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Chapter 9

I finished the rest of the whiskey, looked at the sleeping beauty again: what should I do with her? Well, you can't do that. It's good that she was next to me, and not in some company where her condition would have been used without any remorse…

Attempts to wake Alina were unsuccessful. I shook, addressed by name with a request to wake up – zero emotions. There is only one way out – to carry it into the house.

Her long hair made it difficult to properly take hold to lift her in her arms. I had to throw them on her. I got up carefully to make sure that I could walk normally – I wouldn't want to fall with her together. I didn't even begin to imagine what would happen after that. But, I think, I would definitely wake up.

I overcame the way to the house without any problems, but with extreme caution. I opened the handle of the front door with my knee. However, with several attempts. He did the same with the door to Alina's room. He didn't turn on the light, went to the bed and laid her down. She mumbled something sleepily. Unfortunately, it was not possible to understand and disassemble what was said.

I looked at her for a long time and thought whether it was worth undressing and covering her up so that she would sleep properly. What if she wakes up while I'm trying to pull off my dress? It is very likely that she will think that I have decided to fuck her, and then the last hopes of getting closer will collapse. Although she is so sound asleep that she can hardly understand anything. Was was not…

I started undressing boldly: I threw off the straps and pulled the dress down. Alina stirred, arched, which helped a lot.

- Artem, I can do it myself. Please don't...

This is not enough for me to be called Artem. She was clearly delusional, which prompted me to think: and they were probably already in bed. So, not a girl anymore. Maybe her father caught them in bed, so he threw the guy out. To hell with these thoughts and guesses. They don't make me feel any better. Only they clog their heads, as if there is nothing else to think about.

When I took off the dress, folded it on the bedside table and felt something hard under it. I picked it up to check what was lying there. Wow, a passport. What a temptation to look in and see, but what didn't I see there? Place of residence? Age? So she herself said that the birthday is in three days. What's the point of not trusting, especially after such an evening, when I realized that I was in the friend zone. And why would she lie? I didn't dare to open it and put it back in its place. I can't do this, it's not good to rummage through other people's documents.

Before leaving, he admired the beautiful body in snow-white underwear, covered it with a blanket and went to his room. I got ready for bed, went to bed and couldn't sleep for a long time. I couldn't calm down when I remembered about her suicide attempt. It's really terrible if a person decided to do this. It is possible that Alina will wake up in the middle of the night and try again while I'm sleeping. A clear frame instantly appeared in my head: she was lying in the kitchen, a knife next to her and a lot of blood around her hand. What should I do now? I can't go to sleep with her. In the morning, he will definitely be stunned when he sees me in bed. The only thing I could think of was sleeping on the floor in her room. Then you can explain everything.

I moved the mattress and all my bedding. It is located right next to Alina's bed. If she gets up at night, she will step on me, and I will wake up immediately, I will be able to prevent her from any attempts to go to the other world. Only then did I stop worrying and soon fell asleep.

I woke up from something cold on my shoulder. It turned out that it was Alina who put her foot on me and immediately removed it.

- Dam? - she was surprised and covered herself with a blanket. – What are you doing here?

"Good morning to you, too," he yawned, stretched, and looked at her sleepy, tender face. - I'm guarding you, as you can see.

– Why guard me?" - I looked at my left wrist and realized. – Oh, you mean that...

- Exactly, - I confirmed.

– Did we come here together or did you come later? I don't remember you coming into the room with me. I didn't finish my drink, I realized that I couldn't do it anymore and went to bed.

Great version! Yeah, that's how it was. I had to restrain myself from laughing, but she probably truly believed what she told me. He did not embarrass her with the truth and allegedly agreed:

- Yes, I came a little later. And I just remembered that everything in the gazebo remained as it is. We'll have to clean up there.

"We should," Alina nodded. – Are you going to get up?" I'm not going to get dressed in front of you.

- I'm going to, of course.

– I'll turn away, and you go to your room. I'll meet you in the kitchen.

- All right, all right.

My condition, to put it mildly, is very sad: my head is sick, there is an incomprehensible hum in my ears. Every movement was difficult. However, I quickly left the room and went to my own. First of all, I went to my mobile phone, looked at the time: twelve o'clock! That's what we slept for. This is nothing, but when I saw fifteen missed calls from my father, I immediately realized that the conversation was going to be serious, and I still did not have a single excuse.