omguush ;u;!!! this is a story a friend wrote for me!!!! and I love it, this is too meanful for me! hope you like it ;u;

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Rain…always beautiful and calm, always filling the heart and the environment with a strange and devout melancholy…but that afternoon that rain seems mostly to take away the last trails of pain that tied up a heart.

She had been all that day sitting there, looking at the horizon through the window, looking the drops falling and listening to the environment’s noise. She had been ceased to cry around two hours ago and she was just sitting there in an old wood chair facing that curved window that keeps her dry.
In her face it still could see those trails of salt accompanied with a sad expression denoting the end of a duel that she had for more time than the necessary.

“stupid man…” she whispered for herself moving her anxious hands through her lap at the same time all her memories wake up each time she strokes the little object she moves between her fingers.

<<<That day…a day just like others when she visited her loved man trying to surprise him…he was busy, as usually, but that did not matter because he was always there for her, whenever she wants, or at least that was she used to think…especially when they could start to stroke and kiss each other after the dinner…him only him was the man she wanted to love listening those words that they could confess each other in complete complicity, seeing how the plans were showing a future together, seeing how the ways opened horizons and seeing all those infinite possibilities just in front of them, they only needed to wait some months when she finally would finish her studies and could follow him to the end of the world. At least…that was that she thought.

Days passed and those visits turned monotonous for him, it does not matter how much different delicious food she got for him or what kind of conversation she wanted to start with him… she noticed how much he started to change…soon all those little things she used to do for him, all that caring and gifts ceased to surprising him; did she is that blind to notice it? did she do all those sacrifices for nothing?

Maybe she thought it was alright or maybe she thought she was just exaggerating. How stupid she was ignoring that was happening; that undeniable coldness that he show to her, those excuses trying to get away from her and his hurtful words…but…what could she expect? If her friends told her that his new friends used to be just like the kind of men she hates; rude and lout…she was too blind trying to believe he was still different supporting herself in that sincere and huge love she felt for him…that love that he didn’t mind to broke and throw…and she….she was just a stupid girl, stupid stupid girl that didn’t want to see all the lies that he said through the years, stupid in love girl…believing each word his dirty mouth said…>>>

She shake her head noticing that she was rambling again with things that she don’t want and she shouldn’t remember. She still feels used and hurt deep inside in her heart but her family and her friends, inclusively some wooers, made her reflect making her stands up again and, for once in years, she started to enjoy her life again until the moment when someone else wanted to hold her heart and took care of it…and this time, she wouldn’t fall in the same mistakes of the past…

A little drop fell since her face to her hand. She was a crybaby…”how embarrassed” she thought blushed remembering all the stupid things she said and she did when he left her.

She took a napkin and cleaned up her tears. It was still raining…somehow, it was therapeutic for her.

-hey it is time!- yelled a manly voice from the other room.
-uh? Omg!- she exclaimed standing up and ignoring completely the metallic tinkle what that little object did when it fell –how did I forget it?-

The man who was waiting for her sighed smiling and nodding while laughing he whispered her name.

Less than 30 min had passed when she opened the door showing her fancy and makeup smily face that characterizes her.

-Im sorry!- she said looking how her roomie turned off the tv.
-You are lucky, we still are in time, wanna drive?-
-haha are you kidding me? With this dress and high heels?-
-ok ok Ill drive…but come on it is getting late, they are waiting for us…I really cant understand how punctual is your boyfriend-
-hey you said it! Its late, come on come on!-she yelled excited pushing him throught the door.

She should not be late, she should not stay behind again and, for once in months, while she sings those songs her roomie use to play in the car she forgot those old hurtful moments and that little metallic object that got lost when it fell into the floor slits...her little ring...

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SPANISH VERSION HERE http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11551624/ (the original one)

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