! xDD
love can win everything right?
love can win everything right?
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Dunno, bu my imagination can xD
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Re: Starts with goodbye ~Part 22 ..*The end*..
by xxolympiaxx on Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:09 pm
lol right! xD
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Muy grande partio 
Part 11
Javi was looking next to him. Julie was still sleeping. It wasn’t weird that she was sleeping while he was awake. It was only 4 in the morning. He smiled. She looked so cute while she was sleeping. Her head rested on his chest and she had wrapped herself in the blanket, trying to find some kind of protection in it. He laid his arm around her and pulled her closer. She mumbled in her sleep, and her facial expression changed. Javi wondered where she was dreaming about. He sighed and looked at the window. Soon sunrise would begin. He could see the sky getting a lighter color, far in the distance. He sighed deeply and looked back at Julie. Now he noticed how her hair was darker then with David’s party. It was more copper now. He softly followed the line of her cheekbone. Her eyelids fluttered and he pulled his hand back, scared he had woke her up. He kept looking at her, seeing how she woke up. Sleepy she rubbed her eyes and yawned. ‘Morning..’ she mumbled and looked sleepy at him while she rubbed her eye. ‘Good morning.’ Javi said and smiled. Julie smiled as well. ‘Could you catch some sleep, Jules?’ She nodded and yawned. ‘I had only a dream about Mark.. I haven’t had dreams about him since his accident…’ she looked at the blanket. Javi sat up and pulled her closer. ‘That’s ok Jules.. I have dreams about Sophia as well, sometimes.’ He looked down at her. She sighed. ‘But.. The last dream was half a year ago. I don’t get it.. And besides, why would he only come after me now, while he’s gone for two years?’ Javi nodded. ‘I know what you mean. Maybe because he noticed something.. Something which had changed in a bad way for him.. he noticed how you began to fall in love with me, and he noticed how my feelings had changed as well. I am a thread for him, well.. was I think.’ He smiled. ‘But tell me: How was Mark? As a person I mean..’ Julie swallowed and began to talk. ‘He was a really friendly man, if he was home at least.. His work was his everything.. But we never had argues about it. Huh, that’s pretty rare.. I mean; how many marriages survive when the husband is gone all the time? Anyway, he said that once the war in Iraq would have cooled down, we would start a family.. Then he would be home, so I could work more than I did. I worked in the little florist shop, next to the Turkish restaurant. I’m sure you know it. But after Mark’s death I was so full of grieve, that I couldn’t get up normal without having the feeling my heart was being jerked out. It hurt a lot the first months, but they fired me.. When I slowly picked my social life back up, I began to follow a study journalism, and now I work for the biggest news channel in Spain. Mark was the one to convince me that a child, or maybe two, would bring some rest in our life. Eventually I agreed with his plan. But then, March 2006, I saw on the news how the Iraqi army bombed an aircraft, near Baghdad. I remember how I was watching with tears rolling over my cheeks. Not much later I got a text message from Ruben, one of Mark’s mates in Iraq, that it was Mark his plane who was crashing down in front of my eyes on the TV, and that he hadn’t made it. Ruben and I have spent many hours afterwards with crying and helping each other. But he had his own life, so we lost contact. The last thing I have heard from him is that he found out he was gay and got married with a guy after he broke up with his former girlfriend. Life sucks sometimes.. April that year Mark’s remains got back in Spain and he got the funeral he deserved. And in July I had closed the chapter of crying and feeling like I was the only person on this planet. Now you know everything..’ She looked up to him. Javi caressed her hair and kissed her cheek. She laid her hand against his cheek. ‘And how was your wife, Sophia?’ She asked him in return. Javi looked at the wall in front of him. ‘Sophia was a really sweet woman. Very optimistic, no matter what happened. She played cello in a string quartet, and practiced every Wednesday. Well, until her belly was too big to continue playing. We were expecting a baby, and when she got a car accident, the baby was six months old. I remember that when she told me, I was practicing with my band –I’ll tell later about them- and she just walked inside. We all stopped dancing and walked to the bench she was sitting on. Her face was just one big smile. She said ‘Javi, I have good and bad news. The bad news is that we will have less space at home coz the good news is that you will be a daddy.’ I stared at her and danced, sang, and yelled that I would become a dad. Sophia was just as happy as I was that time. The first time the baby kicked was a little miracle. She quickly grabbed my hand and I felt how the baby kicked. It was serious amazing to feel how the baby you would love and raise was giving signs it was really there.. I always asked her if she wasn’t too tired, or if she needed anything. I was worried that if she did just a thing too much, it would be bad for her and the baby.. We heard it would be a little girl, when I went with her for an ultrasound. Sophia had already picked a name: Jasmine if it was a girl, Daniel if it would be a boy. We had already painted the room, it was soft purple with white flowers on the southern wall. Sophia had drawn them. But one night she drove home after visiting her parents. She was still driving when I called her, and I heard the radio playing on the background: Savin’ me from Nickelback. Maybe a bit ironic because not much later I got a call from the hospital that she’d had a car accident, and I had to come there, pronto. One of my friends I was with that night, drove me to the hospital. The other friend came with us as well. Mikel and Basty, that are their names, have been there for me during the past months, years. Together we are in a band: D’Nash, I think you might have heard or music hehe.. the other member/friend, Ony, is the one who drove into my wife’s car.. He was drunk while driving after having an argue with his girlfriend. I was so angry at him that I yelled at him that I hated him, and ran out of his hospital room. That night was the worst night of my life… Everything at home reminded me of her, remembered me that I would never hear her voice again, taste her paella, smell the scent of her hair or perfume anymore.. It was too much to deal with. I was desperate.. Desperate to be with her so I grabbed a bottle of pills and a bottle of whiskey. Thank God Basty got worried and he and Mikel drove to my house. They have saved my life.. A few months later I could bury her.. The funeral was nice. Ony told us that although I had forgiven him his stupid mistake, he couldn’t. It was hard for him. He told us that he had gotten an offer from a musical producer, and he would play in it, if it was ok for us. We all said that it was ok, if it was ok for him, so he left. I still have contact via e-mail and phone with him weekly. Eventually I have closed the chapter of her death, thanks to you for a part. I realized there was more to live for, that it wasn’t over yet.. Sometimes your life starts with saying goodbye.’ He swallowed and looked back at Julie. ‘I was sitting on my doorstep, hung up the phone and it fell out of my hand. But I knew I had to do it and he wouldn’t understand. So hard to see myself without him. I felt a piece of my heart break. But when you’re standing at a cross road, there’s a choice you’ve gotta make. I guess it’s gonna have to hurt, I guess I’m gonna have to cry and let go of some things I loved to get to the other side. I guess it’s gonna break me down, like falling when you try to fly. It’s sad but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life, starts with goodbye..’ Julie sang softly and kissed his cheek. Javi smiled and kissed her back. ‘Come, shall we get dressed and clean up that giant mess in the livingroom?’ His voice was happy again, and Julie noticed a twinkle in his eyes. She smiled as well. ‘First breakfast.’ She agreed. Both got out of bed and got dressed, ready to clean up.
Part 11
Javi was looking next to him. Julie was still sleeping. It wasn’t weird that she was sleeping while he was awake. It was only 4 in the morning. He smiled. She looked so cute while she was sleeping. Her head rested on his chest and she had wrapped herself in the blanket, trying to find some kind of protection in it. He laid his arm around her and pulled her closer. She mumbled in her sleep, and her facial expression changed. Javi wondered where she was dreaming about. He sighed and looked at the window. Soon sunrise would begin. He could see the sky getting a lighter color, far in the distance. He sighed deeply and looked back at Julie. Now he noticed how her hair was darker then with David’s party. It was more copper now. He softly followed the line of her cheekbone. Her eyelids fluttered and he pulled his hand back, scared he had woke her up. He kept looking at her, seeing how she woke up. Sleepy she rubbed her eyes and yawned. ‘Morning..’ she mumbled and looked sleepy at him while she rubbed her eye. ‘Good morning.’ Javi said and smiled. Julie smiled as well. ‘Could you catch some sleep, Jules?’ She nodded and yawned. ‘I had only a dream about Mark.. I haven’t had dreams about him since his accident…’ she looked at the blanket. Javi sat up and pulled her closer. ‘That’s ok Jules.. I have dreams about Sophia as well, sometimes.’ He looked down at her. She sighed. ‘But.. The last dream was half a year ago. I don’t get it.. And besides, why would he only come after me now, while he’s gone for two years?’ Javi nodded. ‘I know what you mean. Maybe because he noticed something.. Something which had changed in a bad way for him.. he noticed how you began to fall in love with me, and he noticed how my feelings had changed as well. I am a thread for him, well.. was I think.’ He smiled. ‘But tell me: How was Mark? As a person I mean..’ Julie swallowed and began to talk. ‘He was a really friendly man, if he was home at least.. His work was his everything.. But we never had argues about it. Huh, that’s pretty rare.. I mean; how many marriages survive when the husband is gone all the time? Anyway, he said that once the war in Iraq would have cooled down, we would start a family.. Then he would be home, so I could work more than I did. I worked in the little florist shop, next to the Turkish restaurant. I’m sure you know it. But after Mark’s death I was so full of grieve, that I couldn’t get up normal without having the feeling my heart was being jerked out. It hurt a lot the first months, but they fired me.. When I slowly picked my social life back up, I began to follow a study journalism, and now I work for the biggest news channel in Spain. Mark was the one to convince me that a child, or maybe two, would bring some rest in our life. Eventually I agreed with his plan. But then, March 2006, I saw on the news how the Iraqi army bombed an aircraft, near Baghdad. I remember how I was watching with tears rolling over my cheeks. Not much later I got a text message from Ruben, one of Mark’s mates in Iraq, that it was Mark his plane who was crashing down in front of my eyes on the TV, and that he hadn’t made it. Ruben and I have spent many hours afterwards with crying and helping each other. But he had his own life, so we lost contact. The last thing I have heard from him is that he found out he was gay and got married with a guy after he broke up with his former girlfriend. Life sucks sometimes.. April that year Mark’s remains got back in Spain and he got the funeral he deserved. And in July I had closed the chapter of crying and feeling like I was the only person on this planet. Now you know everything..’ She looked up to him. Javi caressed her hair and kissed her cheek. She laid her hand against his cheek. ‘And how was your wife, Sophia?’ She asked him in return. Javi looked at the wall in front of him. ‘Sophia was a really sweet woman. Very optimistic, no matter what happened. She played cello in a string quartet, and practiced every Wednesday. Well, until her belly was too big to continue playing. We were expecting a baby, and when she got a car accident, the baby was six months old. I remember that when she told me, I was practicing with my band –I’ll tell later about them- and she just walked inside. We all stopped dancing and walked to the bench she was sitting on. Her face was just one big smile. She said ‘Javi, I have good and bad news. The bad news is that we will have less space at home coz the good news is that you will be a daddy.’ I stared at her and danced, sang, and yelled that I would become a dad. Sophia was just as happy as I was that time. The first time the baby kicked was a little miracle. She quickly grabbed my hand and I felt how the baby kicked. It was serious amazing to feel how the baby you would love and raise was giving signs it was really there.. I always asked her if she wasn’t too tired, or if she needed anything. I was worried that if she did just a thing too much, it would be bad for her and the baby.. We heard it would be a little girl, when I went with her for an ultrasound. Sophia had already picked a name: Jasmine if it was a girl, Daniel if it would be a boy. We had already painted the room, it was soft purple with white flowers on the southern wall. Sophia had drawn them. But one night she drove home after visiting her parents. She was still driving when I called her, and I heard the radio playing on the background: Savin’ me from Nickelback. Maybe a bit ironic because not much later I got a call from the hospital that she’d had a car accident, and I had to come there, pronto. One of my friends I was with that night, drove me to the hospital. The other friend came with us as well. Mikel and Basty, that are their names, have been there for me during the past months, years. Together we are in a band: D’Nash, I think you might have heard or music hehe.. the other member/friend, Ony, is the one who drove into my wife’s car.. He was drunk while driving after having an argue with his girlfriend. I was so angry at him that I yelled at him that I hated him, and ran out of his hospital room. That night was the worst night of my life… Everything at home reminded me of her, remembered me that I would never hear her voice again, taste her paella, smell the scent of her hair or perfume anymore.. It was too much to deal with. I was desperate.. Desperate to be with her so I grabbed a bottle of pills and a bottle of whiskey. Thank God Basty got worried and he and Mikel drove to my house. They have saved my life.. A few months later I could bury her.. The funeral was nice. Ony told us that although I had forgiven him his stupid mistake, he couldn’t. It was hard for him. He told us that he had gotten an offer from a musical producer, and he would play in it, if it was ok for us. We all said that it was ok, if it was ok for him, so he left. I still have contact via e-mail and phone with him weekly. Eventually I have closed the chapter of her death, thanks to you for a part. I realized there was more to live for, that it wasn’t over yet.. Sometimes your life starts with saying goodbye.’ He swallowed and looked back at Julie. ‘I was sitting on my doorstep, hung up the phone and it fell out of my hand. But I knew I had to do it and he wouldn’t understand. So hard to see myself without him. I felt a piece of my heart break. But when you’re standing at a cross road, there’s a choice you’ve gotta make. I guess it’s gonna have to hurt, I guess I’m gonna have to cry and let go of some things I loved to get to the other side. I guess it’s gonna break me down, like falling when you try to fly. It’s sad but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life, starts with goodbye..’ Julie sang softly and kissed his cheek. Javi smiled and kissed her back. ‘Come, shall we get dressed and clean up that giant mess in the livingroom?’ His voice was happy again, and Julie noticed a twinkle in his eyes. She smiled as well. ‘First breakfast.’ She agreed. Both got out of bed and got dressed, ready to clean up.
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Part 12
The sun was shining, and Javi walked back home. Together with Julie he had cleaned up her livingroom. He had to remember to buy her a new vase and flowers. He felt happy and relieved. Finally he had told her how he felt, and she felt the same about him. It felt like living in a dream, but it was reality. Sooner than he’d expected he arrived home. ‘Time for a shower.. I have more dust than a broom..’ He chuckled and unlocked the door. Quickly he ran upstairs to take a shower. He turned the bathroom radio on and switched the shower on.
Javi had just put the shampoo in his hair when the doorbell rang. ‘God darnit!’ He turned the water off and grabbed a towel. Quickly he ran downstairs and opened the door. ‘Heya mate!’ Ony stood in front of him, smiling from ear to ear. ‘Ony!’ Javi smiled and opened the door further for his best friend. ‘Sorry for interrupting your shower..’ Ony chuckled and walked inside. Javi rubbed the shampoo out of his eye. ‘Ish ok.. If you wait here, I’ll get this stuff out of my hair and eyes.. Ouch..’ Ony smiled and sat down on a chair. ‘Make yourself at home..’ and Javi walked back upstairs. Ony looked around. The photo of him and Javi as teenagers was still standing in the bookcase, just as the photo from Javi’s wedding with Sophia. A sad smile appeared when Ony remembered Sophia and he walked towards the photo. She was always so cheery, no matter what happened. Her blue eyes always shined and sparkled, especially when Javi was around. How proud they were on the fact Javi would become father.. He shook his head compassionate. The girl would have been about two and a half now, maybe even three. He imagined how she would look like: Black hair, blue eyes, Sophia’s smile.. She would have been adorable... He let his eyes wander around the room, looking for more photos. He saw a bright light green photo frame standing on a small table next to the couch. There he saw a photo of D’Nash as well, taken on their last vacation together to Sicily. ‘Maybe good for us, now we can see other cultures..’ Basty had said. Ony grinned and looked back at the green frame. He saw Javi together with a woman. She had red curly hair, and brown eyes. Both were smiling. ‘Guess you found a new girl..’ Ony whispered and smiled. He walked into the kitchen and took something to drink. Not much later Javi was back downstairs, fully dressed this time. ‘Want something to drink Javi?’ ‘Err.. Sure. Juice.’ And he sat down on the couch. ‘Who’s that woman? She looks familiar at some point, but I can’t lay my finger on it..’ ‘That’s Julie Lopez, I met her at David’s birthday party. She helped me to get my life back on the rails. Yesterday I dared to tell her how much I love her, and we’re together now..’ ‘Aww… Little Javi is in love..’ Ony said and smiled wide. Javi threw a pillow to him, but he couldn’t hide his own smile. ‘But now I know where I remember her from.. She interviewed me about the musical ‘A’.. She’s really kind. I hope you two will become very happy.’ ‘I hope the same Ony, I hope the same..’ He smiled and drank his juice. ‘How are Basty and Mikel?’ ‘I don’t know.. They were fine yesterday, but I had to leave in a hurry.. Shall we meet them?’ Ony nodded and Javi grabbed the phone and dialed Basty’s number. ‘Hello..?’ Javi chuckled when he heard the sleepy voice from his friend. ‘Good morning!’ Basty groaned and he heard how he fell back on the pillow. ‘Had a rough night mate?’ ‘Just shut up..’ ‘Ok.. But hey.. Guess who was standing at my door this morning..’ ‘It’s to early to guess Álvarez!’ Ony laughed. ‘Wait.. Is that who I think it is?’ Javi pressed on the button for speaker function. ‘Yup, it’s me dude. Martos, Antonio Martos.’ ‘I bet you drink your martini stirred, not shaken.. haha! Good to hear you mate.’ ‘I agree Basty. It’s too long ago..’ ‘Okay, I have an idea.. Why don’t we meet at the pool? It’s warm and I wanna swim.’ Javi suggested. ‘Sure.. You call Mikel!’ Basty laughed. ‘Nice, thank you very much dick-head. You know he’s spending time with his girl, and I tell you one thing; what ever they do, it eint sleeping..’ Ony laughed and nearly fell of his chair. ‘Ony is laughing his ass off…’ Javi said and rolled his eyes. ‘I can hear..’ Basty laughed as well. ‘Well, I think that I’m gonna hang up now. See you at the pool around 2?’ ‘Yup.. If, IF, I survive calling Mikel..’ Basty laughed again. ‘You will, don’t worry. See you then. Bye Ony!’ ‘Ciao mate!’ and Javi hung up. Ony sat back down on the chair and took a deep breath. ‘Good.. Now Mikel..’ Javi sighed and called his friend. ‘Let it be voice mail, please let it be his voice- o hey Mikel!’ ‘Morning Javi.. What’s up?’ ‘Ony came to visit, and now was my idea to meet at the pool today, around 2.’ ‘Sure, I’ll be there.’ ‘Cool. See you later mate.’ ‘Yup. Bye Ony!’ ‘Bye Mikifú!’ ‘I’ll get you when we’re in the pool Martos. You, me, water fight! Ha!’ Ony laughed and Javi hung up. ‘Haha, now he will kill you instead of me.’ Ony stuck his tongue out. ‘Come, let’s buy me a swimming trunk and some lunch, if we’re in the city anyway.’ Javi nodded and they got up. He grabbed his car keys and they walked to his car. ‘Since when do you have a Chevy Impala? I thought you drove in a Peugeot 207?’ ‘Yes, I did.. Until Mikel rented it coz his BMW was broken, and hit a tree.. So I bought this one second hand. It’s even better than the 207.’ Ony laughed. ‘Mikel is serious blonde every now and then.’ Javi rolled his eyes and unlocked the car. The two friends got into it, and the engine roared to life. Soon they took off.
The sun was shining, and Javi walked back home. Together with Julie he had cleaned up her livingroom. He had to remember to buy her a new vase and flowers. He felt happy and relieved. Finally he had told her how he felt, and she felt the same about him. It felt like living in a dream, but it was reality. Sooner than he’d expected he arrived home. ‘Time for a shower.. I have more dust than a broom..’ He chuckled and unlocked the door. Quickly he ran upstairs to take a shower. He turned the bathroom radio on and switched the shower on.
Javi had just put the shampoo in his hair when the doorbell rang. ‘God darnit!’ He turned the water off and grabbed a towel. Quickly he ran downstairs and opened the door. ‘Heya mate!’ Ony stood in front of him, smiling from ear to ear. ‘Ony!’ Javi smiled and opened the door further for his best friend. ‘Sorry for interrupting your shower..’ Ony chuckled and walked inside. Javi rubbed the shampoo out of his eye. ‘Ish ok.. If you wait here, I’ll get this stuff out of my hair and eyes.. Ouch..’ Ony smiled and sat down on a chair. ‘Make yourself at home..’ and Javi walked back upstairs. Ony looked around. The photo of him and Javi as teenagers was still standing in the bookcase, just as the photo from Javi’s wedding with Sophia. A sad smile appeared when Ony remembered Sophia and he walked towards the photo. She was always so cheery, no matter what happened. Her blue eyes always shined and sparkled, especially when Javi was around. How proud they were on the fact Javi would become father.. He shook his head compassionate. The girl would have been about two and a half now, maybe even three. He imagined how she would look like: Black hair, blue eyes, Sophia’s smile.. She would have been adorable... He let his eyes wander around the room, looking for more photos. He saw a bright light green photo frame standing on a small table next to the couch. There he saw a photo of D’Nash as well, taken on their last vacation together to Sicily. ‘Maybe good for us, now we can see other cultures..’ Basty had said. Ony grinned and looked back at the green frame. He saw Javi together with a woman. She had red curly hair, and brown eyes. Both were smiling. ‘Guess you found a new girl..’ Ony whispered and smiled. He walked into the kitchen and took something to drink. Not much later Javi was back downstairs, fully dressed this time. ‘Want something to drink Javi?’ ‘Err.. Sure. Juice.’ And he sat down on the couch. ‘Who’s that woman? She looks familiar at some point, but I can’t lay my finger on it..’ ‘That’s Julie Lopez, I met her at David’s birthday party. She helped me to get my life back on the rails. Yesterday I dared to tell her how much I love her, and we’re together now..’ ‘Aww… Little Javi is in love..’ Ony said and smiled wide. Javi threw a pillow to him, but he couldn’t hide his own smile. ‘But now I know where I remember her from.. She interviewed me about the musical ‘A’.. She’s really kind. I hope you two will become very happy.’ ‘I hope the same Ony, I hope the same..’ He smiled and drank his juice. ‘How are Basty and Mikel?’ ‘I don’t know.. They were fine yesterday, but I had to leave in a hurry.. Shall we meet them?’ Ony nodded and Javi grabbed the phone and dialed Basty’s number. ‘Hello..?’ Javi chuckled when he heard the sleepy voice from his friend. ‘Good morning!’ Basty groaned and he heard how he fell back on the pillow. ‘Had a rough night mate?’ ‘Just shut up..’ ‘Ok.. But hey.. Guess who was standing at my door this morning..’ ‘It’s to early to guess Álvarez!’ Ony laughed. ‘Wait.. Is that who I think it is?’ Javi pressed on the button for speaker function. ‘Yup, it’s me dude. Martos, Antonio Martos.’ ‘I bet you drink your martini stirred, not shaken.. haha! Good to hear you mate.’ ‘I agree Basty. It’s too long ago..’ ‘Okay, I have an idea.. Why don’t we meet at the pool? It’s warm and I wanna swim.’ Javi suggested. ‘Sure.. You call Mikel!’ Basty laughed. ‘Nice, thank you very much dick-head. You know he’s spending time with his girl, and I tell you one thing; what ever they do, it eint sleeping..’ Ony laughed and nearly fell of his chair. ‘Ony is laughing his ass off…’ Javi said and rolled his eyes. ‘I can hear..’ Basty laughed as well. ‘Well, I think that I’m gonna hang up now. See you at the pool around 2?’ ‘Yup.. If, IF, I survive calling Mikel..’ Basty laughed again. ‘You will, don’t worry. See you then. Bye Ony!’ ‘Ciao mate!’ and Javi hung up. Ony sat back down on the chair and took a deep breath. ‘Good.. Now Mikel..’ Javi sighed and called his friend. ‘Let it be voice mail, please let it be his voice- o hey Mikel!’ ‘Morning Javi.. What’s up?’ ‘Ony came to visit, and now was my idea to meet at the pool today, around 2.’ ‘Sure, I’ll be there.’ ‘Cool. See you later mate.’ ‘Yup. Bye Ony!’ ‘Bye Mikifú!’ ‘I’ll get you when we’re in the pool Martos. You, me, water fight! Ha!’ Ony laughed and Javi hung up. ‘Haha, now he will kill you instead of me.’ Ony stuck his tongue out. ‘Come, let’s buy me a swimming trunk and some lunch, if we’re in the city anyway.’ Javi nodded and they got up. He grabbed his car keys and they walked to his car. ‘Since when do you have a Chevy Impala? I thought you drove in a Peugeot 207?’ ‘Yes, I did.. Until Mikel rented it coz his BMW was broken, and hit a tree.. So I bought this one second hand. It’s even better than the 207.’ Ony laughed. ‘Mikel is serious blonde every now and then.’ Javi rolled his eyes and unlocked the car. The two friends got into it, and the engine roared to life. Soon they took off.
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Some disappointments honour those who inspire them.
- Miquel {Shadow of the Wind}