Publicado en Fifty Forever Official Facebook Group. Día 17 de Abril de 2018
Grace está nerviosa, pasea de un lado a otro inquieta y me mira. Mantengo mi vista fija en un mismo punto, y me acuno como si fuera una niña pequeña. En realidad me siento indefensa, perdida sin Christian. Él es mi fuerza, mi oxígeno, mi luz, mi vida. ¿ Qué va a ser de mi, Christian ? No quiero pensar en que no aparezcas. ¿ Estás herido ? Te imagino solo, perdido en sabe Dios dónde, sangrando, pensando en tu madre a la que adoras y posiblemente también en mi, y borro esa imagen inmediatamente porque es preludio de despedida y no quiero que así sea. Tenemos muchas cosas que solucionar, y lo haremos juntos. Y no me importará que seas controlador, mandón, que interfieras en mi trabajo, inclusive ser tu sumisa, pero quiero tenerte. Tenerte Christian a mi lado, porque sin tí seré una ser sin alma, sin vida, porque tú te la has llevado. El llanto corre sin control por mi rostro y no intento disimular ni enjugarlo
Las horas pasan, es casi media noche, y lleva horas desaparecido ¡ Dios mio cuídale, no puede haberle pasado nada! y rezo en voz baja y suplico para que le cuide. Siento unos brazos que me rodean. Levanto la cabeza y es Mia que está a mi lado. " Va volver, Ana, va a volver". Creo que la miro por inercia como si mi cabeza fuese independiente de mi cuerpo. Y vuelvo a buscar la mirada de él, y parece que le veo entrar a grandes zancadas, buscándome y dando órdenes. Pero sólo es imaginación mía.
Sólo está Grace paseando de un lado a otro. Oigo el televisor a lo lejos que está dando noticias constantemente de su desaparición y que los equipos de rescate han suspendido la búsqueda. Y lloro, lloro, inconsolable. Y escucho la voz de Grace que es un grito y levanto la cabeza bruscamente, porque ha pronunciado su nombre. Me llevo las manos a mis oidos, porque no quiero escuchar la frase siguiente, pero mis ojos la siguen y siguen a la silueta que acaba de entrar en el salón.
¡Christian, ha vuelto !. Y veo a Grce que se abraza llorando a su cuello y que Carrick sale corriendo del despacho y que Mia y Elliot se les unen y todos juntos forman una piña. Creo que voy a desmayarme, e intento ponerme de pie, pero tiene que sujetarme Kate porque me voy a desplomar. Mis piernas no me sujetan. No puedo apartar la mirada de su rostro que me busca y nuestros ojos se cruzan y él me sonríe dulcemente y lloro, lloro de alegría cuando siento sus brazos que me rodean y besan mi pelo. Yo no puedo hablar, sólo pronuncio su nombre una y otra vez para transmitirle todo el amor que siento por él y la devastación que he sufrido al creerle perdido.#FiftyShadesDarker
Grace is nervous, walks from one side to another restless and looks at me. I keep my eyes fixed on a single point, and I cling like a little girl. Actually I feel helpless, lost without Christian. He is my strength, my oxygen, my light, my life. What will become of me, Christian? I do not want to think about you not appearing. You are injured ? I imagine you alone, lost in God knows where, bleeding, thinking about your mother whom you adore and possibly also in me, and I erase that image immediately because it is a prelude to farewell and I do not want that to be so. We have many things to solve, and we will do it together. And I do not care if you are controlling, bossy, that you interfere in my work, even being your submissive, but I want to have you. To have Christian by my side, because without you I will be a being without a soul, without life, because you have taken it away. The crying runs without control through my face and I do not try to hide or wipe it
The hours pass, it's almost midnight, and it's been gone for hours. My God, take care of him, nothing could have happened to him! and I pray in a low voice and I beg for him to take care of him. I feel some arms that surround me. I raise my head and it is Mia who is next to me. "He's going back, Ana, he's coming back." I think I look at it inertia as if my head were independent of my body. And I look again for him, and I seem to see him stride in, looking for me and giving orders. But it is only my imagination.
Only Grace is pacing from one place to another. I hear the television in the distance that is constantly giving news of his disappearance and that the rescue teams have suspended the search. And I cry, I cry, inconsolable. And I hear Grace's voice which is a scream and I raise my head sharply, because she has pronounced his name. I take my hands to my ears, because I do not want to hear the next sentence, but my eyes follow and follow the silhouette that has just entered the room.
Christian, it's back! And I see Grce hugging crying to his neck and Carrick running out of the office and Mia and Elliot join them and together they form a pineapple. I think I'm going to faint, and I try to stand up, but Kate has to hold me down because I'm going to collapse. My legs do not hold me. I can not look away from his face that seeks me and our eyes cross and he smiles sweetly and I cry, I cry with joy when I feel his arms that surround me and kiss my hair. I can not speak, I only pronounce his name again and again to convey to him all the love I feel for him and the devastation I have suffered in believing him lost. # FiftyShadesDarker
Autora del texto : 1996rosafermu
Ilustraciones: Archivo de 1996rosafermu ( Capturas película Darker )
DERECHOS DE AUTOR RESERVADOS
Relato basado en la trilogía de E L James Cincuenta sombras de Grey
Grace está nerviosa, pasea de un lado a otro inquieta y me mira. Mantengo mi vista fija en un mismo punto, y me acuno como si fuera una niña pequeña. En realidad me siento indefensa, perdida sin Christian. Él es mi fuerza, mi oxígeno, mi luz, mi vida. ¿ Qué va a ser de mi, Christian ? No quiero pensar en que no aparezcas. ¿ Estás herido ? Te imagino solo, perdido en sabe Dios dónde, sangrando, pensando en tu madre a la que adoras y posiblemente también en mi, y borro esa imagen inmediatamente porque es preludio de despedida y no quiero que así sea. Tenemos muchas cosas que solucionar, y lo haremos juntos. Y no me importará que seas controlador, mandón, que interfieras en mi trabajo, inclusive ser tu sumisa, pero quiero tenerte. Tenerte Christian a mi lado, porque sin tí seré una ser sin alma, sin vida, porque tú te la has llevado. El llanto corre sin control por mi rostro y no intento disimular ni enjugarlo
Sólo está Grace paseando de un lado a otro. Oigo el televisor a lo lejos que está dando noticias constantemente de su desaparición y que los equipos de rescate han suspendido la búsqueda. Y lloro, lloro, inconsolable. Y escucho la voz de Grace que es un grito y levanto la cabeza bruscamente, porque ha pronunciado su nombre. Me llevo las manos a mis oidos, porque no quiero escuchar la frase siguiente, pero mis ojos la siguen y siguen a la silueta que acaba de entrar en el salón.
¡Christian, ha vuelto !. Y veo a Grce que se abraza llorando a su cuello y que Carrick sale corriendo del despacho y que Mia y Elliot se les unen y todos juntos forman una piña. Creo que voy a desmayarme, e intento ponerme de pie, pero tiene que sujetarme Kate porque me voy a desplomar. Mis piernas no me sujetan. No puedo apartar la mirada de su rostro que me busca y nuestros ojos se cruzan y él me sonríe dulcemente y lloro, lloro de alegría cuando siento sus brazos que me rodean y besan mi pelo. Yo no puedo hablar, sólo pronuncio su nombre una y otra vez para transmitirle todo el amor que siento por él y la devastación que he sufrido al creerle perdido.#FiftyShadesDarker
Grace is nervous, walks from one side to another restless and looks at me. I keep my eyes fixed on a single point, and I cling like a little girl. Actually I feel helpless, lost without Christian. He is my strength, my oxygen, my light, my life. What will become of me, Christian? I do not want to think about you not appearing. You are injured ? I imagine you alone, lost in God knows where, bleeding, thinking about your mother whom you adore and possibly also in me, and I erase that image immediately because it is a prelude to farewell and I do not want that to be so. We have many things to solve, and we will do it together. And I do not care if you are controlling, bossy, that you interfere in my work, even being your submissive, but I want to have you. To have Christian by my side, because without you I will be a being without a soul, without life, because you have taken it away. The crying runs without control through my face and I do not try to hide or wipe it
The hours pass, it's almost midnight, and it's been gone for hours. My God, take care of him, nothing could have happened to him! and I pray in a low voice and I beg for him to take care of him. I feel some arms that surround me. I raise my head and it is Mia who is next to me. "He's going back, Ana, he's coming back." I think I look at it inertia as if my head were independent of my body. And I look again for him, and I seem to see him stride in, looking for me and giving orders. But it is only my imagination.
Only Grace is pacing from one place to another. I hear the television in the distance that is constantly giving news of his disappearance and that the rescue teams have suspended the search. And I cry, I cry, inconsolable. And I hear Grace's voice which is a scream and I raise my head sharply, because she has pronounced his name. I take my hands to my ears, because I do not want to hear the next sentence, but my eyes follow and follow the silhouette that has just entered the room.
Christian, it's back! And I see Grce hugging crying to his neck and Carrick running out of the office and Mia and Elliot join them and together they form a pineapple. I think I'm going to faint, and I try to stand up, but Kate has to hold me down because I'm going to collapse. My legs do not hold me. I can not look away from his face that seeks me and our eyes cross and he smiles sweetly and I cry, I cry with joy when I feel his arms that surround me and kiss my hair. I can not speak, I only pronounce his name again and again to convey to him all the love I feel for him and the devastation I have suffered in believing him lost. # FiftyShadesDarker
Autora del texto : 1996rosafermu
Ilustraciones: Archivo de 1996rosafermu ( Capturas película Darker )
DERECHOS DE AUTOR RESERVADOS
Relato basado en la trilogía de E L James Cincuenta sombras de Grey
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