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Chapter 5. Denouement.
He:
He couldn't find his place. This game was given to him more and more difficult. But he still couldn't forget. He never told anyone the truth. Simply scornfully answered questions about it that it wasn't lucky to it, he missed, and there is simply nothing to take from her. The money was really needed. But tact is not allowed just ask.
He again entered the Dating site, and began to view photos of women. This time his eyes caught on the blonde. She was even older than the one that won his heart. Hank knew it would be easier for him now. This woman was clearly rich, with a beautiful curvy body, which she showed in photos in an open dress. However, looking closely, he realized that this photo was taken a long time: a gorgeous blonde with playful eyes. On the rest photos - a woman of sixty, with already pretty plump figure. He has sighed: his mother was clearly younger than. Desire to play is gone. But the photos of her he decided to keep. Mind flashed a crazy idea: how to break off the relationship with the one to which he was so attached, and to do it quickly.
Looking at the Dating site, he saw approaching the birthday of the blonde. And Hank decided: he do on his avatar to the phone kaleidoscope of her photos.
He tried not to think about what can hurt the one he loved, and who are not allowing him to leave. She promised to give him time to think and not write for a week. But he knew, that she are going in chat on several times in day and necessarily will see these pictures of the. What will happens next: a scene of jealousy? Or will she just keep quiet? Smiling, Hank turned off his phone.
She:
As usual in the morning she decided to check his phone, and that chat, where she corresponded with John. But She realized that he had not been there for a few days. It was unpleasant, but not criminal. She understood, that game still not has drawn to an end, although until the end of remained only a few days. Until the very end, which John marked as the end of the contract. Then he will still have to invent something, or show his face. But he didn't want to do that. Why? Now she was certain, that before her young man with black color skin. One of those that have repeatedly tried to create for her the illusion of love, and then began to extort money.
She had noticed a pattern in these games: after a few days they always was started to confess his love, saying that she is the dream of all their lives. And when she was them response to say: "Yes, my dear, I love you a lot too!" - the game immediately moved to the second level. She conditionally called it"I want to come to you". It is at this level that the virtual gentleman must have something going on: lost documents, was sick daughter, did not let go on vacation. And each time then followed the last level of the game, which can be called only one phrase: "send me the money." She didn't send money, and the virtual lover in a day or two was disappeared. But John didn't ask for anything.
She promised him not to remind him of herself for a week, to let him think. But this does not mean that she will not enter the chat. Just she won't write to him . This morning she habitually turned on the phone, as usually
At first she thought that the blue rose from his avatar just disappeared. That rose she's used to. May be Is she by mistake deleted the whole chat? But no. The phone number is the same and the name is John Carter is the same. But, to her surprise, instead of a flower, she saw photos of an unfamiliar woman and the inscription "Happy birthday".
What did she feel at that moment? The woman listened to some self. It was astonishment. Was she jealous? Of course: not. During those nine weeks she has managed to fall in love and settle down, and just soberly assess the situation. Speaking rationally, but he helped her again to look at yourself as on a woman. And she couldn't help but be grateful to him for that. And here is this demonstration of his respect for another woman. What's it? This is the Trying to escape her influence? But if he wanted to, he would have blocked her phone number a long time ago. It's not difficult to do! But for some reason he did not do it…
He:
Time passed, but nothing changed. Hank quickly figured out how to extend the game: he just told her that he was in trouble and his contract was extended. He is still not at home, and if it is so, it cannot fulfill her request: call her on video link.
Before going to bed, he decided to check his mail, and was surprised to see her letter. He created this email specifically for her, for the woman, which even mentally called always "my sweetie". Email "Johnparker45" was created on Google. He didn't know why he added these figures, but she never asked him about it.
She:
«Good afternoon. I hope you'll read my letter. For the past two months as we communicate with you, but I don't know who i are dealing with. Especially after I realized you sent me pictures of other people. I thought I was a gray mouse for a long time, but when I met you, I understudied I wasn't. I started to change, but I think that's what you didn't like. And lately you've been making weird claims to me that I don't care about you, that I'm lying to you. I've asked you many times: how? How can I take care of you when you're not around? But you didn't answer me that question.
Our acquaintance has become a burden to you, I understand that. But you don't know how to say goodbye to me. You've become offended by the fact that I've turned out to be quite attractive.
You never asked me about my personal life, and when I tried to tell you about it, you accused me of writing it to another man and sending it to you by mistake. But it's not.
He is still not at home, and if it is so, it cannot fulfill her request: call her on video link.
Before going to bed, he decided to check his mail, and was surprised to see her letter. He created this email specifically for her, for the woman, which even mentally called always "my sweetie". Email "Johnparker45" was created on Google. He didn't know why he added these figures, but she never asked him about it.
She:
«Good afternoon. I hope you'll read my letter. For the past two months as we communicate with you, but I don't know who i are dealing with. Especially after I realized you sent me pictures of other people. I thought I was a gray mouse for a long time, but when I met you, I understudied I wasn't. I started to change, but I think that's what you didn't like. And lately you've been making weird claims to me that I don't care about you, that I'm lying to you. I've asked you many times: how? How can I take care of you when you're not around? But you didn't answer me that question.
Our acquaintance has become a burden to you, I understand that. But you don't know how to say goodbye to me. You've become offended by the fact that I've turned out to be quite attractive.
You never asked me about my personal life, and when I tried to tell you about it, you accused me of writing it to another man and sending it to you by mistake. But it's not.
And then you decided to hurt me by posting pictures of another woman, explaining that it was your friend. You thought I'd be jealous? No. I wasn't. But it hurt. You said you love me, but such a gift I did not from you, but you gave his attention to your friend . I understand this is an attempt to break up with me.
Do you remember our conversation that the virtual world addictive worse than the swamp,, turning into a trap? I listened to you and left him. I told you I had a real friend, a businessman, who proposed to me. What you said to me? Get away to him! You told me I was dumber than you thought I was. Why? Or was it a rage from jealous?
You just didn't believe me, you were wrong. The man really showed up in my life. But for him, my age was important. He was ten years younger than me. But he did not understand it immediately. I didn't hold him back. I released him. And I'll let you go, isn't that what you want? Although you're still trying to hurt me. You've been trying to break me for two months. What for? I mean, we both know I don't have any money and I don't have anywhere to take it, but you didn't ask for it. My love and attention? But what kind of love can we talk about if we are not even destined to meet? You always knew that. I didn't realize it right away, but a long time ago. You're asking me to let you go, but not I should let you go, but you should let me go. I want to see you! I want that bonus for the two months you've been jerking me around. I must see you If you love me, at least a little, give me the opportunity to completely forget you, calm down and leave the virtual world!»
He:
Hank finished reading her letter and sat in front of the computer. On the lips appeared salty taste: he did not realize that this tear came from his eyes. She's right. He really wanted to break up with her, but he couldn't let her go. He was very pleased to know that there was a woman somewhere, so beautiful, and she loved him. Hank remembered how he felt when she told him that another man asked her to marry him. He was ready to make a mess in his room, to scatter all the things, to smash all the dishes, but he restrained himself. Him was very poorly. But he couldn't help it.
Common sense told me this was the end. The game has come to an end. Time's up. But he knew he really loved her. The trap he's been trying to trap this woman in for so long, it worked, but now he was in this trap some self.…
From correspondence:
- Hello, sweetheart. How're you?
- As usual. I'm glad you write me. But you didn't show up so long ago.
- But you're always in touch.
- Yeah. It is that.
- Do you often come to our chat?
- Several times a day.
- That's because you're not working. You have too much free time.
- Do you want to hurt me? Is it really? You know I work a lot, it's just that my phone is always at hand.
- No! I'm sorry! I'll never hurt you. I really love you. You're mine. You're the one I think about all the time, and the one I want to spend my life with and face my old age.
- Do you believe what you're saying? - he felt her laugh, but he wasn't deceiving her. It was his dream. Hank was afraid of what she'd say next, but he knew it would be said:
- Then show me your face. Whatever you are, I need to see you.
- You might not like me.
But didn't you say that looks are not important? White skin or black. If a person has a soul? - he long did not answer, and she decided that he again interrupted the conversation, but after a few minutes I saw the answer that had long been waiting for.
- Black.
- I have long realized that your homeland is Africa. Nigeria? Ghana?
- Nigeria, - he felt that all the blood which is in his body, rushing to his head.
-I want to see you,- she repeated shuddered when she realized that her phone rang in her hand. She accepted the challenge. But her disappointment was so strong that to describe in words it was difficult: instead of the expected image before her was a smooth dark brown screen. It's like the camera was locked on purpose. She stared at the picture for a few moments, then dropped the call and wrote:
I can't see you. Why are you? Why did you close the cell?
- I didn't see you either, honey. I just have a bad phone. I'll call you the other day. OK? I'll be sure to call you. Please, believe me.
- Yeah. I believe you…
- And now I have to go. Take care of yourself, sweetheart. For me. OK?
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