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  Mikael: You are lying...The picture is from the top. I've been to those ruins... I know! That bastard climbed those stairs with you! You took him to the Bridge of Lies, too. Where else? I'm a Romanian, I know exactly what it means.

  Mikael: You can't make a fool out of me! No! I didn't believe you. Truly, I wish I had!

  Stefan Pop: Calm down! Cleary, you don't understand how literature works!

  Mikael: First, you say you love me, no matter how good I'm in bed, then, you hit me, but in the end, it's so fucking great to hate me? Decide, woman! You're just not convincing enough with this! It's insane! You could have stopped me so many times! Why are we even talking about this? It's a waste of time!

  Mikael: Just take your damn “bridge” and your stupid stories and your stupid poetry and go to hell with them! Just leave me alone! Delete my messages! I've asked you this already! Are you deaf? I'm filling in a report right now. Stop bullying me!

  Mikael: Why do you have to write it in English in the first place? Why don't you take it to your shrink. It's not your mother tongue and you make mistakes! Viele Fehler! Ha!

  Roy Egger: Sie schreibt nicht mehr. You should better stop, now.

  Mikael: Why? So, she had lost her heritage, aha! She is mocking me about it!

  Stefan Pop: Kai Vulcan? That Vulcan and our Serena! No way!

  Mikael: Jesus! Can't you do anything right, woman! You are getting old already? Memory plays tricks on you! Do you remember first time we've met? It was me wearing the tan suit, staring at those photos. Blurred, if I remember correctly. I had no interest in your stupid cat....

  Stefan Pop: I've already told you, it is fiction! It is only a book, Mikael!

  A.D.: A different one, for sure. All books are immortal. You should be glad, you are a character, you'll never die!

  Mikael: Oh, shut up, will you!

  Mikael: Why are you doing this to me, now? Why do you pretend to be so damn caring? Didn't you make me sign that petition against gay marriages? I get it, now! A test, wasn't it? See if I am totally straight... well, you found out that night.

  Mikael: Look, I've played it in my mind, time and time again and still don't get it! Everything was going so well... we're making out... and out of the blue, you hit me, called me a monster and rushed out. I am sick and tired of this! What's the matter with you?!

  Nick Cros: God punishes you! Make peace not war!

  Roy Egger: Make love, not war, Nick! John Lennon said it before you. Uh!

  A.D.: I can't understand this either and I read it twice. Was it a rape? Did you make love to her, that night?

  Roy Egger: On a date, at his place? This is no rape, for sure!

  A.D.: She said she didn't want it, so...

  Roy Egger: Where did you read that, chief?

  Mikael: No! She didn't say anything.

  A.D.: Ok. Serena, add this “No!” to scene and do not censor the sex scenes so much!

  Roy Egger: A threesome would be great. Something like Fifty Shades... Serena, Vulcan and Mikael getting laid in a secret room in Brukenthal!

  Mikael: I swear I will kill you, next time we meet!

  A.D. No, I don't think her character would go that far. Let's keep it authentic. It's necessary for her to makes things clear for your readers!

  Mikael: Yes! I agree. What exactly did you say? Nothing much. I did most of the talk about New York.

  Mikael: I thought she'd be happy for me, chief. I got a big contract and everything... She was not. Self-centred woman! She felt I was...

  Mikael: Did you? So... I see.

  Mikael: Despre asta era vorba! Credeai că te las. De ce naiba n-ai spus nimic?

  A.D.: English, please! I've asked before. Or, at least, turn on that See translation. What did he say?

  Roy Egger: She thought he'd dump her, chief.

  Mikael: Walk away like a Stage Director...

  Mikael: My God! I was right, then. You are completely fucked up!

  Mikael: Serena?

  Mikael: Look, you sent me to Portland, told me to take those photos! Be famous! You made me believe I can do anything! Why didn't you tell me?

  Mikael: You felt low about New York, didn't you? Lovers are entitled to be selfish.

  Mikael: My God! I was right! You wanted me that night, too.

  Nick Cross: Pride is a mortal sin, people should show only compassion in a time of trouble

  Roy Egger: Yes, sure, man, go talk to Judy about that! Maybe you're getting somewhere.

  Mikael: Don't blame the bottle! We were both sober. True, maybe, more than five glasses, I'm not sure. I was so excited about everything! You make me hate myself for what I did!

  A.D.: What did you do? Come on? I want details!

  Roy Egger: Ja! Me, too. Why are you being so secretive, all of a sudden? Come, dude, spill it out! What position? How long? Did you make her come? We shared these things before... Do you love her?

  Mikael: No! It is not my fault. You left me first. I wanted to talk, I went to the office, remember that?

  Mikael: You are wrong about everything! Listen to me! I care for the music. I've enjoyed yours so far. It runs deep. But your last chapter has a lot of silence, only me talking. Are you there, now?

  A. D.: Yes, you came to me to talk, I remember. I like “Pathétique”, too! It's one of the best pieces ever written, very powerful music!

  Stefan Pop: Did you know it's a suicidal note, actually? The composer killed himself soon after he wrote this, drinking something....

  Nick Cros: Thanks for the info, Nerd! Chief knows everything, as usual. Serena, it's true! Mikael tried everything.

  Roy Egger: Never heard of this Tchai gay. Ok, he is real, but my man, Mikael is not. I am not real! And I have to believe this, because Serena wrote staff and Stefan says it's all fiction! And you call this literature! Morons reading books!

  Stefan Pop: It is Tchaickovsky. He didn't make it to the X Factor for you, Roy. This is why you don't know about him.

  Mikael: It is Tchaikovsky, I think. You should check...

  Roy Egger: No, it can't be true! I'm coming over right now, be there in half an hour, Serena.

  Mikael: Jerk!.

  Roy left the conversation

  Stefan Pop: Ignorant, to be more precise. The book is packed with intertextuality and suggestion, she even started with Baudelaire to enhance the emotions. Great sad symphony, the sixth! In the final part, all instruments are crying.

  Mikael: I didn't know any of this, I swear.

  Mikael: I didn't see it coming. I only dreamt about shaping her inside as my woman for months...

  Mikael: I was selfish, I know. I'm so sorry, love. I didn't know how else to make you mine.

  Mikael: “Get us some lights”... I thought you're just quoting Shakespeare, with the scene and everything... But this message was for me, wasn't it?

  Mikael: Too subtle... Why do you have to be so subtle, all the time? No more filter effect this time! You are right, I've been a jerk to my heart. I can't change transparency. I'm feeling tired.

  Mikael: I still don't get it! If we love each other so much, how the hell did we end up apart?

  Mikael: Look, I've tried to read you again. I know. There are many things I've missed, the first time. I'm sorry, Serena! I can't be your Reader, anymore. I'm closing this account. I think it is the right thing to do, now. We deserve better!

  Mikael: End this! Come to New York!

  Mikael: I see you've called...I'm sorry

  I don't feel like answering, this night...It's too late, here.

  I know what we're going to talk about... what you want me to say,

  i cant find my words right now, only feel like touching you

  my god hurts like hell i have lost everything

  are you crying now?

  mă simt cumplit! ce banal ar fi fost totul în lipsa ta!

  cant say it in English to anyone else so please! dont translate...

  i really dont give a damn about the rest.

 
; you havent sent me this message yet, but I know you will, any moment now... youve reported me...

  are you still reading this? i put it somewhere else changed the title my name you said... i cant write its fine.

  Dont worry love! Don't worry, ok?

  i have thought about deleting everything for quite some time... delete all now.

  Serena is drinking another beercof and still listening to the last movement of Tchaikovsky, Symphony No.6, Pathétique...

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