Chapter 6 Mistreatment

• Current weather...
• After a stormy night the sky dawned covered with clouds and gray, the air was so fresh that it made your skin bristle with just a light touch.
• I'm sitting on the bed in my room, with death in front of me watching me, something I never imagined to say in a sentence, I don't know what to think, what to say or what to do, after seeing my best friend with my husband last night I don't feel good at all, it hurts me even if I say it's not like that, betrayals kill you inside, especially when you discover that they come from people so important to you.
• Suddenly footsteps started to be heard down the hallway, they were coming straight to my room, I panicked and looked at the handsome man in front of me with fear, I'm not ready to be discovered yet.
• - Don't worry, I'll do something to make her see you like you were before, you just lie down on the bed and don't move so much.
• - What about you," I asked him as he made himself comfortable in an armchair on my left side.
• - They can't see me.
• Before I could say anything the door opened, it was Susana, between Ana and her I preferred Ana, Susana treated me very badly; I am nervous more because I see myself and I am not what I was yesterday, but as he said she doesn't notice; she put the tray of food on a table next to my bed.
• Damn that looks awful!... everything they fed me was, but that reminded me that I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday morning so my stomach started to protest, I don't know if it was from hunger or begging me for mercy not to eat that dark soup.
• Susana made a face when she heard my stomach and looked at my face, I looked away quickly as I usually did, I could feel the beads of sweat clumping on my forehead because of my nerves.
• - I don't know what is more unpleasant to see you or to have to listen to the sounds of your dying body....
• My gaze went to him, who had his mouth wide open and his eyes totally fixed on Susana, I couldn't believe what I had just heard, for me it was no big deal, she used to be like that with me.
• Susana took the spoon and brought it to my mouth, I feigned weakness and problems to separate my lips, she rolled her eyes; when the liquid entered my mouth and got in contact with my taste buds my stomach roared again, the soup had an acedo smell and a bitter taste that burned in my throat, when I made a grimace of disgust Susana smiled.
• She took another spoonful and again it was hard for me to separate my lips, but this time it wasn't fake, I really didn't want to taste it no matter how hungry I was, as I didn't open my mouth fast Susana threw the contents in my face.
• - Look what you have done! You stained everything, don't think I'm going to wash this, you're a complete burden! Why don't you go to that place for once and stop being a burden?!
• Susana stood up and started to shake her hand as it got stained from the soup she clearly threw in my face on purpose, what caught my attention was when Mr. Death jumped to his feet and started to walk towards Susana, his eyes turned a deep red tone like the calls.
• - No, stay there," I raised my arm and said to him, he didn't take another step, when he looked at me I could see the annoyance and helplessness in his eyes.
• Then I turned slowly to see Susana who was looking at the front of my bed in the direction where I had just stretched my arm, and then she looked at me angrily.
• - At least a good news, he is already dying, see you never Mrs. ....
• Susana left the room slamming the door, I stand up to lock it and go to the bathroom to wash my face and mouth to get rid of this horrible smell and taste of that awful soup.
• - What the fuck was that?! He followed me to the bathroom, I have to think of a way to call him if he is always going to be with me, I can't call him el or señor muerte.
• - Susana... she's always like that, well she's been like that for a couple of months now. What were you thinking of doing to her?
• I start to wash my face, I can see him through the mirror, he looks so funny and annoyed, I notice his eyes that no longer have that intense red but a lower one, I could say a kind of intense pink.
• - To have his hand rotted off that he dared to disrespect you like that is the least he deserved.
• - Don't worry I'll take care of her, she'll be the first one since I'm not at all interested in having people like that around... then I'll continue with the others.
• - Your husband? .- I dry my face with a towel and go back to bed, he follows me.
• - No... I'll start with the easiest ones and the first ones who treated me badly...
• - What?!You really want that guy around you....
• - Or no, of course I don't want him around but it would be too easy to use the video I have against him, you told me this is done with a cool head, but for the moment I want to talk about something else with you.
• - So what other thing?
• His eyes are already back to that aqua blue shade, I guess they change depending on his mood, it's funny?
• - Since it seems you are going to be with me I can't call you he or Mr. Death- he smiled, he wasn't going to lie he was attractive and smiling he was twice as attractive.
• - Well as I told you I answer to many names depending on mythology, place or language, but if I have to choose between one of them I think the best and easiest is Mort which in Catalan means death.
• I lost myself in his eyes, I have no idea why, I have death in front of me but I don't feel afraid on the contrary, I feel comfortable, as I haven't felt next to someone for a long time, it's strange; I close my eyes a little while he observes me with curiosity, a sign that I'm already exedi watching him, I lower my gaze quickly.
• - Mort... I like it, it combines with you; Well Mort, starting tomorrow the game begins, we will start eliminating little by little the other players until only you and I are the winners.
• - That sounds perfect to me...
• My goodness! That look, that mischievous smile again is drawn on his face, it will be better not to see it, if it will be the best...