„Why do you want to move to this little dump really, then? You really can finish your work here furthermore, too.“ Michelle made further attempt to her friend, Nico to stop.
„You know „Nico exactly replied her arguments,“ we at present are not getting on particularly and it is better there, we part a while. Need and on the other hand I find everything there I to this write what. Seclusion, solitude. I but primarily find hopefully my peace.“
For him the discussion was ended with that. But Michelle wanted to discuss still further and took a swing to this: „But ...“ She did not come further than she saw in his eyes, though. His reproachful look hit her in the face hard. And she knew this look. Because intermission then was for her. It always showed her till but not with this look.
Nico further packed his things. He did not let himself be put off in his plan. Aims fixed because he was always that way, they were also so unattainable, he drew them through, by hook or by crook.
After he had packed ready, he went into the common flat once again to say goodbye to Michelle. She sat on the sofa, the chin supported on her hands. The rigid look pointed at the ground.
I only „wanted“ to say goodbye to you he mentioned her softly. Michelle looked slowly up, Nico kept back the further words while. Tears were in Michelle's face.
He for certain understood them but she also had to understand him. Because he was no longer whole in the clear one about whether he still loved himself or not. And on the other hand he needed a little quiet and seclusion once to concentrate on his work. And this was no longer possible for him here at the moment.
It reached for Michelle's shoulders and drew them up. She willingly let it happen. Pushed her a kiss on the forehead, turned round and left the room like to salt while Michelle was standing there stiffens. A volcano seethed in her at feelings. But she did not know so properly how she should process these feelings.
She heard the squealing tyres of outside of this for Volvo of her friend. Everything was getting out from her at this moment. It had hers feelings wed run and thick tears ran down its face. Sobbing it could be fallen on the sofa again, buried its face in a cushion which lay around and wailed in on the sofa.
Nico sat stiffly behind his steering wheel. He frantically wondered whether any movement happened at this farewell in him. But he had to admit himself, he at present did not have a lot of feelings for Michelle. He wondered again and again due to what this had been how both had lived themselves from each other. Was it the weekday or only the force of habit or had he really changed, how Michelle claimed again and again? Asking he did not know any answer which and did not want at the moment either.
All at once he saw completely astonishedly the place name sign of his new place to stay. This time, the journey came for him shortly before here so. Or was this only due to thoughts of its in which he had indulged during the journey? He feverishly wondered how he had driven the whole
stretch of road. But he could not remember any details. „Sometimes we drive people completely unconsciously through the streets, a miracle, that not happens there any more.“ Mumbling words to himself.
He unlocked the front door and this entered, arrived at his new place to stay. A soft whistle escaped his mouth when he saw everything established ready. He had had to renovate and to establish during his absence. „The craftsmen have done whole work.“ His comment on his place to stay was. „One can actually feel at home here.“ He was full of pride over the facilities and also about the renovation. Because he has thought everything up and chosen. And he was fully content now.
He filled his gear out of the car in due hurry, it then went into the kitchen, got dressed up a little for a meal and made itself comfortable. He looked around his new place to stay again and again. He somehow still could not take hold of it properly to have found a new home here. Far away from his real native country. He also missed not even the proximity of Michelle whom he had loved once. And he had to admit now that he did not love it
any more to himself. Everything had faded, disgust somehow welled up in him, if he thought of it. It lasted for some days until he had filled everything just like he needed it for his conditions. He did not need to go too far because the place had only one single shop and what one needs but this shop was set up well at least with the most necessary one here for the life to this shop.
He did not come to write to this since he could not concentrate on his work fully. The new impressions of the place were stronger to devote themselves to the work as his will. He ran through the place again and again, there was not to see much in the reason, he fascinated him for the one hundred fifty houses but something here and really could not say what was it.
He composed himself after almost two weeks the be idle, a heart and sat down to his computer and chopped on the keyboard around. The words fell he from the brain and so managed actually once more than ten hours of a piece to him to write only in such a way.
When he looked up for a moment, he stated, it
was already four o'clock morning. It sluggishly and stiffly got up, coffee went into the kitchen and boiled cut a couple of breads for himself as of the it scantily covered and put itself with a little cheese to the kitchen table to take its meal.
After the first bite it remarked how hungry it was in the reason actually. Hastily it gobbled down the breads and coffee washed much after. He got up too tiredly to sleep put his coat on after that to have an extensive walk. It hoped again to find the quiet so that it afterwards could sleep a couple of hours.
The brightness of the morning climbed slowly behind the horizon. It was at the edge of the place and admired the sunrise when it heard steps behind itself. It turned round abruptly and looked into two sky-blue eyes.
A woman, as made of ebony carved, they might be in middle twenty, joined Nico. They also „like“ the morning with its freshness and the still good smell before this is ruined again with all the waste gases? Smiling it asked him this question.
He only nodded and turned his look toward horizon again. He yes also liked this freshness of a morning and the quiet which lay in it.
Both stood only there, looked at the horizon and could not be disturbed in their peace.
When the sun already was at the horizon far above, the woman turned round and spoke to Nico: „Unfortunately, I must go again, my work waits.“ It walked for a couple of steps away. Turned round once again and thought: „I hope we see each other again at one of the beautiful mornings once.“
Nico turned round, saw into her face nodded only without also losing only a syllable from his mouth. He watched her for a long time as it floated with slight steps and hips bobbing up and down of this.
He turned round again, still saw to the firmament a while before he also went onto the way home. His members got heavier and longed for the bed.
Nico could not find the necessary quiet to sleep substantially and deeply. He rolled in bed again and again before he then preferred to agree to
work again after a view of the watch anyway but to roll for hours in bed back and forth.
Only few hours he had slept and sat again in front of the screen, his done work looked at, however, did not find any further words to work on this like till now. He restlessly got up, went from window to window, the busy hustle and bustle of people looked at in the street and decided again to have a walk.
He ran around without any aim in the streets not remarked even where he ran? since he was deeply lost in his thought. He permanently mused why he absolutely could not find quiet. But he did not find any explanation for this. Well, he was too much in high spirits through this this morning that he had worked through it whole night. But why could he not find quiet now? Like by chance, he stood in front of a house out of which a woman stepped out. He stopped when he looked the woman in the eyes whom he had met this morning.
„Do they work here?“ Meeting completely astonishedly about it suddenly together.
She nodded and thought: „I am employed as a servant here. But I have no time now to talk because I still must go to shop fast and the shop closes at once.“ It went on.
It forgave for it Nico and locked at a look at the watch, it was only toward noon. And but its body felt as if it were already late evening. But the sight of this woman made forget the efforts of the last night and the short sleep fast.
With its flat hand it beat itself against the forehead. „Yes, I am silly, then. There is not this love at first sight, anyway at all. He rubbed his chin and but.... . „. „Should it be possible, have I really fallen in love with it?“ He scratched himself behind the ear while he was going smiling further.
„No, this cannot be possible. Do not shoot so.“ Asking he spoke so loud with himself, a passer-by on the street who came contrary to him: „Are they not well?“
Nico looked at the man, smiled and packed the man at the shoulders to answer him beamingly: „No, I think I am in love.“
The mine of the man darkened. „They prefer to beat this to themselves from the head.“ His voice thundered in bulk. The kindness of the voice which he still put before to the day had disappeared with a time. Thick folds put themselves on the forehead of the man and had him aged at once by many years.
He himself tore away this one from Nico, uncomprehendingly looked at him in bulk and went ways his. While Nico was watching him completely dumbfoundedly, the man turned round once again, his look worked as a pistol pointed at Nico. He clenched his hand to a fist and raised it against Nico like him who stood there completely disturbedly and did not know happened.
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