Bones
The Black FearChapter 16
Bones
How old could he been?
But above all, how the hell he could have your attention that way?
He was not a monster, not a devil. So who was he?
Without even realized,
I felt my pulse being grasped with a lot of fury
Dangerously throwing it in the air
"What are you doing ?!" I yelled, withdrawing aggressively
"Why do you hurt me?" I asked, totally shocked
Without saying a word, Zelo turned his gaze toward an area of the ground, lifting the upper lip, as if he was disgusted.
I began to understand then what he meant only by watching the expression of his eyes and the way he lifted his lips.
So, it did’t take me long to understand his gestures
So I looked in that direction, following his alleged indication
"A leather glove should scare me?"
I said, raising both eyebrows
"It was not exactly what I meant"
He concluded, bringing his hand next to his gorgeous face
But this ..."
I could not find the courage to express myself
How was that possible?
What person could be in those conditions?
His forearm and his hand, they were entirely made up of bones
There was no sign of muscle,
neither flesh nor blood
Only bone structure
I remember that at that precise moment, he moved his fingers, making them banging against each other, causing a loud noise, perhaps trying to scare me
I was once again, still in front of this appearance
How did his hands be like bones?
When he grasped me I felt a warm and soft feeling like his hand was made by the skin
I was petrified
Freezed
"Now it's up to you"
He expressed interrupting my reflection
"What does it mean? What did you do ...?!? "
I cried, approaching more to the boy, trying to draw a logical explanation
At that point, I decided to look down, towards my arm
I turned my palm up, opening the fist very gently:
I examined carefully the area, but I didn’t see a thing out of the normal, aside the previous injuries.
There was no such importance
I had endured too many injuries
In fact, I raised my head towards his direction.
"Explain to me what ..."
I could not even finish the sentence, when I saw him turn his back
"Hey! Wait! "
I shouted aggressively, hoping for an answer
At that point, cocked his head slightly.
He looked at me for a few moments, showing a wicked grin,
that made me shut up immediately
He took his skateboard, putting it on his shoulders and disappeared, walking in the opposite way
"Go to hell!"
I spoke loudly, kicking one of the walls that flanked me
Because of the power given , I broke the tip of the boots, forming a tear in the fabric
Was it not enough the ty situation that I am in? Could even this happen? Perfect.
Now what was I supposed to do?
The anger and despair was towering over my heart and my mind, because i couldn’t hold back my emotions
"I'm sick of this!"
I was completely out of my mind
I breathed anxiously
Barely remember what I had to do
What kind of person would ever be able to do such a thing?
But mostly what he had done?
Becoming like him?
And Why would he had done it?
I had a headache,
The temples throbbed incessantly.
I was tired of thinking
I was tired of asking myself all these questions, so the answer would never have had.
Maybe I should find a different way to understand
Lowering my eyes to the ground, I realized I have his tracks before my eyes
What an idiot! Why did not I think of that before?
If he knew what would happen, he would know the way out of the cave!
Angry, tired and distressed,
I decided to continue with the path, following in his footsteps as a reference to the next business
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