Sunday, November 13, 2005

Chapter IV

Chapter IV

As Tom Réquiem has told them, they visited the part of circus destined to horrify the visitors: chained monsters, dwarfed, foetuses, deformed beings, beautiful women in the iron maiden... They got into with a group of boys and girls. They were not more than 10 but the other girls did not support the dense atmosphere, the pungent scent and the horrors that they saw there. The boys to want to look brave and kept on telling grotesque unfunny things, the other girls were complained. They did not want to follow. When does this parade finish? They kept on repeating once and twice.



Gretel watched Do. She knew that Do would explode and would command them to shut up. Sometimes she was incredible for her. She was so affectionate and sweet with her to be implacable a second later. Gretel admired her. Gretel was not like her.

Suddenly one of the girls cried out:

-One of my earrings fell down. All the people were crouched to look for it when the light switched off. They couldn´t see a thing. They just heard beasts breathing. One of the girls shouted, soon they listened laughters, slaps and more laughters.


- Oh shit!. Do said. What are we going to do now? I ´m not gonna take to be with these stupid girls.

- To who are you calling stupid? Fucking girl! Lost earring girl shouted.

- I am talking to you fucking bitch!. Gretel took her by her arm and with a conciliator gesture, said to her:

- I have a lighter. Gretel when she lighted it, saw a woman so close to them, in front of them and she was not of the group of visitors.

- Oh Fuck! What a scary!

- Tom told me to go to meet you. Without mediating words, they followed her.




Capítulo IV

Como les había dicho Tom Réquiem, visitaron la parte destinada a horrorizar a los visitantes: monstruos encadenados, enanos, fetos, seres deformes, mujeres hermosas en la dama de hierro… Entraron junto con un grupo de chicos y chicas. No eran más de 10 pero las otras chicas no soportaron la atmósfera densa, el olor acre y los horrores que allí veían. Los chicos para quererlas impresionar hacían comentarios grotescos y sin gracia, las otras chicas se iban quejando. No quería seguir. ¿Cuándo termina esto? Repetían una vez y otra.

Gretel miraba de reojo a Do. Sabía que Do estallaría y las mandaría callar. A veces le resultaba increíble que fuera tan cariñosa y dulce con ella para ser implacable un segundo después. Gretel la admiraba. Ella no era así.

De repente una de las chicas gritó:

- Se me ha caído un pendiente.

Todos se agacharon a buscarlo cuando se fue la luz. No se veía nada. Sólo se escucha la respiración de las bestias. Una de las chicas dio un gritito, luego se escucharon risas, bofetadas y más risas.

- Vaya mierda. Escupió Do. ¿Ahora que hacemos? Paso de estar con estas histéricas.

- ¿A quien estas llamando histerica? ¡puta! Gritó la del pendiente.

- Pues a ti zorra estúpida.

Gretel la cogio del brazo y con un gesto conciliador, le dijo:

- Tengo un mechero. Gretel cuando lo encendió vio a una mujer muy de cerca, delante suyo y no era del grupo de visitas.

- Joder que susto.

- Me manda Tom a buscaros.

Sin mediar palabras, la siguieron.

1 Comments:

Blogger Stiletto said...

Hi,

Thanks for reading me but the next chapter will be online next week ´cause I´m on holidays.

See you

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