Now Things Got Serious.

Pov. Eliza

Who is Harold ?

Father ?

Stepfather ?

- Why did Harold lock you up there ? Weren't you his treasure ? - asks Juan and I look at Helodi.

- I didn't want todo that anymore, I wanted to stay with my mother until it was time for her to leave, so after she died he tried to keep her inheritance, but it was my mother's misfortune not to be so stupid as to leave everything to him, so the way he thought of keeping everything was locking me up in the asylum, this gave him access to half of my mother's companies, since all her money is in my name, it's only I can touch him when he turns twenty. That was her demand in passing the money to my name. - says and now I'm sure.

Harold is certainly the stepfather.

A stepfather daughter of a bitch.

But because she was his treasure ?

- That son of a bitch ! - exclaims Juan. - But the good part is that Eliza found you and got you out of there. - he says smiling at me and then approaches Helodi and whispers in her ear. - Does she know your secret ? - asks as if I were not close enough to hear even him whispering and the blonde denies. -

Understood, so you can count your part now. - says Juan looking at me.

- It is better to give her some time, she must be tired and with a full head. - says Helodi.

- Of course, I think I'm going back to the room, I have a little headache. - I say getting up.

I leave feeling strange, I think they need to talk about this secret and many more things which I am not part of, so I withdraw and the best thing to do, not to mention that I need to think about everything that happened. I enter the room and I play on the bed sinking my face between the pillows with my thoughts a thousand.

Why do I have to be so curious ?

Why did I go to that asylum to clean up my dream ?

Now that I know everything was real why I don't feel good about it ?

I should be happy to finally not think I'm crazy and not being pursued by my family, I'm finally realizing my dream of being away from them, but I don't feel good about this situation, maybe it's because I feel there's big and dangerous thing behind it. I sigh and roll up with the certainty that I should at least be outside the house to get into this situation.

There's no way I can be normal.

Obviously not, I never was.

I see things that nobody sees, being normal doesn't exist in my little private world.

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Pov. Helodi

I watch Eliza move away and I feel Juan eyes on me, I know he is imagining things, just as I know she left because she was feeling out of place here, even more so after Juan mentioned my secret.

- So, won't you talk to her ? - asks my best friend and I deny. - You remain insensitive as always, understand the situation but do nothing. - says and I sign.

- It's my way, not to mention that I spent three years locked in a hospice, so I think I'm not the best person to take matters up with her. - I say and he turns his eyes.

- About this, sorry for not looking for you, but I thought you had had another outbreak of that is gone. - says sad and I smile at him.

- It was not your fault, my history of running away helped you to reach this conclusion. - I say and he lowers his head. - What matters is that you didn't knock the door in my face when I showed up here five days ago with a strange girl injured and a broken motorcycle. - complete and he smiles.

- Never battery the door in your face, you saved me is my best friend and sister at heart, where I am always will have a place for you and whoever welcomes you. - says looking seriously at me. - I promised that I would take care of you forever and in this I will not fail, no matter what shit you try, I will be with you. - complete and I sign.

- I know that, that's why I came here, I carried this girl for a day to get to you and ask you to help me recover my mother's companies and end Harold. - I say and he smiles diabolically.

- I was already thinking of doing away with himself, so I don't need to talk twice. - he says and I smile.

I knew I could count on him.

Juan is the kind of friend that no matter what kind of madness you want to do, he will be there with you.

- But for that I first have to get rid of the director of the asylum. - I say remembering the man with dark eyes. - He's not normal. - thoughtful complete.

- Is he like you ? - questions confused and I sigh.

- I can't say, but he can mess with people's heads is... - I pause remembering the first time I saw him. - I do not know how to explain, but he manages to brainwash people, I am saying this because whenever I could escape, he appeared and I lost control over myself. - completely confused with my own memories.

- So he is bizarre, but not of his level, he and another department of mysteries impossible to be solved by humanity. - says and I sign.

- Eliza is also part of these mysteries, that's how she found me. - I say and he opens his eyes.

- Wow, she seems so normal, a little antisocial, but nothing too much. - he tells me to laugh.

- I do not know what she is able to do, but she saw through my eyes, it seems to be something involuntary or maybe she did not control it yet, but she was in my head, seeing everything behind me and when I noticed her presence she got scared and disappeared. - I say thoughtful. - Some time later she appeared in the asylum five days ago and took me out in style. - I complete remembering that day.

I still don't trust her, but I'm grateful for what she did, so I didn't leave her behind when she collapsed from the bike.

I am not ungrateful.

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Pov. Eliza

Tired of looking at the ceiling I leave the room and find helodi sitting on the sofa watching something, for a moment I'm unsure if I should go sit with her or go back to the room.

We don't know each other and she doesn't seem to like making new friends.

That leaves me... I don't know.

- No need to run away from me. - says helodi when I turn to return the room and I sigh.

- I'm not running away from you. - I say and she smiles without diverting her attention from the television.

- Of course not. - say sarcastic.

- Because you are so stupid, I helped you to leave that place and you didn't even thank me. - I say irritated.

- I helped you and charged you a whole night and a whole day and I still haven't heard a thank you. - she says sarcastically and I feel like jumping around her neck.

- It was your fault then. - I leave the sentence incomplete so that she understands it as she wants.

- Just as it was my fault to spy on me and then go to the asylum to see if the madwoman you saw was real or your imagination, because you have no faith in yourself or in this gift you have. - finally she says looking at me and I swallow dry.

- Sorry. - I ask aimlessly looking at the floor. - She is obliged for not having left me alone in the middle of the bush. - I say sincere and she shrugs her shoulders.

- We are quites, Eliza. - he says with his blue eyes, evaluating me in a shameless way.

- You are not discreet at all, you know ? - I question and she shrugs her shoulders.

- I think that when something calls your attention you should really look, it doesn't have to be discrete. - she answers and I go deep down.

- What is getting your attention now ? - curious question.

- You ! - answers directly and looks at the television while I feel I'm probably redder than a ripe tomato. - I am interested to know what made you go that place, because he took me out of there, because he risked his life for someone he does not know. - she asks me in front of him.

Good question.

I have no idea.

If I knew, maybe I wouldn't have, I'm kind of irrational and clueless.

- I don't have a logical reason, in fact maybe you wouldn't even believe it if I told you how I found you. - I mean sitting in front of her at the other end of the sofa.

- Try. - she says and I face her looking for some sign of sarcasm in her features, but I find nothing but blue eyes focused on me, so I sigh before I start talking.

- I have been dreaming of you for about three months. - I say and expect some negative reaction, but I don't see anything. - I have seen you in my dreams in various situations, always in that place, until I decided to clean up the story, because I thought you were a hallucination created by my mind, but you are real. - totally confused with myself.

- Various situations. - she says thoughtfully. - Even taking a shower ? - she asks and I open my eyes.

-N - no e- I... - I can't answer so she laughs loudly making me notice that she is enjoying my face. - Idiot. - I say casting a mortal glance at her.

It was obvious she wouldn't believe me.

Why do I still try to explain to people ?

- I believe in you. - says calling my attention. - I believe what you told me, but I do not understand why you decided to take me out of there, I mean, finding out that I am real is not a good reason for you to have done what you did. - complete and I am surprised to notice that she is serious, she really believes me.

- Why do you believe me ? - I ask her to look around her eyes.

- What you have more in this world is inexplicable things. - answers by leaning his head on the back of the sofa and looking up. - Not to believe you would be stupid. - complete.

- I wasn't going to get you out of there, that wasn't my plan, I just wanted to understand why I was dreaming of you, but then everything happened so quickly and I saw things, the voices... - I pause. - I could not leave you there after discovering those things and I would not have peace if I had not done what I did. - I complete remembering the last time I did not pay attention to what the voices told me.

- What voices ? - she asks and I look at her who was already looking at me.

- I hear voices sometimes and they tell me things, that day they asked me not to leave you there, but do not ask me who they are or what they are, because I do not know. - I answer and she agrees.

- I understand, you have no control of that. - she says he seems to understand the subject.

- Are you like that too ? - I ask and she denies.

- No, I don't have this gift of yours, but I already knew someone like that when I was a child. - thoughtful answer.

When I'm going to say something Juan opens the door with everything and looks at us both amazed.

- You have to see the newspaper. - says hurried taking control of the television and changing the channel.

I look at the television and see a picture of helodi where she looked younger and her hair was painted in two colors and then my picture appeared next to her and one of the journalists started saying that we were two dangerous fugitives who had killed policemen to escape the asylum and that there was a reward in our heads.

Bitch that has given birth.

Now it's ugly.

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