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MATTHEW
With difficulty, because I hold her close to me, Khyla gets rid of my hug and goes to the bathroom. In the meanwhile I get up and quickly go to prepare breakfast. Now that my leg is better and I can stand without too much effort, I want to do something to repay Khyla in the best way I can for all the attentions she’s giving me. It’s been several days since we are locked in this hut. The storm isn’t over yet, but I have to admit that I’m not sorry at all. Khyla knows how to be a sweet and compassionate companion, a very special girl.
As the coffee machine mumbles and the pancakes bake in the pan, Khyla comes out of the bathroom already dressed with a big smile on the lips.
«What a delicious scent! I didn’t know you were so good at cooking.»
«There are still a lot of things that you don’t know about me, Khyla» I whisper mischievously.
«If you’re talking about what I think, I’m afraid there isn’t much more to discover» she answers smiling.
While she’s sitting down, I put on the table, just under her nose, a little dish of pancakes and keep talking seductively: «Do you really think that I am so predictable? Do not provoke me, Khyla. You don’t know the risks you might take.»
I bent and kiss her with the right mixture of passion and rash. She seems to like it and I’m already imagining the pancakes flying all over, leaving their place to us to make love more and more. But she stops me abruptly and says: «Not now! Yesterday Alan promised to come after his visiting round in the clinic. He might be here from one moment to the other...»
Alan... Hearing the combination of these five letters is enough to feel my libido going under my feet. I can’t stand that talentless vet. Him, with his fake modesty and his “gentle mind”, is trying for days to snatch my girl-friend under my nose. And Khyla, instead of making him understand that he has no chance of winning her, always accepts his compliments and his gifts with a smile. If my situation with the law wasn’t so terribly compromised, I think that nobody could stop me from breaking him a leg or even the head.
«Doesn’t he have something better to do than to come here breaking my balls?» I ask angrily.
She shakes her head.
«Every day is the same story. Alan lives alone in a clinic full of wounded animals. Can’t understand his needing to socialize with other human beings?»
«Get it right. He just want to socialize with you. He almost doesn’t speak to me.»
«And how can you think that he could be friendly to you, Matthew? You always pretend that he didn’t exist. When he tries to talk to you, you roar versus him!»
I start to yell as a possessed, saying that she is mushy to Alan because she just wants to go in bed with him. Khyla bents her head without answering. She suffers all my anger and the bad words I’m telling her without reacting, as if she was really guilty. But, after giving vent to my anger, she looks at me and I can see that her beautiful smile vanished and it hurts my heart to see that is that because of my fault. I’m victim of an inexplicable jealousy... My life and my love are hanging from the hands of Tracy. Then why the hell am I so jealous about Khyla?
«Did you finish?» she asks with hard voice. I don’t answer.
«Good. Because I’ve got something else to do than listening to your bullshit. I’m going to get some wood.»
As soon as she gets out, I punch the table with all my strength. Damn! I’m wondering why the idea of Khyla being unfaithful to me with that fool, makes me feel pain as if someone just grubbed up a vital organ from me.
When I hear someone knocking at the door, I start. I go to open and see Alan greeting me cordially.
«Hello John, how are you today? I could say well, by the nimbly way you move through the room.»
I can’t help but throwing at him a glacial look.
«I know that you’re not here for me. Laura is in the woodshed. She went to get some more wood because we almost burnt it all.»
«Is it ok for you if I’ll go to help ...»
Before he can finish the phrase, I close the door on his face. I just can’t stand him...
