Then Now and Forever

1. The Kill – 30 Seconds to Mars
2. Hurricane – 30 Seconds to Mars
3. Over and Over – Three Days Grace
4. Stupid Girl – Framing Hanley
5. Closer to the edge – 30 Seconds to Mars
6. Mirrors – Justin Timberlake
7. Do or Die – 30 Seconds to Mars
8. Up in the air – 30 Seconds to Mars
9. If I had you – Adam Lambert
10. What do you want from me –  Adam Lambert
11. Californication – Red Hot Chilli Peppers
12. Gone forever – Three Days Grace
13. Never close our eyes – Adam Lambert
14. Pain – Three Days Grace
15. Home – Three Days Grace
16. Wake up – Three Days Grace
17. What goes around comes around – Justin Timberlake
18. Wait for me – Kings of Leon
19. Oh Love – Green Day
20. Let yourself go – Green day
21. When September Ends – Green day
22. Take me – Papa Roach
23. Getting away with murder – Papa Roach
24. Was it a dream – 30 Seconds to Mars

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Excerpt

They managed to remove all the shards from his back and arms using only a local anesthetic.

It was a miracle Beppe hadn’t sustained worse injuries, considering the force of the impact. While the doctor tended to him, Gia filled all the forms. Thank God she was nineteen, or they would have had a much bigger problem on their hands trying to find someone to come with them and explain Beppe’s injuries.

He was released three hours later, glass-free, pumped full of antibiotics and pain killers. Gia took him to her house, cooked them both dinner and refused to let him go back home. She helped clean him up without disturbing the bandages too much and then tucked him in her bed.

“Where are you going?” Beppe asked when Gia covered him with a soft blanket and turned to leave.

“I'm going to sleep in mum’s room.”

“What? Why?”

“I don’t want to bother you during the night. You need rest and your back hurts, I don’t wanna accidentally hurt you...”

“Stop. You’re not gonna hurt me. The bed’s big enough. Just come over here.”

She looked at him, hesitating. It wasn’t just that she didn’t want to disturb him. She felt the need to cry and scream and throw stuff, but didn’t want to break down in front of him.

“Gia, please. I need you to stay.”

Slowly she nodded and walked over to her wardrobe to get some fresh clothes.

“OK. I just need to take a shower.”

Walking into her en-suite bathroom, Gia closed the door firmly behind her and turned the shower on, hoping the sound of the water would drown her sobs.

When she finished in the bathroom, she found Beppe in the exact same position as she’d left him – on his tummy, his head turned towards her, his eyes open, but heavy with sleep and pain killers.  Gia hesitated again thinking it might be better to go sleep in her mum’s room after all, but instead she moved to the side of the bed.  Beppe tugged the blanket aside and patted the mattress, his usual smirk trying to appear on his lips. She lay next to him then, turning on her side to face him.

“You cried in the shower,” he stated. There was no point in denying it – if he hadn’t actually heard her, the red, swollen eyes must be a dead giveaway, so she nodded and sighed.  

“Don’t.  Please, don’t cry for me. I can’t stand to see you cry.”

“How can I not? I’ve been watching that monster beat you and over and you won’t even let me help.”

“You are helping. Every single time.”

“Yeah. After. I want to help so that this never happens again. I don’t want to heal your wounds and hold you while you cry. I want it to stop.”

Hi, my name is Teodora and I live in London with my husband Ted and my son Jason. I've been writing ever since I can remember, but it became my full time job in 2010 when I decided that everything else I've tried bores me to death and I have to do what I've always wanted to do, but never had to guts to fully embrace. I've been a journalist, an editor, a personal assistant and an interior designer among another things, but as soon as the novelty of the new, exciting job wears off, I always go back to writing. Being twitchy, impatient, loud and hasty are not qualities that help a writer, because I have to sit alone, preferably still, and write for most of the day, but I absolutely love it. It's the only time that I'm truly at peace and the only thing I can do for more than ten minutes at a time - my son has a bigger attention span than me.
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