Translation
Fanfic: ℓινє αη∂ ℓσνє
Chapter: Sleep
[i]Dear Elias,
after my parents sent me to Los Angeles three days after your funeral, I thought I was going to forget everything we'd seen together in New York.
Mum had said that it would be better for my studies too. Dad said I had to forget what happened and think about the future. I had told myself it could go wrong somehow, but it didn't.
My small apartment in the middle of Los Angeles is close to my university, otherwise the city is also very 'nice'. My view is breathtaking, especially at night, but you can certainly see it from above. Only the club near my apartment is a bit annoying, but it'll be fine.
My neighbors are rarely home because they are always on business trips. Or so I was told. In itself the area is active, as I said, there is also a club.
Tomorrow morning is my first day at my new university. So my semester goes on, as you know, it's my art degree. I still know my new university from the outside, but that will probably change tomorrow. And somehow I'm even excited. But it is no longer like the excitement used to be.
I miss the way you always told me, 'Everything will be fine Rose. You can do that! 'Those were always the words I used to get up and get back to my life.
I have already prepared my portfolios, my painting supplies are ready and my papers have been filled out. I believe it is all But as you know me, I always forget something. But I guess you can't remind me of that.
I know how much you hate dark circles, so I should take a moment and go to sleep, I have to be fit. So of course you will hear from me and as soon as possible!
I love you!
Your rose
She closed the little book, which was decorated on the outside, and sighed. Carefully she put her book for her deceased lover and her plush sweater on her new bedside table, slipped under her duvet and stared at the ceiling for a while.
Her right side was cold, deserted and empty, but there was a pillow and she had spread out her own blanket, the whole bed was covered with the large blanket.
Luciana was missing something warm at her side. Her only source of warmth, which she caressed every night and even sang her a lullaby. She missed him. The tangy feeling when he touched her cheek. The tingling sensation when they were very close. She almost didn't seem to notice the feeling of love anymore, as if she were far away.
Silent tears ran as she stretched her hands to the right side of the bed as if she were about to grab someone. But she reached into nowhere. She pulled her arms back in, turned off the light, and took her arms under the covers.
Her tears did not pass, but multiplied. But she fought valiantly until she bit her lip to reassure herself and screwed up her eyes.She crouched slowly on her bed as she came closer and closer to the right side.
In the end she was in the middle of the double bed, had literally curled up and the blanket that was supposed to lie over her and keep her warm, she threw on the floor. But by now she was already sleeping, albeit a light, dreamless sleep.
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Halluuu world! xD
Yes, here is the second chap and I hope you enjoyed it! ;)
And I thank my liiiiiieeeeeeben commenters and (black) readers who want to follow this story or who have just stopped by! : 33
* Distribute biscuits and milk *
Info:Now that the holidays are almost over, I think that I will hardly get to write.
Besideswhoever wants can send me ideas or suggestions for the story! Otherwise it may not go on ... :))
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after my parents sent me to Los Angeles three days after your funeral, I thought I was going to forget everything we'd seen together in New York.
Mum had said that it would be better for my studies too. Dad said I had to forget what happened and think about the future. I had told myself it could go wrong somehow, but it didn't.
My small apartment in the middle of Los Angeles is close to my university, otherwise the city is also very 'nice'. My view is breathtaking, especially at night, but you can certainly see it from above. Only the club near my apartment is a bit annoying, but it'll be fine.
My neighbors are rarely home because they are always on business trips. Or so I was told. In itself the area is active, as I said, there is also a club.
Tomorrow morning is my first day at my new university. So my semester goes on, as you know, it's my art degree. I still know my new university from the outside, but that will probably change tomorrow. And somehow I'm even excited. But it is no longer like the excitement used to be.
I miss the way you always told me, 'Everything will be fine Rose. You can do that! 'Those were always the words I used to get up and get back to my life.
I have already prepared my portfolios, my painting supplies are ready and my papers have been filled out. I believe it is all But as you know me, I always forget something. But I guess you can't remind me of that.
I know how much you hate dark circles, so I should take a moment and go to sleep, I have to be fit. So of course you will hear from me and as soon as possible!
I love you!
Your rose
She closed the little book, which was decorated on the outside, and sighed. Carefully she put her book for her deceased lover and her plush sweater on her new bedside table, slipped under her duvet and stared at the ceiling for a while.
Her right side was cold, deserted and empty, but there was a pillow and she had spread out her own blanket, the whole bed was covered with the large blanket.
Luciana was missing something warm at her side. Her only source of warmth, which she caressed every night and even sang her a lullaby. She missed him. The tangy feeling when he touched her cheek. The tingling sensation when they were very close. She almost didn't seem to notice the feeling of love anymore, as if she were far away.
Silent tears ran as she stretched her hands to the right side of the bed as if she were about to grab someone. But she reached into nowhere. She pulled her arms back in, turned off the light, and took her arms under the covers.
Her tears did not pass, but multiplied. But she fought valiantly until she bit her lip to reassure herself and screwed up her eyes.She crouched slowly on her bed as she came closer and closer to the right side.
In the end she was in the middle of the double bed, had literally curled up and the blanket that was supposed to lie over her and keep her warm, she threw on the floor. But by now she was already sleeping, albeit a light, dreamless sleep.
*****************
Halluuu world! xD
Yes, here is the second chap and I hope you enjoyed it! ;)
And I thank my liiiiiieeeeeeben commenters and (black) readers who want to follow this story or who have just stopped by! : 33
* Distribute biscuits and milk *
Info:Now that the holidays are almost over, I think that I will hardly get to write.
Besideswhoever wants can send me ideas or suggestions for the story! Otherwise it may not go on ... :))
Lg Light