“Conscience?”
She asked me, repeating the last word from my sentence.
“Yes, conscience. You don’t have any.”
“Don’t make me laughed. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I-I was just helping the stranger.”
“I wish I am, besides you’re not laughing.”
The time pressed on my skin, frozen.
“If my conscience is here with us tonight, you’re not still gonna be mine.”
The time now was accompanied by silence, it pressed too on my skin, bitter. I loosened my grip on her wrist. She grabbed her bag and fumbled for her mobile phone, after dialing a number she screamed, she cried, she begged, and then she cried again and screamed again for help to the person on the other end of the line.
“I like it when you cared for me. I feel I belong.”
I was not so sure if everything was said correctly. The mixture of my warmth breathes and cold breeze under the lamp post on this side of the park reminded me to save my energy and not to speak.
“You thought I didn’t hear you.” Laura sob.
“Funny. Oh please your dress—I mean I might stained it.”
“Funny? Hah we are not laughing.”
“I am sorry to mess your wedding and your whole night. Send my apology to Solo.”
“It’s okay he will understand.”
“Thanks”
“And I really appreaciate. I really do, that you were always there when I am blue and down.”
“Laura, what I don’t get is that I felt like Mussolini?”
She gave me the stare. Her very first stare when I met her, five years ago.
“Please don’t—"
“He said it seems that my tragic destiny that in all the important moments of my life I find myself..ahhh alone. That is so funny.”
“But Rad ….don’t make it hard for the two us.”
“Why are you here then?”
“You asked me to be here.”
Laura said the medics were close. She told me the sirens like shimmers. But I can’t hear anything anymore except her nearness; I can no longer feel the flow of blood on my chest emptying down to pavement except for her nearness; I could smell her scent and I know she was near.
That was all I need all this time, to be near.
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