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- Capitolo XVI -

My children so sorry but this chapter will be without photos because, really, I do not have time to take pictures ... I humbly beg forgiveness and hope in the next chapter will include some photos
kisses and happy reading!

not mention to stop raining. Already it is difficult to run normally, just imagine the rain. I usually love the rain. When I get home from work and I will stop raining in the street outside the door of my house, I raise my face to the sky and I do kiss the rain drops falling down from the sky. It's something I started when I came back from Calabria.
I love the feeling of rain on the face and the sense of freedom that gives you. Sometimes I thought that people reputed to be one crazy seeing me happy twirl in the rain but it's something that makes me quiet. Twirl in the rain makes me feel free.
Now that I'm running, however, I feel as if the rain would stop me because it slows down my pace.
the anxiety and I feel that soon my lungs burst, but I resist. I'm almost there.
half an hour has passed since I left home and are halfway there. I am now drenched but I do not care. I arrive at my destination and I have to do it quickly.
I had to do the long way because I know a shortcut.
On the streets there is almost none. I just passed
Ships Bridge and in front of me opens Via Leoni with the empty bus stop that does not even seem real, the art store where I always stop before the five minutes to see the paintings Featured, the outdoor bar always full of people now have tents shut down on the tables and chairs, the Fnac Real estate is always crowded now. At this moment Verona is a city that rests. It is strange to see her in this state of pause. It was amazing but it's so beautiful ...
The lights of the city, although no one is around, are always on, it seems that the city streets are lit only for me to allow me to fulfill my purpose with more ; ease. There seems to be a challenge in the rain and the city.
The rain was blinding my eyes but I keep going back and I start to scream for no reason \u0026lt;\u0026lt;We'll see who has the ... if you or I won! You can spit water all you want your clouds to those blacks but in the end I'll win!>>
And right now, and quickly passed by the closed gate of the house of Juliet, which I head part in the column soundtrack of my life lately I always echoes in my head.
Just gonna stand there
; And watch me burn
           But that’s alright 
           Because I like
           The way it hurts 
           Just gonna stand there
           And hear me cry 
           But that’s alright
           Because I love 
          The way you lie 
           I love the way you lie 
           I love the way you lie
           I can’t tell you what it really is 
           I can only tell you what it feels like 
           And right now there’s a steel knife 
           In my windpipe
           I can’t breathe 
           But I still fight
           While I can fight 
           As long as the wrong feels right
           It’s like I’m in flight
           High of a love 
           Drunk from the hate
           It’s like I’m huffing paint 
           And I love it the more that I suffer
           I suffocate 
           And right before I'm about to drown She
resuscitates me
She fucking hates me ...
While I continue to run and I feel in my mind Eminem and Rihanna that sing, I seem to be one of those American movies and I smile thinking how my imagination is not diminished in recent years .
another fifteen minutes have passed and I'm almost at the end of Piazza Bra when I approach the center of the square to catch his breath. I go to the fountains and I open a. I drink a long drink of water that seems to get back again. I had a throat so dry that it looked like the Sahara desert .
not mention to stop raining and I start looking at the sky. The raindrops fall thick and fast and the streets of Verona just feels his fall. They feel only the drops join other drips from above which were the puddles.
And these sounds make me think about this day when I said goodbye to John ...

That week had passed quickly. On Friday
I went to college to make the withdrawal so after going to the library to return the card went to voicemail.
After waiting half an hour for someone to come to the door, a guy finally arrive.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So? What should we do?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Devo do ritiro…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Libretto grazie!>>
I handed him the record book from the crack of plexiglass that separated us.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Adesso signature qui!>>
I signed. A few minutes later I returned an information sheet that I was no longer a student at the University of Calabria.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Arrivederci!>>
Honestly? We stayed very badly! I would have expected something a bit more like 'understanding' But why are you leaving? "And stuff like that but did not change. I went home sad and forlorn.
Two days later it was Sunday and I was arranging the last things in suitcases. John was also doing the same thing so it was back to his house.
Both of us had taken away most of our stuff already, but a month before we left the essential things.
I would leave that apartment forever and also John wanted to move to another apartment.
John was going away the next day when I'd gone that evening as they were to take Gabriel and Leonardo.
Almost as if he had read my mind, not just closed the last case, I heard the bell. I went to open and it was John.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm through! You?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Me too. I just closed the case last>>
He entered the house and closed the door behind her and hugged me.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not want you to remain there another vada… settimana…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I can not ... The owner wants me to go as soon as possible because he has to show the house to other girls ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Capisco… have hailed Melania?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Yes! CIA moved ... we are just friends, we were not friends but we loved each other ... I will miss>>
John and I went to my room and sat now on the mattress with no sheets. We leaned against the wall and looked for the last time our favorite movie on my pc. We laughed and imitated the characters holding hands.
I had the window open and just as the protagonists of the film made us both burst into a hearty laugh heard the thunder and immediately after the first drops of rain rushing down from the sky to hit the asphalt that surrounded us.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Good grief .... Why has it started to rain now?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not the so, now expects him chiedo!">>
John got out of bed and looked out the window.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Hey sky because you started to rain? What is it? Are you sad too?>> How
returned the head was all wet. Laughing, I approached him and took his face in his hands and gave him a slight kiss.
Just then the doorbell rang.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Devono arriving Gabriel and Leonardo…>>
I moved away from him but he took my hand and looked into my eyes. In his eyes I read all the sadness of the world and I could not help but look down, hold your hands and go to open the door.
Gabriel and Leonardo took my bags and went down again from the bottom to put in the car. I stayed at home with John. I could not say anything. I had a terrible knot in my throat that I blocked the language.
looked at the house and walked with his fingers the furniture that I had accepted that last year.
closed the door of my room and tore the plate with my name that I had stuck on and just then took over and the tears began to flow from the sun. These
another look at the house and then took the hand of John, posizionai house keys on the table, I went out and leaving behind a piece of heart.
For as long as we descended down to John and I said nothing there. We held hands and nothing else.
Gabriel and Leonardo already waiting for me on the road with the engine running.
That was the time to say goodbye.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not me promise that addio… tornerai..>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Tornerò!>>
We embrace stronger then I have not had the courage to regard him in the eye so I moved away from him and quickly ran into the car. As soon as I sat on the seat, I turned to John, who had remained motionless in the rain at me.
Gabriel departed after less than three seconds, but instantly stopped him.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Fermati!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Cosa?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ti I said fermati!>> yelled.
got out and ran back to John. That
rain in July was so thick that you almost could hardly see.
arrived in the arms of John, took her hands.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I love you Gio, a lot do not you forget it! And if I were sometimes treated badly because it will please forgive me just because I miss you to death!>>
I stood on tiptoe and gave him a sweet kiss.
He held me in his arms while our tears mingled with the rain that enveloped us with its warm blood dripping liquid.
When I returned after five minutes in the car I was already scolded me soup and Gabriel.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Are you nuts? Now I have all the seats wet>>
He kept talking but I was not listening to a word. I kept looking in the direction of my great friend that I was leaving but I knew that one day I would see.
Throughout the trip by car I did not say a word. Gabriele Guidi Leonardo angry and kept looking at me from the mirror.
When we got home he had finally stopped raining.
unloaded the bags and me and Leo brought up in the house while Gabriel went out again. In the elevator
Leonardo looked into my eyes and I spoke for the first time that day.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not dimenticherà, you're tranquilla…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Lo so…>>
I gave him a small smile and then turned to the mirror. I looked. My hair was matted and the pencil under the eyes all over cheeks.
laughed.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Perché ridi?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I wonder what John was afraid to see me in these conditions .. poor>>
I could not stop laughing. I was really a hopeless case.

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- Capitolo XV -

Since today is particulary happy because he finally started supernatural, and then I just saw the episode, I decided to make you happy even with a new chapter! :)
ENJOY!

Inside the box I found my necklace, that her necklace, that I had given him for Valentine's Day heart-shaped half.
Just saw her burst into tears. I covered my face with my hands and I slumped on the table.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why? Why me he sent it back? Why has not had the balls to tell me it was over?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not the so… I think he was afraid of affrontarti…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; are Stupid of a bitch ...>>
At that moment John came out of my room and was in the kitchen. When I saw Carmen sitting slumped on the table next to me, I immediately ran next door.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Penny! Penny what happened?>>
I handed him the box with the necklace inside.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Brutto son puttana…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Vedo that you have the same pensieri…>> Carmine said.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why did he send it? He had the balls to talk to her? You feel it? You have his address?>>
\u0026lt;dispiace… when he calls me 'No I do it with a card that is international anonima…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;bastard by Penny ... calm down, you Please calm down, please ... do not do that>> the
I threw the gap in the neck and began to sob even harder so I picked John

and took me into the bedroom and made me lie down on the bed.
I took a pillow and began to crush him in my arms while John returned to the kitchen to talk to Carmine.
I did not hear what they said because I was too busy to hear my sobs, but from time to time, I heard John speak up and throw bad words here and there in the middle of sentences.
Then I heard the door slam and John went back to my room. She lay down beside me and squeezed.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Shhhh, shhhh. Do not worry I'm here with you now. Forget that idiot ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why? Why me?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why is an idiot who can not understand what has happened to the wonder in his hands. Try not to think about it ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Oh, Gio! Please stay with me ... do not leave me!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I can not let you .... You who want to leave me ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I have to go do not you see? I must get away from places where I was with him. I have to detox from Paris. Will that be a coward, a wimp, but I can not be better. I walk away, I run. This please forgive me ... ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm not mad at you ... I love you. I do not want you to be hurt and I understand that being here makes you go crazy without you that I will go mad. You're my best friend, you're my person. In you I found my person, my soul. You are the person I trust most in the world and if you leave, a piece of my soul it will come off with you ...>>
I could not say anything more. I leaned my forehead on his chest and squeezed. His arms wrapped around me and I felt safe.
was really the right choice to leave? I was not so sure.
I felt that I had to change something again in my life and I knew this could only happen andandomene but I was not so sure of wanting to change my life again. Over the past eight years my life was changed too. Before my parents were separated, then the city had changed, I changed schools, I had changed my friends, then back to town, new friends and now I was redoing it.
I was so angry with the world because I could not find my place. I could not find any place where those really good about myself and I could really call home.
I was a wimp. I was afraid of everything. My future was too uncertain. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life or spend my life so complicated.
The only support I had at the time was John and I were hunting on. I knew that I had to do for my own sake and also for her because from experience I know that it is not easy to be with me. I'm stubborn, annoying, too jealous, they are not very intelligent in fact I still wonder how it ever be admitted to the engineering faculty building-architecture when there were five hundred other people better than me. I've never had
confidence in myself but John made me feel good and made me feel protected.
I feel cheated by Paris after two weeks without me he had already forgotten and passed over. I did not ask anything just call me and tell me "Penny, I can not do to be with you. We are too far apart. It is better to end it here! "I would have angry, I cried, I would have insulted but then it would be easier to forget and move on at that moment I did not know what I think. I wanted to know why but I could not get an answer. If
Paris at that time had appeared at the door, I was sure that John would killed because even though it was smaller size, the anger that he had was almost comparable to mine and sometimes, anger does not unleash a force that is believed to have.
I remember that I stood crying embraced with John for hours until he broke away from me, looked at me and kissed me. When I opened my eyes and looked at him I saw he was crying.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Perché piangi?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Perché few months I also feel like you're feeling you ora…>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But you and I will feel forever. Every day. And we'll see ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Quando?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;When come for vacations or when you come to see me tu… because you come to visit me every now vero?>>
did not answer my question to that. She hugged me again and pressed me almost even stronger with the fear that if he let go for a moment I would be vanished.
I wondered how I did not realize the feelings of John and I said I was too busy to self-pity to notice.
I had been a total fool.
If I had done to his feelings, perhaps the first case would be all so different.
Maybe I would not know Paris and I would love him. Perhaps we'd be together and we never left. Maybe I was going to college and I was really happy. Many
but if you can not change the past and you never know what the future holds so I had to live in this way that made me feel better and the best way at that moment, to feel better, had to get out of that place. After a while 'I fell asleep. When he arrived
I woke up in the evening.

I did not realize that I fell asleep and when I awoke I was still in the arms of John, who, although he had fallen asleep, was not loose even a little 'grip on me.
I looked in his face and saw that his face was wet with tears. He cried so much that day and he thought about what had to be embarrassing for him, he gets to see a woman crying while I was meaning that in front of me was a man and a boy as I thought it was. Despite everything, I could not understand this blind rage that John had against Paris but then I realized. Paris had become over time his best friend and I realized that he had not only abandoned me but also John and he just could not forgive him.
John was a strong man who in the last few months had done nothing to protect me and support me so that I could have a moment of light in the darkness that was spreading again in my life but I did not realize that he was suffering for the same person.
Now you think that is too long by the end I was with Paris just four and a half months, but believe me, I fell in love in earnest. A love so strong that it hurts just thinking about it still the heart.
Once, when I was in high school, I went to the school psychologist. I spoke of My difficulty in entering and breaking at that time I had with my boyfriend at the time. A Francis which if you look back now I get the big laugh as I was naive at the time.
I remember that after an hour of tears and clinex dirty, a psychologist with an indifferent and bored, he said, "But you know that to really fall in love with a person must pass at least two years? And fall in love with this person should live for two years ... love is a psychological thing. We believe a try but it's really just a matter of habit. We get used to receiving attention from a person and when this ends we feel alone and abandoned and in love but in reality it's just habit! "
I remember that looked wrong. I wanted to say that it was a stupid fool if you think that way. I do that with my romantic way to think about life listening to his words horrified at the thought that there were other people in the world certainly thought that way and I thought of what would be the sad life of people.
At that moment I wanted to go to the psychologist and let him see John, who loved me even though I was with another man and let her know that everything she had thought until then were just stupid and that he thought only to defend love that drags you into its vortex of happiness when you arrive but then plunges into the abyss of darkness when it ends.
I kept looking at John with tenderness

and I could not help but touch her cheek with her fingers. It was so nice. Never before, I had realized how beautiful it was that my strange and crazy friend.
did not want to wake him. He slept so well. "Who knows what dreams .." I thought. And as soon as I finished think he woke up.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Buongiorno…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Really it's evening ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Allora buonasera!>>
I smiled and gave me a kiss on the forehead after he shook a bit 'and then got out of bed. As he stretched
I stayed lying in bed.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What were you dreaming? You had a look so happy ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I dreamed that beaten up Paris! It was a dream fulfilled!>>
both burst out laughing and then we changed and went to eat at McDonald's that was a hundred yards from my house.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I want a Happy Meal !>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What? How old are you? Five?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But I want regalo…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And you to take that gift stupidata?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Certo!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Aspetta va, here is meglio!>>
went to order while I sat at a table outside and waited.
She returned fifteen minutes later with two trays.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Here! For a princess McChicken, fries and coca-cola ... and a Happy Meal >>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I've got two menus? I do not eat so much!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And open it and do not domande!>>
I opened the box of 'Happy Meal and inside I found it rolls its chips but only the surprise .
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ti've had to give a sorpresa?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Hey! I'm Superman >>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ti adoro!>>
I leaned on the table and gave him a big kiss on the cheek!
ate and laughed a lot. It seemed that nothing had happened that afternoon. At that time it was just me and him to enjoy the warm evening in early July.

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casually got back here, do not know if this will keep on happening.
need to find the courage to start writing again, got six years of news to recover O_O

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- Capitolo XIV -

I know, now lapsed but unfortunately I still have the computer failure and you need to make do with what I have! Anyway this time I did ta5rdi with the update because this year are permanently ill and believe me, I can not verametne more! Enjoy
this update because the next will take a good deal you get! : P
ENJOY!

John had to do more tests. He had been examining the design and had passed by a vote of 25 and had certainly passed the writing of geometry. The only thing that remained was the oral geometry but he was already prepared super would not even wipe more.
We drank and joked throughout the afternoon.
At seven in the evening we turned on the radio and listen to our favorite Sound of Light Sound Radio. The speaker sent the letters that we now know by heart: "Hello, I am Leo Alfano! Who? Leo Alfano! ... "
knock on the door and Melanie came into my room.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You mind if I listen to the program with you tonight? Marco has taken away my radio ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, come quiet. We are still marked with.>>
listen to the news that Leo Alfano told us and we listened the music the dj Massi aired.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Oh dio… I love my quest'uomo!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Who? Leo?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Yes! But have you heard that voice that? I dare not imagine how live ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not a large fico!>> Both John
that Melanie turned to me and looked at me wrong.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And what do you sai?>>
They said in unison.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Hmm ... Paris knows him and once I submitted it ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;kidding right? And it occurred to you to present it to me?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No, for two reasons. One because you're busy. And two because he is busy with a big pussy ... pergiunta>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Vorresti say that I'm not fica?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I did not say this but I met the girl and it's really beautiful ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I understood ... but I would encounter.>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Frequenta mechanical engineering and worked in the construction of the machine cart dell'università.>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And the fidanzata?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Fa economia>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And as chiama?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Deborah seems to me, I met her for two seconds. But excuse because you care so much?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So, curiosity ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Meli Marco, remember your beloved fidanzato…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Yes, yes, yes ... I said it to John. Maybe he is concerned ...>>
John looked at her and burst out laughing.
While listening to the program so we continued to drink at nine o'clock I was drunk driving.
I seem to be a tough but alcohol can not stand for anything.
That evening we stayed to watch movies on DVD though, as I was drunk, I do not remember what we saw. I only know that at some point, John hugged me and kissed me.

I remember that I did not resistance.

I was too drunk to do anything. Only after he broke away and looked into my eyes, I asked him what he was doing.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mi piaci, sempre, I like from the first day I saw you I like you a lot to precorsi, Penny… no longer love Angela because I think I'm in love with te.>>
\u0026lt; \u0026lt;Anche a sacco… I like you but you know I love Paride…>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not me importa… soon I want to be with you passerà… te!>>
That evening, I was in that condition, I could not tell the difference between want to be your boyfriend and I want to be with you tonight making love.
I meant the second definition of "want to be with you."
I was sad and depressed and I had always liked John. There I saw nothing wrong with what we were doing.
We loved him and I was fine with him.
That was one of the best nights of my life.

so I stayed well together with John that there unplugged all night.

For me it was a way to vent. I was too well with John and let's face it, that between us in bed was a God!
The next day, though, I thought that everything was back to normal. I had already happened in the past to make love with a friend and then everything was back to normal as if nothing had happened, indeed, things had improved and hoped that things would have gone with John in that way.
remember that we left the house to go to the university library to see the results of geometry on the internet.
was then that I realized that I had misinterpreted his "want to be with you" because suddenly, as we walked, took my hand.
I remember I stopped and looked down.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What c'è?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;niente che… is how you keep me here in the mano?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What's wrong ? In Paris you were always hand in hand ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Si… certo… was normale…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It is not normal with me? Let's get together ...>>
Let's get together? But he had gone mad?
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Giovanni excuse but quando…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not we insieme?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I non…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But we made love & hellip ;>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Lo not know but I thought you wanted a story that you just left seria… with Angela and I with Paride…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So what? Yesterday I told you what I feel for you ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Giovanni dispiace… me I wish you a world of good credimi, but now I do not feel ready for a new storia…>> I looked at the
his face sad and dejected. I knew of him broke my heart when I left the hand. I never wanted to hurt him. He was the only person I fidassi apart from my brother and Morena.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Giò, sorry tanto…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It does not matter ... I have not explained let it be ... well ... then we go to see these results or not?>>
We went all the way to university and none of them spoke again. I kept looking at him in passing as he looked straight ahead.

check the results of the examinations. He passed the written with a vote of 24. Inexplicably, I also passed by a vote of at least 15 to be admitted to the oral.
Come back from college, John returned to his home.
kept coming up to me to study but did not sleep more from me.
The reports were hopelessly compromised and I realized that it was only because of me.
Study for a week after we gave the exam.
past both. 28 with him and I to the skin of our teeth with 18.
now the university for that year was over. John had passed all the exams of the year and I missed only one.
Although now our relationship was very compromised, we decided to celebrate the same prejudice another week at the university.
After examination I came home for a few days.
When I told him the news that he spent examining geometry rejoiced my brother Leo.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;How nice! I'm so glad you passed the test!>>

But he was the only one.
My father and my brother Gabriel were not very enthusiastic.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Only 18? And you accepted? You had to refuse to vote and do it again! You have done three tests to 28 and then take a 18?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But not believe that I can always take 28 or more vero?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Of course you can not ... you have to >>
I have? Gabriel Well ... he did not understand anything about me.

In those days I decided to talk with my family of my will to move.
I spoke first with Gabriel.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What you want to surrender eh?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not want to give up .. simply want to leave ... I want to go home ..>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;And perché?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Perché I miss Verona…>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt; , E with the university? Engineering is not in Verona>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Andrò to Padova… I'll pendolare…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not if you can do ... staying up 24 hours 24 next university exams as you can expect to take 18 votes to take decent passing train in your free time?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;This is my problema…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Listen do as you please ... so we knew that would not be resisted!>>
Gabriel had been so hard on me that the tears ran down my sunglasses but I knew that I was talking that way because he loved me and that basically he was sorry if I I was going.
You see, my brother Gabriel, is a dick but it's a good guy ...

does it very well. Being the older brother always tries to do the hard but he is, above all, to get the deck in life to set a good example of life for us children.
Even if we fight almost always want a lot of good. When I was
baby, Gabriel, was my role model. I wanted to be as such to him because he was so strong and brave and determined
... It was all that was just for me, Leonard and Miriam. Miriam
instead has always been a hothead.

With her, as children, we fought every day and we were too full months without speaking to. As with Gabriel after a few hours we were friends again.
Miriam is introverted, stubborn, super pissed off and with her there is no margin for error.
We started to get along when we separated. We felt every now and then, we saw each other rarely, and lets not fight anymore because we had been away so long that they do not feel the need.
At that time, did not live at home with her then the situation was stable.
With my father was difficult. Dovergli me say that I was going back was difficult.
I tried to say as gently as possible but the juice was always the same.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But why would you want to go? You are not happy here?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No dad, not for what it is ... I miss Verona, I miss my friends and I miss my mother ... now is my city ...>>
He stayed in it bad. I saw he had tears in his eyes while talking to me but I knew that after a few days after my departure would have been happy not to spend more money for buckling me back to my mother.
After that the whole family, only Leo was missing. With him would be very difficult. He was what would suffer more and then tried to determining the best possible words.
I loved him too and I did not know how to not make him suffer.
I called in my room and I did sit in front of me on my bed.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Leo I have to tell you something important ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What is successo?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Listen to me ok? So ... you see ... this time I'm not very good. I am always sad and depressed and I need some 'quiet. The business of Paris hit me hard and left a wound too big ... I thought and thought about what I could do to feel better and I finally found the solution ... a practical and simple solution ... I have to do is just go & hellip ;>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;go? Where? Want to go for a trip?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Quasi… want to go casa…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But you're already casa… is this your casa…>> ;
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;This is YOUR casa… my home in Verona with mamma…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What? You want to go? Again? Why?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why I can not stay here ..>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What about me? You can not leave me alone again! I do not want to be alone again!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But're not solo… are Gabriel and Miriam that you know you want bene…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Not true! >>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Of course it's true! Leo on the baby ... do not try to understand ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mi want to leave nuovo!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;not I'm abbandonando…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But that's just what you're doing! I'm fine when you're here! Since I'm happy you're back!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Then you come, too! You know I m amma would be delighted to have you with her ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But I can not get away ... I have too many things here! The school, my friends, Paola ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I Have Verona things that I miss ... I miss my friends, I miss mom, I miss my city!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You're just selfish! Just think to yourself>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Leo! This is not true ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But yeah! Do not think of me? You got some friends here too!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Gli remain friends even if the distance veri…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not want to come to Verona, Verona I do not like me Like here>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;E I do not want to stay here because here I do not like! I came back because I wanted to see what I had lost andandomene away and I have not lost anything! This is not my place you see that? The only thing that keeps me tied to this place only you>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not go please .. do not leave me alone again ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mi Leo… davvero… sorry but I andare…>>
Leonardo got out of bed and walked out of my room, slamming the door.
for one day I spoke to him. When I crossed the corridor of the house hurried up and went to turn in his room.
I was heartbroken for that story. I was hurt and also John Leo, and I felt crap.
I stayed all day locked in my room, lying on my bed to weep bitter tears until the Saturday afternoon I heard a knock at the door and entered Leo.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Penny, I dispiace…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;For cosa?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;For all the selfish ... not you I am ... but you're wrong and I do not do anything but make you feel even worse. Paris was a shock to you ... this year was very hard for you but in spite of everything I've always been close and never back out and never leave me. I love you and I know that if you do that you've thought a lot and you have weighed up the pros and cons and I know that there are well in control ... I know what it took to get here. Was also partly my fault because after your graduation but I did not ask to move here and a little 'for Andrew, a bit' to see the world that we've lost were also added my insistent and you're coming. I miss you so much but .. hey! We used it? We have resisted for five years ... a few more years there will kill mica, right?>>
I stared into my eyes and wept as she spoke. I knew that he had prepared his speech but I knew that came from the heart.
I got out of bed and hugged him hard.

was my brother and I wanted a good soul. Nothing and no one would separate.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;A proposito, but what the hell did you get those capelli?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why? Do not you like?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Of course I like it! You know I'm in a punk!>> For
stayed closed all day Sunday in the room to think of John. How do I behave with him? Maybe it was not a good idea to extend my stay for another week alone makes him the bargain.
Fortunately, at least for two days, Melanie was also with me then she would go on vacation.
When I boarded the train the day after I found that John, as usual, I took a seat next to him.
When I sat down I do not even greeted.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Hai decided to go to really fine…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Yes. but do you know?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Me told Leonardo…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What pettegolo!>>
For five seconds silence fell between us after that He looked into my eyes.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Perché?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Te l'ho already detto…>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mi miss the sai?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'll miss you you too ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Saremo friends the same vero?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Of course! You're my best friend ... and I wish you a good soul!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Promettimi you return to trovarmi..>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Of course I'll be back ... this is not ; a farewell but only a goodbye, that's all.>>
smiled then, as usual, we set the iPod headphones in his ears all the way and watched the landscape of Calabria run off before.
That would be the last Once I saw the landscape and was the last time I did that trip with John. I had a great sadness in my heart.
John and I spent all day at my house or his house to watch movies and eat junk food but then when he came in the evening, everyone returned to his home.
On Wednesday came in a hurry and so I had to greet Melanie. During that year I was very fond of her and I was sorry a world no longer lived with her. We had become good friends and we loved each other.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Mi recommend you a good girl and not sparire!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Quiet Meli I will feel, I promise!>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm counting! I miss you .. Marco ... and also did not come today because he was sorry to say goodbye. He does not like goodbyes. It makes you hard but is very fond of.>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Certainly. I became his guinea pig's favorite tease and torture. I still have the bruises of the last tweaks>>
We looked into his eyes and smiling but with tears in her eyes off us then we hugged and she gave me one last smile.

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ci seen allora!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ci you vede!>>
He took his last suitcases, left the house and closed the door behind him.
I would be really missed.
It was now mid-July and almost all of it had gone from Rende. The city looked like a ghost town.
was nice not to hear any more noise than the echo of our voices and our laughter.
We went that way (to eat junk food and watching DVDs), for three days and then something happened.
We were at my house. John and I were sitting on the floor in my room watching John was the last movie you downloaded from the Internet. I think it was " the Land of Women".

I had already seen the film when it was released two years earlier, but John still had not looked.
remember it was that movie made me me want to become a writer.
After seeing that movie, I got home, I went to PC, and began to write. I do not remember what I wrote but I remember that I spent four hours without a break to write and when my mother was calling me for dinner I could hardly believe that four hours had passed.
I still have it saved somewhere on My laptop that story. Every so often I read and I think how stupid I was but I lack inspiration when I read it and she comes back.
We had arrived at the scene where Carter (Adam Brody ), had just come from her grandmother and her agent called to tell him that the script for the porn movie he had written was wrong,

when John turned to me, put his hand behind his neck, pulled me towards him and kissed me.
I tried to pull back but he held me very close. When, after a good two minutes, he finally let me go, I took a sharp slap

and I jumped up.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What the fuck do you think? Why did you kiss her?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Possibile who do not understand that I'm in love with te?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Cosa?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I love you >> I was
incredulos from that revelation. But what was he saying? Was it out of my head?
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Gio but you're saying? Are you crazy? You're not in love with me ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why I can not be in love with you?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why not! You and I are friends ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Lo know that we are friends but io…>>
I went up to him and stroked his cheek where I had pulled the slap.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Also I love you John ... but it is a different love ... a love of friendship with you ... I am well, very well indeed and I know that if we tried we could be even better together as a couple but I do not I want to kid yourself, I will not make you feel bad even more than as I made you feel. I'm going to go ...>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know! It is precisely for this reason that I kissed you ... I know you love me and that basically you like me too I otherwise would not have made love to me ... I want to keep your memory ... I want to enjoy these last days with you like a fairy tale ... do not deny me the story please!>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But this story would turn into a nightmare in a few giorno… I do not want you to be hurt because mia…>>
\u0026lt; ; \u0026lt;Stop Penny! It is I who want it ... and want you too ... do not deny it!>>
John became close to me and kissed me and I just do not stop him.

I was tired of many things, and John made me feel good. It made me feel loved. John was proof that not everything goes to hell.
Paris now not calling me for four months and I realized that I was now over.
I let myself go into the arms of John, who at that time they looked so warm and inviting that I could not break away.

Now weather you are giving me the not very good but none of you is ever be with someone just because at that moment there seemed the right thing to do to be a bit 'better? Do not say no because I do not believe!
John seemed to know the soul.
decided to extend the stay for another week and in those nine days together, introduced me to the highest degree of sweetness and tenderness and passion that I have ever seen.

was during the third day that everything was ruined.
Around four in the afternoon of Monday, I heard the doorbell. It seemed strange that someone I knew was at home because nobody knew who we were but the bell would not stop playing so I decided to go to the door.
was Carmine.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Carmine! Hello,>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Ciao Penny as stai?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Oh io… enter dai… what are you doing qui?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I had to take one thing>>
Now I thought that I'd forgotten something at home to Paris and cursed me for my carelessness.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What? I left something at your house?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;No ... quiet you do not have anything left ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;So what I have to give? A gift?>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;one specie…>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Oh bene!>>
He sat at the table and I imitated.
was very serious and dark and I could not understand why because he was always cheerful and lively.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What is Carmine? What happened?>>

\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Here you see ... I heard Paris a few weeks ago ...>>
only pronounce the name of that I had a start. Then he was alive ...
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;... told me to tell you that bothers him so much ... then sent me this and asked me to take it>>

He had cast out from his pocket a small box that sat on table in front of me. Carmine
I looked and then the box. I picked him up and opened it and inside I found ...