An hour for myself

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• My Cold Heart   An hour for myself

  Sorry? Should I make the food after doing this to myself? I looked at my bandaged arm and thought about how nice it was to have been outside alone. What was Titian doing on his feet at that time? Stupid question, he was an early riser. I had already found out and understood that after the short time I lived with him.Even so, I wouldn't rush into the kitchen like a rabbit gone wild and prepare breakfast for him. It really had a bang! I looked in the mirror. In front of me I saw a little girl with black, tousled hair and a characterless, almost pale face. It had eyes made of ice. I had never really noticed that before. I couldn't read anything in them. Nothing. Just yawning emptiness. I took another deep breath in and out before walking slowly to the kitchen.Once there, I had to swallow. Everything was already made up there! Pretty nice, actually. The table was set and two plates were facing each other. They were separated by a basket with rolls and bread. Of course th

• My Cold Heart   Heal

  After these words from Titian, I stood and stared after him with my mouth open. His action was the very last! It was like something broke inside me, but it couldn't be. It was all broken long ago. It had been like this for over three years and I felt fine. After a while, I took care of the dirty dishes. After it was finally clean and dried, I put it back.Then I went straight to my room. When I arrived I immediately closed the door and holed up in my bed. At least I could sleep in tomorrow. Now there was no way I could disappear into my dreamland. While I was just wondering what kind of country it was. Even if I slept late, I never had good dreams about it. Quite the opposite.Sometimes I had this dream that everything around me was dark and I screamed for help but no one helped me. I looked into beaming faces that were so close and yet so far. It was as if some kind of glass wall separated me from this joy. I could see the happy people, but they couldn't see me. But I

• My Cold Heart   Tizian's view

  After telling this little girl that I couldn't remember offering her a seat at the table, she looked quite confused. I even wondered what was going on in Krystal's head, but I knew that she would never, ever tell me the truth.I'd rather keep looking at her and have to be careful that she didn't notice me watching her every little step. For her height of three and a half feet, she was pretty quick-witted. I had to admit that without exception. But what worried me the most was that she had shaken her head afterward.Although I didn't know her, or even knew a detail of her life, I was worried. My worries about her didn't go away either, on the contrary, they got stronger when she started to apologize and then couldn't finish speaking. Something was wrong. I felt it and yet I had no idea about Krystal.It was kind of fascinating for me to watch her pour water for Tara, Tabitha and me. She looked so thoughtful and fragile. Sometimes there were moments when I could y

• My Cold Heart   Forever

  My theory actually came true. Titian came in with two women - one next to him each - through the mighty front door. He looked mischievously into my eyes and looked around. When he got a first impression of my work, he said: “As pure as crystals”.I looked at him angrily and crossed my arms in front of my chest, dropping the broom like a tarantula. Then I poisoned: “I'll give you 'As pure as crystals'! What are you doing here at this time anyway? ”. “Not in that tone with me, my lady. Coincidentally, I live here, ”Tizian replied to me, only insolently smugly.It was clear that this was how he reacted. I said angrily: “I'm not your lady! Just because you made me your slave… ”, I got no further because one of the women asked:“ Is that her? ”. Confused, I looked at the three people who suddenly fixed me like prey. What was that supposed to mean? Titian raised his voice: “Yes, that's it”. “

• My Cold Heart   Paralysis

  But opening the door brought me back to reality. Of course, Titian was in my room. I immediately pulled the blanket over me and turned my back to him. Do you want to know what he did then? He left the room without closing the door and came back a minute later. Besides, I could faintly hear a noise, what exactly I couldn't say, I was just too tired.Anyway, I felt something cold when he came back. I was startled. That… idiot actually poured a bucket of water on me! Immediately I was startled and shouted: “Tell me, did someone shit in your brain? You're such a lousy asshole! ”. Amused, he said: “Good morning, you late starter”. Huh? Before I could say anything, Titian said: “Have you ever looked at the clock?”. In a matter of seconds I looked at the alarm clock that was on the chest of drawers next to the bed and read. 1:51 pm.And ... shit! I jumped out of bed like a startled chicken, quickly pulled something out of the closet

• My Cold Heart   Disguise

  Okay, that was ... tough? No, not necessarily, more like ... okay, my voice stayed away. I was surprised by this and quickly closed my mouth after realizing I was staring at the black-haired man with my mouth open. "So and now again for dwarfs like you: Do you really think that I will deduct one hundred euros for every hour you are here?" Titian continued undeterred. With these words he had done it: I was as mute as a feather falling to the ground. On the other hand, there was a thunderstorm in my head.Suddenly he stood next to me and said: “Divide that by ten or just take the root of this one hundred euros and you have the result,” he smirked, his voice glowing with pleasure. I got up suddenly from my chair and was about to leave, but of course he stopped me. "You damn wanker, you got me ..." I started to insult him and vent my anger, but he pulled me firmly and before I could continue my hate speech, I bumped into him.A moment later I was mute. It remin