Do it for me

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I start to tremble. I haven't experienced that sensation since I had an emotional breakdown when I was a teenager, one of these days you feel like dissapear forever, without caring anymore about yourself, that happened when one of my mother's new boyfriends robbed all our savings and ran away.

I stand at the door, paralized. Richard approaches behind me and looks to my mum and then through my face trying to figure out what happens.

''What time is it and Miss Mary, What are you doing here? Is everything alright?''

''Richard, George is at the police officer taking a statement...Oh lord, he nearly killed John''

''John?...Is he your...?''

I nod staring at the floor.

''I'm going there with my mother, we'll talk tomorrow''

''Liz no way, I'm going with you. I'll take your coat, it's cold''

Richard drives while nerviously looking to the rear-view mirror to check everything is fine at the back seats. I'm holding my mum's hand strongly, breathing slowly to keep myself together. I know Richard is worried for me, he knows how emotionally fragile I can be and that I can break in any moment.

We arrive. Richard parks very near the entrance. Some police cars are parked beside and two hancuffed young boys are pulled out of one of the cars.

When we enter the police station I feel my lungs empty. Suddenly my sight starts darkening, I see everything around me is blurred and shaking. All I get to listen is Richard screaming my name desesperately before I let myself fall to the ground. Then, nothingness.

''It's been a long year for her, too much touring and now this, she doesn't deserve it...that's what she least expected. Liz?...she's the most important person in my life. I feel it's my duty to protect her, I wake up everyday with her in my mind, every tear she cries for me it's like being beaten up, I can't stand the thought of her coming back to that state again. Whoever hurts her it's declaring war to me!''

Who is Richard speaking through the phone? I open my eyes little by little, getting used to the light. Richard face takes shape. I'm in a bed, in what it seems it's an hospital room.

''Richard? Is it you?''

''I'll call you later'' Richard hangs up quickly and run towards me. He takes my hand and kisses it.

''Yeah, I've been watching you over Liz''

I smile and I perceive my lips dry.

''You make it sound creepy. Like if you were a stalker''

Richard beautiful smile appears on his face.

''I'm pleased to be your stalker then. How are you feeling?''

I breath deeply ''I'm okay. Maybe a glass of water''

''Sure!''

Richard pours some water from a jar into a cup. He helps me to sit up straight and drink.

''Little by little''he warns.

''Thank you. How is my mum?''

''She's been here with George early this morning.She took statement and George could leave without any charges. And...you know who, is still at the police office but now, don't think about it. Do it for me ok?'' I nod and crack a smile '' Do you want me to bring you something?''

''Oh, thanks god. Yes please, I need my diary, the book of Clyde Tombaugh I'm reading and my laptop''

''Alright!''

Someone knocks on the door.

A doctor enters. He's a middle age grey haired man. He wears a warm smile.

''Good morning my name's Mr.Douglass, I'm your doctor.How do you feel today Elisabeth?''

''Good thanks Mr.Douglass''

''I'm glad to hear that. I'm going to revise your blood preassure now. I'm sorry gentlemen you have to leave the room, visiting hours are over til night''

''See you tonight love'' and after saying this, Richard gives me a tender kiss on the forehead.

My blood pressure and general levels are okay but inside of me there is a pressure cooker ready to explode. I had forgotten the man who is said to be my father, I had erased any memory of him. I never had a father, I didn't need one either. Why in this world that individual have to crash in my life again? Has he heard about my fame and was looking for money? Yeah, it must be that. Just a vermin like him would be able to destroy my life for money. But my mother...she is the most precious thing in my life and that monster would pay for her swollen eye whatever the cost.








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