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UFD Extra - Never, no woman ever with a single glance, will give me much

It is clear to everyone what I was unable to show my feelings: that whole madness was my declaration of love, but she had not and would not understand ... I would have received only pain.

had been three months since I returned to university and, between the view and everything else, I had not thought of Christine.

No, this is a lie: I had thought of her, and how! The thought every hour, every minute, every second of the day.

was difficult to study with her forever in my head, but since I'd had it, nothing could make me forget. And yet I could not call or go to her, I had so many other things to do, to think about ...

Taking the coveted degree, I returned from my stepmother - not yet found the house suits me - and had taken Old habits, going out every night with a different woman.

Often, however, I found myself at the local gang, and it was there that, one evening, I found myself in front of Christine, in Serbian with a "little surprise" for me: she was pregnant.

With difficulty he explained everything, of uncertain authorship Franz's refusal to be near her. It was destroyed, did not seem frightened by the prospect of raising a child, but the fact of being alone again and the idea that this child would not have had a father figure at his side, and even I wanted this to happen, I knew what he wanted mean to be a child of an unwed mother ...

And then ... Before my eyes there was the other woman who had chased for a living, and now I can finally make her mine, I could not throw it away. So I offered my help and wanted to live together without any commitment, and she could not help but accept.

Meanwhile, I returned to work at full speed: a degree in criminology, as I had designed, was a great help in designing the shots, I knew how to think and reason detectives and criminologists, so I made sure that our shots were unpredictable and could not be related.

The nightlife was instead considerably weakened, although I continue to see many women outside the home.

Then one day, it happened what I had expected and feared for months: the return of Franz.

was back with his tail between his legs and eyes full of tears, pitied him for a moment, realizing what he was in love with my Chris, but then I remembered that he had twice allowed luxury of leaving. The man had no right of streams back.

voltage and expectations animated the early months of this strange triangle after birth the child, however, began the real war: while Franz had regained confidence in himself, being the real father of Charlotte, I began to fear a defeat;

so I planned trials of magic about him trying to help him flee.

At first, my plan seemed to have happened: there was no logical explanation for those little accidents that actually happened (a swarm of bees came out of nowhere, on an empty stomach indigestion, sudden storms in the beautiful days of sunshine outdoor program something ...)

but that magic. But such arguments could have been put forward to accuse me of witchcraft? Certainly knew the issue, recently submitted by the faculty of medicine at the University of Magonia (© ciabby do), about the new disease was spreading to the continent, and who, among the symptoms, to pigment the skin of a strange greenish color ... So the color of my skin was excluded from evidence.

However, after the phase "I'm going crazy," let every way rationally acceptable to follow the instinct that stirred up against me. So, he adopted a useful strategy and effective for revenge: he started to do in a courting Christine;

and you, confused and flattered by the full attention of the blonde one evening when he is offered complete with a ring, he agreed without hesitation to marry him .

the evening of the proposal, I had brought Charlotte to a children's show, coming in, I could see the scene and dell'inginocchiamento of assent.

For a moment I felt completely lost, as if everything in the world, had lost its value. Then I looked at Charlotte, and I realized that I had, I could not let go, my heart went down again to terms with the instinct, and the worst part of me decided to use the child as a handle for Christine.

Shortly before putting it to sleep, intercepted the woman and spoke to her.

Toby: What bell'anellino! - I began, pointing the finger. - So you've made peace at last!

Christine: Well ... Yes ... - said, embarrassed. It was my impression, or tried to hide your hand?

Toby: Well, I'm happy. - I said, pretending to be quiet. - guess the time has come where I should go.

Then came the piece as a true actor looked sadly the child who kept his arms,

gave her a kiss and began to move towards the small room, when I stopped Christine: Christine

: Here ... It's not that you have to go now! ... I mean Charlotte could miss you. Maybe ... Well, maybe you can stay until the wedding! And while we will be relocating their honeymoon.

I turned to look at her: it was the reaction I had expected and hoped that, yet now, seeing it happen, a part of me was disappointed, as if he had not hitherto have thought that Christine was so ... so opportunist?

Toby: I do not think Franz will agree.

Christine I'll think about it, to him. To you be all right?

kindness was not what I read in his face, but a desire to please his daughter and herself, did not want to leave me, so I had made that proposal. It would even come to fight with your boyfriend, so ...

Toby: If it is for Charlotte, I gladly accept.

Christine: Well ...

Toby: Well . - ... which was playing everything in my favor.

I had obtained "permission to stay," and yet I could not stand between those four walls for more than a few hours, as soon as I could, I escaped from the happy little family that was forming. Looking Christine, I could not imagine that wrapped in the arms of a white man ...

Accordingly, I would just to take care of Charlotte when his parents were at work and as soon as Chris came home, I was going to gain a bread, and then, late at night, came home with a woman, making me feel good by the owner home.

I had imagined, however, that my plan had a double success: while Christine is gnawing jealousy, Franz rest on the laurels of an imaginary victory, believing that I had given up, which is why he had stopped fill his girlfriend's attention than she needed, and threw himself into work, making her feel alone again.

So, arrived at the height of the endurance of that life-home child-labor at the earliest opportunity if you took it with me, told off for my conduct by libertine.

I obviously took advantage of it.

Toby: If I remember correctly, our agreement provided that you do not meddle in my affairs.

Christine does not even provide you bring home a different woman every night!

Toby: I thought it was obvious ...

Christine No, it was not! - said through his teeth, furious.

Toby: What, are you jealous? - It was fun to ask this question, thinking about how many times was I to be jealous of her.

Chris seemed to think about it, then said: But what the heck Go thinking?!? I love Franz, how could I ever be jealous of you! You're just a spoiled little boy, a womanizer, a ... a ...

Toby: ... a ... what? - We had arrived at the crucial moment, he finally told me what he thought about me, what was I to her. Christine was the cause of what I had become, and I finally heard what he thought of his work ...

Christine: Are you ... - It was hard to breathe while I was more satisfied. - ... nothing.

Then the word of deceiving: Nothing ...?

Christine Yes - I said turning around. - You are nothing.

At these words I felt my heart bleed for me ... She was everything, the whole universe, and I for her ...

Christine You to me are nothing, you are less than zero, you ...

No, I did not want to hear those words! I had to stop it, had to be silent! Tappai the mouth with a kiss, and anger took possession of me, preventing me from thinking. I hold strong to my body, trying to block the craving to hurt her or her without her consent. Suddenly

I felt his arms shake his shoulders and his mouth to respond to the kiss.

was sweet ... He was passionate ... It was different.

Toby: I want you, Christine ...

And she, again, is not denied.



Thus began our "affair". In the evening to work the night to die of jealousy in the hope that Franz did not touch her,

the morning immersed in luxury.

It was unnerving to know how to mine for a couple of hours and then see her posing as the mother and perfect girlfriend for the rest of the day.

But I could really call it mine? Franz was not perhaps what was going to marry her? What, at the end of games, he could camp on the rights of two delicate? Just a few more months, and he would have torn me both while I would find myself alone again.

I did not want to suffer again, I was away from it as soon as possible. So, if the body was with them, my mind was still far away;

games were simple and with little distracted, sex with his mother was back at university, full of passion but without pampering or phrases sentimental.

Nor do I believe that Christine was aware, or to suffer any more ... I did not think really mattered to me.

One day later, back home, I found her lying unconscious on the floor, around his pool, a pool of blood.

Stress was the case brought by the gynecologist and psychologist, who had caused mental and physical imbalance and the consequent loss of the child. Of our child.



I still hate you for thinking, first of all, that the Child was the perfect opportunity missed to bring it back in my arms ... What I had instead of the heart? How could I not understand what I had lost and what is still a risk ... what risked losing all of us?

Christine was dead inside. There was no need to be a psychiatrist or a sorcerer, the situation was clear: do not get up from bed, she would not eat, watching her daughter when they begin to carry out domestic chores, we all delusional thinking of a recovery, but was not so, and it was obvious when they came to take us away ... Charlotte

Where were we? What we were doing while she sank in her despair? While the little girl that we kept all, risked injury or disease?

Where was I?

How many questions that I do not know or do not want to find answers ... In the end, I know because I did not notice a thing: I was back in my bubble of pain, I shut the world out of pretending that everything was going well, that only I had problems.

Toby: Christine ... ... I'm sorry - I said, his voice cracking.

Toby: You I should be close ... I should ignore what you said and try to help. - I confessed. - And now it's too late ... If only Franz and I we had been more present, this would never happen ... if only ...

I cried. He was a lifetime that does not happen to me ... I finally opened my eyes, I realized that I had all that evil inflicted on others was completely poured over me.

Christine hugged me and I squeezed. How could he forgive me so? I was the cause of all problems! If I had not looked for, if I had not wanted, she now had a normal family would have married her in his arms holding her child, joining an honest man who would love her for life ...

sobbed and trembled in my arms, supporting my head resting on his chest, and at the same time clinging to me. It had no one left, just me ... I had to abandon it? If I had caused all this pain, I was probably not the right person to be near her ... yet I could not leave it too, was on the verge of a precipice from which perhaps I could not save it ... but they would never have certainty without trying.

That night I lay awake thinking, while Christine, exhausted from crying and suffering, he slept nestled in my arms. Taken at dawn a "non-decision": she'd be next until it had been her choice whether to keep or send me away.



The first months were the hardest: Chris seemed to have completely removed everything that had happened. He behaved like a fifteen year continually asking to go to parties, disco, cinema or restaurant;

also drank like a sponge, he slept little and badly and had no concern for their health. I was beginning to be anxious, fearing that this could escalate even more, but I could not figure out a way to end it. So I left to do, praying that sooner or later it all ended.

Christine Hey, Toby, look at that! She's pretty, right?

I hurt her attention ... these

Christine Why do not we try? Come on ... Look at that perfect breasts, long legs that, that ...

Toby: 're trying to get rid of me? If you want to go out with another as long as you tell me ... ...

his way to please, self-sacrifice. I saw him in her gaze, she did not want to have others, but he was afraid of choking, to make me run ...

Christine No, but you talking about? I said to you ... Maybe tonight you wanted to change ... - In her eyes, unspoken sentences begging my presence.

Toby: I'm okay. - And it was true. She now had everything I wanted.

And despite my foolish pride and the insane belief that I was not able to eradicate from my heart - that I should make her suffer for it - were desperate to prove it, to show her that I loved her. But I was not able.

few months had passed, when Christine started acting even more strange: I do not speak any more, he avoided my gaze, he fled the moments when we were together with nothing to do ... I did not understand, I wondered if I had done something wrong, or whatever ... Is it possible that ...?

When, for the umpteenth time, she refused to leave, forced her to face me and explain, she just show me good eyes red and swollen for days trying to hide that, but without success.

When I asked her what had happened, she replied that for some 'time was not well. If

just before shaking the idea that he had finally decided to "let", now I was terrified that she might be sick: in the end, I had already seen how his body might be fragile, and I knew what had neglected in the last few months.

Toby: you been to a doctor?

Christine Yes, I was there. I had a check-up and there's nothing wrong.

Toby: So ... what is it?

was ill for some time and had the checks, everything without saying a word ... Now she said that there was nothing wrong, but his face told anything. What I was hiding?

Christine ... There was an unexpected ... I swear, it was an involuntary thing! I tried to avoid it, but ... - Ensure, with your arms in front of him, shaken. - I assure you, I do not know how that could happen!

Toby: Chris, you're making me scared! What happened? Explain!

Christine: ... I - He looked at her belly. - I I'm pregnant.

pregnant. Those words echoed in my mind, unable to understand it, expecting something bad, sad, unjust ... But it was all there. More ... there?

Toby: You mean ... expecting a son? - I asked her, after having taken into my hands. I still could not believe what I had just said.

Chris nodded and the world began to disappear. There was nothing outside of us and the child in her womb ... our baby.

Toby: Chris, it's wonderful is the news ... more beautiful ... could give me - I told her gently, then I saw her look out of place. - You're not happy?

Christine's eyes filled with tears, and nodded and let the hug. Nothing is perfect as his face bathed in tears of joy ...

Nine months later, Virginia was born ... Smiles of the name chosen by Christine: she justified with the zodiac sign of the child, but I saw the flash of malice that had illuminated his face in that statement.

He did not want be like me, did not want to be like her ... Sometimes I think about it now, and I smile at the thought of how things went then ... But that's another story.



After his birth, Chris became pregnant again, and both pregnancies were quiet and Christine seemed to be back once again ... He had a job - he could play well at home, to my delight -

and two children that filled the days, I had taken over from time to time, field work, in addition to the study of magic, the house was much larger, allowing us to live comfortably. We looked like a nice family happy, in fact.

But this was not what I thought.

It had been almost four years since Charlotte was taken away and Franz was gone, but not between me and Christine had been no clarification. The anger inside me was asleep again, the badness losses, the heart had almost found peace in that feeling of love for my children ...

Yet I knew that I would never be happy without the love of that woman around which my life revolved.

just this crazy life was my declaration of love, but she did not understand ... He could not understand as all that evil was born from sweet sentiment that bound me to her. But you must know, I had to tell her, and then let you chose if I wanted still at his side, or not.

Thus, at the earliest opportunity racimolai time for us both, I chose a time and a place where nobody would disturb us, and spoke to her, making me force at the thought of the ring that has long lived in the pockets of my clothes.

Toby: Chris, we need to talk.

Christine Tell me!

I spoke to her open heart, explaining the situation and prepared for that question: "Do you want me to go?" "I leave?", "Would you rather have someone else take my place?". What was the best? What would you use? And meanwhile, proceeded in his speech tried a thousand times before the mirror, or silence in the night, day at work ...

Her smile, meanwhile, which went off while the sagging eyebrows in an expression of fear ;

I kept talking, as she began to gasp. The removed my hands from the glass so they can take in my palms.

Toby: I never said I love you, or you said to me. You were on the verge to marry another, though I were beside you. I continued to see dozens of women even while living with you ... We have never trusted each other, and it seems quite normal, given the facts.

Christine: Toby ... You're leaving me? - He asked, his voice cracking.

Her eyes were filling with tears ... The tears I was doing it again. Yet, this time was different ... she was crying because she did not want me to leave, she still wanted me with him, although he had now no longer required.

After all, think about it ... She had chosen me. Every time we made love, all the hugs, kisses, tears subdued, the sacrifices because I do not go, jealousy, suppressed, the years spent together ... All those times, in all that time, she had chosen me . He could leave earlier, but had not done, because she wanted with her, despite everything.

Toby: No, Chris, I'm not leaving. I'm trying to tell you that despite everything, I have always loved. If you have been close, if I helped you, if I made you jealous, because if I did everything to blind you with Franz

... So I slipped my hands in my pocket and I decided that was the only one question to ask, and I convinced porgliela to hope that once again the decisive, she would choose me.

Toby: Christine, I did it because I've always been crazy about you. I love you from the first day, that morning when I saw my brother yearns for ... - I said, stifling a laugh. - I love you, Christine Delic. I love you and I'm asking you to marry me.

Then I went to his knees and held out the velvet box.

Toby: you? - I asked, his voice trembling and one silent prayer in my head.

She looked at me with eyes wide open, then a tear fell on his face, finally appeared in the reference of a smile, before his lips creased in a slight "yes."

Then, embracing, for the first time he told me he loved me.









Voice: Are you happy now?

Voice: Have you got what you wanted. You did. Are you happy?

--- The End (?) ---

This was the last part of the special on Toby, so the next update to return to the main plot. I hope you are liked these chapters is that their extra player! :)

Okay ... It's not a Friday, and also some of you will be surprised to see an update so soon ... (Well, a little lie every now and then you can give, no?: P) And the reason is said: This chapter was published on November 6, right in between the birthdays of Erica dear ( justka002 ) and Giulia ( pirate_otty ), which send giving them lots of wishes, much love, this update! : D

As for the next ... Well, it's entirely to be written, so do not promise anything about the date of publication.

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