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**63. Disappointed hopes, a change of life.**

Amethyst was heading as usual after finishing classes at the place where she and her friends had reserved for rehearsal. Actually, the group was going well and that had a lot to do with her. As she imagined, with her splendid fifteen years old she caught the attention quickly and her voice was also beautiful. With some songs composed by the members of the group or singing some others of different artists, they managed to get a good repertoire. In addition, she achieved what she wanted, to go out with François. The two began a relationship, at first not very serious but then it seemed that things would take a more important. The big moment arrived in her boyfriend's chalet, Amethyst was determined. She would have her first complete experience with that boy, who better than him? He was affectionate, understanding and had to be quite expert. Although he always insisted that he had never had a girl as wonderful as her and he objected to moving forward.

-Are you really determined, Cherie? - He whispered in her ear with caution as he gently caressed the girl's cheeks, then downing the arms to her waist. -

The girl nodded smiling, despite trying to appear calm she was really quite nervous, but she also judged that the time was right. At her age many of her companions had already slept with their boyfriends or with boys they liked, even the most demure seemed to have already had a mess. She definitely could not stay behind, and above all, she was very curious and even excited to do it with someone like François. The best proof of that was that the boy was very concerned about not hurting her or using her. So he confessed.

- Amethyst, I do not want this to mean something you feel obligated. Believe me. I will understand that you want to have more time to think twice. I do not like to force things, especially when it comes to you.

- Nobody forces me to anything. I do what I want to do. - She replied with another whisper, immediately joining her lips to his. -

And the two rolled around the sofa in the boy's room, embracing each other. She felt the boy begin to loosen his belt also detaching his chemise. Amethyst did the same by taking off her shirt and leaving only the bra as the only catch to her large, round and firm breasts. Although one of the boy's right hands was already running them, tearing out a few moans and another began to remove a more intimate garment under her skirt.

-Oh, mon amour! - He was panting. Repeating with agitated tone.- Je t'aime beaucoup.

A dry noise, the turning of a key was heard from a distance and François, pale, jumped like a spring from the sofa.

-Shit! My parents!

The girl was paralyzed. As soon as she could muster, fortunately her partner was quicker to react, giving her shirt to the girl and  pointing with a gesture of his hands.

- Hide under my bed! When I can, I'll make you leave.

-Would not it be better if I left now? - She asked, visibly scared that they could find her there. -

- No, my mother will come here to see me, it's the first thing she does, run! Do what I tell you, please!

The astonished girl obeyed, fortunately the bed of her boyfriend had legs of considerable height that supported them and she fit well under her. However, she had to shrink her legs a little to avoid moving the fringe of the quilt that would hide her from view. And while she was hiding she thought about what  François would  meant with that “her mother always did the same”.

-It will be the custom she has, to greet François when she returns home. -She thought. -

Although she let it go, she wasn't the thing to get lost in disquisitions. She was breathing very nervous and really scared. What if that woman found her there? She didn't even want to imagine that he would discover her, and call her home. .

- What a shame! My parents would kill me. Well, maybe not Daddy, but Mom… -she thought with growing unease. -She would be able to put me in a boarding school for nuns. Oh mon Dieu!

So she let it be, the boy had to refer to when she returned from a trip, like the one that, according to him, his parents were doing. Now she hardly dared to breathe, holding her breath so as not to make the slightest noise. She could only listen to François mess around with something, possibly preparing his alibi. Then, her heart jumped a skip as she heard the door of the boy's room open and then she heard the sound of footsteps, they must have been heels judging from the echo and a female voice confirmed it.

- François, we've arrived.

-That is great, mom! - I've missed you.

- That's why you did not even know we were coming, right? - Amethyst later heard a woman laugh. -

- It's just that you caught me ... in the middle of work. - He excused himself. -

- You continue with that of the musical group. – His mother was interested, showing it in her voice. -

- I do not stop writing.- He affirmed. -

- Well, I'll leave you with your scores.- His interlocutor said. - But leave it soon to greet your father.

- Yes mom. - He obediently agreed and then the noise of the closing door came again. -

After a few moments part of the quilts of the quilt was lifted, and Amethyst heard the voice of François.

- Get out now. Run!..

And while the girl came out nimbly from her hiding place and dressed completely he indicated her.

- My parents will now be in their room. I'm going to look and if that's the case, I'll keep them long enough for you to go out the front door. Since their room is on the opposite side, they will not be seen you leaving. Wait here to listen to my signal. When I say, "everything goes great."

- Then see you tomorrow. - Amethyst answered after agreeing to the explanations. -

The boy barely responded with a gesture and left his room. She waited for those tense moments with her heart in her gut. And after a couple of minutes she heard the signal. Without missing a second she came out like an arrow and when she wanted to realize she was already on the street. She still breathed for a moment with strong air intakes to relax the tension until she returned home. All this happened the previous week and they had not had a new opportunity yet. In three days the exams began and they would have to look each other less. Anyway, she invited François to her own house and the boy was able to meet her parents. Amethyst thought they liked him. Her father seemed satisfied with the boy although her mother did not comment, she limited herself to a dispassionate "Not bad". Although coming from her that was a compliment. And the girl was already drawing plans to be able to escape for a few days, maybe in an excursion of those in small group and thus again they would have the opportunity to finish what they had to leave half ... This happened the following days so the tests of the Lyceum. The young woman was already thinking about how she would ask permission to leave ...

-When the exams are over we can stay.- The hopeful girl said to herself.- I hope your parents do not surprise us this time. Or maybe, if mine were not at home ...

However, all this was truncated by Diamond who announced to the family his final decision to go finally to work in New York. One afternoon when he was returning from work. –

-Hello daughter.- He greeted after leaving a tablet he was holding in his hand on a nearby table.-

-Hello. - She replied as she was sitting in the living room, apparently studying mathematics.-

- Is not mom at home? - His interlocutor wanted to know.-

-She has not arrived yet. I think she had a meeting at the head office of the fashion house. - The girl commented nonchalantly. -

Her father nodded, he thought he remembered that Emerald told him something like that last night before going to bed. So, choosing to reserve the subject he wanted to discuss, he asked the girl.

- Studying?

-Yes, we have an  test within two days.- She affirmed that she added with a resigned sigh.- And I hate mathematics!

-Ha, ha! ... I did not like them too much at your age.- Her father admitted, however, he remarked.- But they are very necessary, darling. Well, I'm going to change clothes...

The girl nodded, once her father she left took out the phone that was hidden under her books, she soon sent some WhatsApp to her boyfriend. They exchanged the odd hot epithet and planned when to repeat their interrupted date. Then the girl heard the noise of the door opening, it was her mother coming back.

-I'm home.- The voice of Emerald rang.-

Amethyst immediately hid the phone ... It would be better if her mother did not find it when she was supposed to be studying. So she smiled immediately when Emerald appeared in the dining room.

- How are you doing with your studies, chérie? ... - The new arrival asked.-

-Well, mom, dad just arrived.- The girl commented.-

Emerald nodded and went to her bedroom. Her husband met with her just as she entered. After kissing each other the designer asked him.

-How are you doing? Have you already made a decision?

-Yes, I was waiting for the three of us to be together.- Diamond declared.-

-Well, if you allow me to take a shower and change clothes, you tell your daughter and me.- His wife asked him.-

Of course he had no objection. So, after half an hour and with all the family members sitting on the sofa and the chairs in the dining room, Diamond declared.

-I have news. As you know, they made me an offer some time ago. Ian wants me to be his executive vice president.

-That's great! Godfather Ian trusts you! - Celebrated Amethyst.-

-Yes, he does, my daughter. And I asked him some time to think about it. - His father replied adding. - It was recently your birthday and I did not want to disturb the moment. And I was not sure what to do either, but at the beginning of this year, with what happened here ... in Paris ...

             Mother and daughter looked at each other with regret. They remembered very well that terrible attack on the writing of that satirical magazine that cost so many lives. Once again the fanatics and intolerant caused a massacre. For her part, Emerald felt very bad when she remembered that. She learned what was happened while she was in Milan, as Damme du vent  she could not do anything. And as for her husband, he was outraged, filled with rage. However, the agreement signed at the world level both by him and by his friends, forbade them to act for matters that did not pose a global threat from outer space or superhuman forces. Issues such as terrorism or the domestic warriors of the Earth were outside their scope of action. Diamond himself commented to his wife shortly after that when they were alone.

-Now I understand how Roy felt on September 11th. With eight-month-old Bertie pregnancy and he unable to act against those terrorists.

-But, I think Bertie told me something.- Emerald said.-

-Yes I know. He saved some people, but anonymously. At least rumors ran that victims who seemed doomed and even unconscious, miraculously appeared outside the towers. I wish I could have done the same! - He lamented.-

-It's hard, I thought the same. But it is the life we have. - Affirmed his wife with affectionate tone while caressing him a cheek .- Thus it was arranged ...

- Yes we have to life this way and keep our promises.- He said.-

For that reason the designer nodded remembering that. Her husband returned an affectionate look to her and smiled to reveal.

-That's why I accepted the promotion, vice president of new technologies based in New York.

Although on this occasion it was Amethyst who lost the smile. She had been frozen. Did that mean that they would have to go live in America? Maybe not necessarily. She was already old enough to be alone, she could stay in France, in her Lyceum. In any case, she had lived many times internally for weeks when her parents were traveling around the world because of their respective jobs. She did not want to take that topic now, being her mother there. She would try to coax her father out when she was alone with him. Surely she could persuade him to leave her there. It could be that this situation even favored her! Now she would have the opportunity to see Françoise at home. So she chose to smile again and say.

- Congratulations dad!...you deserve it more than anyone else.

-Thanks my swettie - A happy Diamond answered. -

For her part, Emerald was delighted, bored by the continuous gossip of Parisian high society. And she did not care about that change. She traveled constantly and she did not need to live in France to control the progress of the Deveraux house. What's more, she wanted to get away from the headquarters and set up some delegation to coordinate the North American market more efficiently. If she had to travel back to Paris from time to time to supervise things, there would be no problem. So the thing stayed that way and the exams arrived. As her mother had warned her, among the group and most of all François, Amethyst had been careless and found with horror that she had failed two subjects. With that baggage, there won´t be night out. And their continuity in the group was in danger. So she was forced to make a deal with her parents who, on this occasion and to her misfortune, made a common front. She admitted that they were right. So she agreed to please them. She would study during the following weeks until she could pass the subjects and then she could return with her friends. In addition, she wanted to show their parents that she was able to pass to have a trump card when it came to achieving their goal of staying in Paris. It was a real nuisance but she was going to do it. When she called her boyfriend to tell him, she found that the boy did not seem very upset. Instead he encouraged her. Very maturely, at least that was she thought. Françoise told her that it was logical, that her parents had the right to ask for that sacrifice on that occasion. He himself apologized in a meaningful way for having contributed to those bad grades. However, he promised that after that time, when she would passed, they would meet again and it would be much better than ever.

-Yeah, Ma chérie. You have to study a lot. It is worthwhile to pay the price of not seeing each other in these weeks. I'll have a hard time without you. But it will be for good. Surely then you can stay here, as you have told me. Your parents will see that you are mature and independent. And what is more important, we can be both alone ... - he said via phone. - Alone at last ...

So encouraged by that, the girl put herself to study hardly. Besides, her pride made her want to approve, she did not want her parents or her boyfriend to think she was stupid. Diamond and Emerald meanwhile decided to travel to New York for a few days to see the city again, study their possible place of residence and of course, to visit Roy and Beruche. Amethyst certainly did not want to leave her home city and as she had thought and talked with François, she had to approve in order to convince her parents of that. Moreover, she realized that she would not have the opportunity to ask them to stay in Paris if she did not pass. In this way she focused and the two weeks she had until the new exams passed faster than she thought. She was able to pass both subjects with good results and when her parents returned, she tried to convince them to allow her to stay.

- Please - She was praying almost on her knees - I can stay here and take care of myself. I always did it when you, mom, were on tour or you, dad, were working. Or while you have been traveling. Why could not I do it now?

- But Amethyst. - Diamond objected - you alone in Paris. You would not be admitted to the whole week in the Lyceum as you were when you were little. And it is not the same to be alone a few days than all the time.

- Dad, I do not care, I know how to take care of myself. - The girl repeated. – Besides, here I have my life, my friends and my boyfriend.

- If you say it for that François. - Emerald intervened with manifest irony and expression of disbelief - it only seems a cheap flirt to me. From what little I've seen of him, he'd love to get involved with anything that has skirts, including Scots, I'd say.

- Do not talk about François like that! - Amethyst replied certainly annoyed – he is a very sweet boy and we love each other, besides, you do not know him. How can you judge him like that?

- Daughter - Her mother sighed with a too condescending tinge in her voice for what used to be usual in her when she added. - I do not want to disappoint you, but I've traveled a lot and met a lot of men and I know how most of them act. And the truth is that when your friend has been here, he did not take his eyes off me.

- I do not think that is that bad, Emerald - Diamond interjected, smiling incredulously. - He's just a kid.

- What do you mean by that? -Was the question that came from his father, inquiring with a more worried and severe tone. - You haven't done anything, do you? ...

- Dad, please! Nothing of that, nothing. - The blushing girl rushed to answer. - Françoise is a gentleman. And mom, you sure got it wrong, he was just trying to be nice. He has told me that he admires you very much. That you are the best designer in the world. That's why he always looks at you, but deep down he's shy.

Esmeralda smiled amusedly shaking her head, her daughter was still so innocent despite everything. Of course, it was enough for him to see the expression on her face to convince himself that she, indeed, was not lying. At least in her assertion that she and that dude hadn't yet formalized that kind of relationship, and in the course of the conversation she allowed herself to add ...

-Oh yes, shy! - She added sarcastically and then declared as a parody. - I do not like that kind of admiration. I would not want be locked in with him in a room for two minutes. Surely he would start giving me little kisses while he would try to take off my clothes, yes, very gently, of course. Saying things like. Chérie, I do not want to force you to anything, but without stopping to touch me in the meantime.

Amethyst fell silent visibly flushing, they were like this in that same day at François' house when their parents arrived.

- There will be trying something of that with you? - His father inquired nailing in her an inquisitive glance to sentence with more threatening tone.- Because if I find out something like that ...

- No, no ... that doesn´t happened ...he is a very gentlemanly boy. - She hastened to lie, totally flushed.-

-Much chivalry has to be done by him! - The mother of the girl smiled, shaking her head to add.- Daughter, you better be careful with him ... he looks like he's too ... experienced ...

Now Amethyst did not know what to say, better to be quiet so as not to betray herself, because she thought that her mother was able to see through her as if she had x-rays. Luckily, Diamond intervened to give her a break.

- Come on, Emerald. - He asked her, thinking that his wife had crossed the line. - Do not say those things either. If our daughter says he has not done anything like that to her, it will be that way. Not everyone will be like you think.

His wife shrugged, as if to imply that it might be, and added, addressing the girl in a strangely liberal way in her.

- Anyway, that's something you'll have to discover yourself, honey.

- Well, what are we going for, Amethyst, - said Diamond, who was anxious to return to the topic that had led to this. - I hope that now that you have passed the exams you will come with us to see our friends, at least you will have that detail. Also, they have two children of your age and you have not seen them since you were very young. But you played enough with them then. Surely you will not get bored.

- Yes, of course. - The girl mused reluctantly.-

Since, then she thought with a sneer that it wouldn´t be the same now as when they were two or three years old, because she really did not even remember those children.

- In fact. - Emerald intervened - I have not seen them for many years. They were not with their parents when we went to visit them, I think they had a camp or something like that.

Sure enough, Roy and Bertie's children weren't there. Leval, the oldest, had gone to participate in a swimming competition, she thought she remembered. And Kerria, the youngest, who would be the age of her own daughter, was out of it with some friends.

- All right - Amethyst granted hoping to have some more chance to get away with it. - But just a quick trip, and before that I want to see my friends, please! - She muttered pleadingly. - I have passed and stopped seeing them to study, I think I deserve it and that was the deal.

- Okay daughter. - Diamond granted. - In that you are right, you have fulfilled your duty and you have our permission, right? - He asked looking at his wife. -

- Agreed. - Emerald smiled while her husband looked at her unconvinced and she added. - Oh, Diamond! Stop looking at me as if I was always the bad girl in the movie. I left that roll long ago! - And then she softened her gesture and told Amethyst with a certain touch of warning. -You can go, daughter, but be careful, please, I would not like you to be disappointed.

- Do not worry about that mom.- The girl assured her, among other things, because she was radiant now. - I trust François, by the way. What did you mean about the role of bad? When did you do it, in a play? - She asked curious, although rather wishing to finish the previous topic. -

-Oh, it's nothing! – Emerald laughed rubbing her own neck - they are things between your father and I, ha, ha, ha!

- Go daughter, go with your friends, you will be impatient to see them again.- Diamond encouraged her also to leave that. -You have earned it.

-Thank dad, muac! - Amethyst exclaimed that she gave him a kiss on the cheek. - Thank you mom, muac! – so she repeated on her mother´s. - Goodbye, see you.

The euphoric girl was in a hurry and her parents smiled, Amethyst went to her room and fixed herself a bit. She was thinking in the meantime about seeing her boyfriend and her friends again. And she also thought those words of her parents.

-It's funny, they don't talk much about themselves when they were my age. And when they do it is very generic, they hardly mention my grandparents.

It was something that always surprised her. At first being small, no. Although she later saw that her companions had grandparents, who even visited them sometimes. When she asked her many years ago about that, her parents looked at each other sadly and it was her mother who told her with a mixture of affection and sadness.

-Chérie, your grandparents are in heaven. And they sure see you from there and love you very much.

And little else they told her. Her father did tell her that her paternal grandmother was very pretty, and that Amethyst herself was very much like her.

-And you have no photos of her or of her other relatives? -She came to ask her years later, being somewhat older. -

-No honey, we lost them. -Then her father answered her. -

-It's very weird. But hey, there is nothing I can do!-She sighed now forgetting about that. -

In fact, she let her be completely since her interest was in getting out as soon as possible and meeting Françoise. On her side, when she saw her rush out of her house, her parents smiled, although her daughter just left, Esmeralda confided in her husband in a somewhat restless tone.

- I have the impression that the poor thing is going to have a bad experience. That boy reminds me too much of someone who had the same manipulative skills, with a mask full of charm for young girls.

- I think I know who you mean. - Diamond nodded not wanting to pronounce a damn name for both and sighing to add. - I hope you're wrong. Although I do not know which is worse, later we will have to take her to the USA.

- I'm not usually mistaken in these things. Not after learning for myself what it feels like. - Emerald replied, sentencing before the watchful gaze of her husband who fit the comment without replying. - And it seems to me that we will not have problems to make her come.

Diamond rose hugging her from behind in an affectionate attitude to whisper in her ear.

-Well, I think I've compensated you for those years. Do not?

-Well, I do not know - she smiled mischievously. -

-If my princess has any request that her prince can please. - He added with the same tone. -

-I think I could come up with  something. - His wife agreed in a sweet voice. -Let me think…

-Don't think too much.- He whispered in her ear making her smile.- Or I'll kidnap you and you know that I'm very good at that ...

And he lifted her in his arms amid her laughter. So, taking advantage of the absence of their daughter, the two decided to go up to the bedroom and move on to discuss the terms of the compensation more thoroughly.

For their part, Roy and Beruche received with joy the news that Diamond and Emerald were going to come to live near them. During their brief stay they talked about the old days and helped them see houses near where they lived. They were visiting the city and making plans for when they would settle in, they also gave and asked for news from others. The only thing that clouded the reunion a bit was the absence of the boys. Because Leval was on tour with his and Kerria's swim team at summer camp with her friends. And of course, Roy wasn't going to use instant translation to bring them in, at the risk of him seeing half a class from his daughter or his son's team. Neither his friends nor his wife would approve of that. They all wanted to behave like normal people, even if it hurt them this time. Still, both he and Bertie were happy. The truth is that her daughter's attitude had improved a lot and her parents gave her permission to go with her friend Debbie, a classmate from her school with whom the girl got along very well, Bertie sometimes thought too much, but she let him run assuming it was just teenage stuff. Judging from what Kerria had told him about this girl, in a way, she reminded him of herself with Ami, shortly after becoming an ordinary woman. Her friend Sailor Mercury, now a renowned doctor, had been very supportive and the two had shared many things. Perhaps something similar happened to Kerria with that girl. Roy on the part of him was more animated, it seemed that his daughter was behaving well again and had regained her sanity.

-Well, she will be fifteen soon. She is becoming a woman. - He told himself, full of pride and even some nostalgia. - As time goes by!

- How about everything around here? - Diamond asked him, getting him out of those thoughts. -

-We can not complain. Right little cube? He replied looking at his wife who was walking with Emerald. -

-Absolutely. She is doing well for us at work, we have two wonderful children. - Bertie listened to him with evident satisfaction, to be interested in turn. - And you?

-The same. We are happy, our careers are going well, and most of all we have a wonderful daughter. - Her friend affirmed, although she added with a tinge a little more muted and meditative. - And she is largely the cause that we have come to see you now, friends. We want to move here, as close to you as possible. And find a good site for Amethyst.

-Well, if that's why, don't worry. We will show you the entire urbanization. Roy declared, adding in his classic jocular style. - There are very good huts around here, enough to pass through palaces. You'll see, little prince! You will be at home in no time. He riveted, putting an arm around the shoulders of his friend, who just smiled, amid the laughter of the women. -

-You will never change. - Diamond sighed at last between amused and resigned. -

But his friend, as always, kept his word and they toured the place. By looking and inquiring about houses for sale, they finally found a very large chalet near where the Maldens lived. Diamante and Esmeralda didn't think twice and bought it. They also decided to enroll Amethyst in the same private school that the children of his friends attended. That year Leval would end up there passing to the last year. Kerria would go second, just like her daughter, it would be perfect. Although perhaps for the daughter of the Lassarts it was not so much.

-It is a nice place, quiet and with a good atmosphere and comforts in general. - Emerald valued. - Our daughter will be fine there.

-And I'm sure she'll make friends very soon. - Diamond affirmed. -At least she and she will have Roy and Bertie's children to help her integrate.

His wife nodded. She had no doubt that their friends would give them a hand on this all-important issue.

On the other hand. After leaving her parents at home, Amethyst came running to the place where her group was rehearsing. She caught them in a break and ran to greet them very happy.

-Hello guys !, I'm back, now we can raze the lists.

Everyone received her with a tense silence, none of them spoke to her, only a few "hello", quite forced and nervous. The girl, still smiling, asked them with humor when she noticed this.

-But guys, it's not so long since I left! It's only been two weeks. I had to study. Understand it.

-Do not worry, we understand. -Responded his friend Gastón. -

Amethyst sighed in relief, came to fear that her groupmates might have been upset with her by not showing up for so many days.

- Isn't François here? -she asked then when she didn't see her boyfriend. Is he not here today?

-Should I tell her? - Jean Luck inquired looking at the rest of the group, but nobody answered. - Who wants to tell him? - The only answer to that was an awkward silence on the part of everyone, who was looking elsewhere. –

-What is the matter? - The new arrival insisted, not smiling anymore. - Why do you behave like that? Are you not happy to see me?

- It's not that Amethyst - her friend Ivette intervened, with visible stiffness. - Of course we're happy, but you'll see. We have had certain changes, you know? This is not the same as when you went to study.

- Have you changed the place? I do not see anything new .- Then the girl who looked again noticing a bag that did not know, asked. - Is that bag yours, Ivette? - This one denied with the head more and more embarrassed. - But where is François? - The bewildered girl insisted. -

- You'll see Amethyst, François is finalizing the songs of the new LP, - Jean Luck told her, the only one who seemed willing to speak. -

- And how does he do it if he cannot sing, should he not have waited for me or one of you to sing them? - His interlocutor asked him, being very surprised to hear that explanation. - I do not get it.

- It's that in your absence we had to find a substitute singer to do the tests. François said we could not wait for you because we would not have time to finish, sorry. - Jean Luck apologized. -

- Well, -the girl replied somewhat stiff but not wanting to give much importance to that. She wanted to think that François would have had no choice but to make that determination. – Never mind, you have done it well. The most important thing is the group. In addition, we will be two vocalists. Where is that new girl? I want to meet her.

Again a silence that stretched like a mantle of lead until Ivette dared to mutter.

- She's with François, I guess now they'll come.

- Surely they are finishing the songs, - Amethyst interrupting her friend who seemed to want to add something. - I want to sing them.

In fact the door of the site was opened and between laughter and hugs entered François and a dark haired girl, voluptuous figure who dressed provocatively, subject to his arm. He caressed her all over her body and both kissed without restraint. Amethyst was petrified. François called his friends without paying attention to her.

- Hey guys! Marie and I have been inspiring, we already have two more ballads for the album ...

-François! What does this mean? - The new arrival yelled quite furious once she recovered from the initial surprise.-

- Amethyst, Cherie, - he greeted surprised to see her, but without looking worried, he even allowed himself to asked with joviality. - What are you doing here?...

- What, what do I do around here? - She in turn asked in an indignant tone when she answered – I came to rehearse. I have passed the exams and this is also my group, do you remember? And what are you doing holding and kissing with that…girl? - She pointed to the other girl with an accusing finger. -

- So you have passed, congratulations, - he answered nonchalantly, as if he had not heard anything else. - I did not expect less from you.

-You have not answered my question!-  Amethyst insisted, getting even more irritated. - What does this mean and who is that girl?

- She's the new singer of the group, I thought you knew - he replied without flinching. -

- But you and I are together - the stunned girl reminded him without believing what she saw. - What are you doing with her?

François gave her an indolent look, sighing impatiently as if he wanted to shelve the subject. But at the insistence of his interlocutor, he said in a slow and patient voice.

- Amethyst, ours was beautiful. Very nice, really, while it lasted. But you would not think I was going to wait for you all my life ...

- How did you say? Lifetime! If only I have missed fifteen days! - The girl who was now hysterical exploded. - How could you do this to me? She-she was trying to control herself not to cry, she didn't want to humiliate herself like that in front of everyone and it took a lot of effort when she spat angrily. - Only two weeks without seeing you and you've already looked for someone else!

- Life is short and you have to take advantage of it. -He said as all answer, adding with a tint of condescension that it upset his interlocutor. - Do not get angry, it's nothing personal. I met Marie three days after you left, we needed a vocalist. She sang well and we got along, that's all. But do not worry, you can continue to perform in the group, we will need someone for the choirs.

Amethyst felt deeply hurt and insulted, not only did she despise her for that girl, she also wanted to make her a second woman in the group that she helped found herself! She had never felt so humiliated in her life. She had offered him her trust and her best feelings! She Even she had made herself vulnerable! He was about to give him her virginity, so that that evil born would have played with her like that!

-Go to hell! - She shouted totally out of her mind at the thick and carious silence of the rest. - My mother was absolutely right, you're just a pig. Go to the devil, you and your damn group!

The others watched her visibly uncomfortable. The young woman could not even think of breaking Françoise´s face who looked at her with an imperturbable expression, or that whore who watched her amused, with the eyes of a slaughtered sheep. She felt too stiff and embarrassed. She could only run out of there and returned home in tears of pain and embarrassment along the way. When she arrived, she rose upstairs like an exhale. She was so mad that she did not even see her father crossing the stairs. She passed before him swiftly and without saying anything  she got into her room after giving a loud slam.

-Amethyst! What's wrong? - His astonished parent could say, but the girl had already locked herself in her room.- Are you okay, daughter?

Diamond went after her and called her again ad again. However, the young woman did not open the door, but her father listened worriedly sounds of things that broke. The girl, furious, was turning into pieces, all that she kept of François.

- Amethyst. - His father called her again with the sound of his voice off from the other side of the door. – Is something wrong with you? Answer me. Daughter, are you okay?

-Please, dad, leave me alone! - she asked without being able to stop crying. -

- But darling - he replied as nicely as he could. - If you have a problem, you can tell me.

But her daughter did not respond, she was only heard sobbing. Diamond realized that it would be useless to insist and fearing that Emerald had been right with her prediction came down immediately to warn his wife.

- I do not know what happens to her, she has run up, she has locked herself in her room and she does not want to talk to me, she seems to be very angry about something. - He explained, not daring to assure anything, as soon as he saw her  wife in the dining room. -

Emerald listened to him carefully, sighed long and got up leaving aside some of the fashion sketches she was retouching.

- Surely what I feared has happened. - She answered resignedly. -

- But she is a very strong girl. I've never heard her cry like that. What can happen to her so that has put her like that? - He wanted to know with concern. –

- That's it. Stuff of girls.- His wife commented to him. -

-If that brat boy has tried to abuse her, I'm going to tear him apart! - Threatened him twitching his posture and clenching his fists. -

Diamond couldn't help but be enraged fearing something like that. If that scoundrel had dared to force her daughter to do something unseemly, he would tear him to pieces! He now he also remembered with great guilt what he himself tried with poor Usagi, the future queen Serenity with whom he had fallen in love.

-Then I could never imagine that something similar could happen to a daughter of mine. - He said to himself full of admonition and reproach. - I acted like a real scoundrel.

Of course, had he had the chance to run into his younger self at that moment, he would have given himself a good beating. However, seeing him like this, Emerald smiled and shook her head to reassure him and at the same time letting her husband understand that it was something much more subtle and at the same time painful as to be a mere physical matter. And she riveted it by declaring with assurance.

- Your daughter could break that kid's head as well as you. She's even taller than him! It out of the question that idiot couldn´t touch a single Amethyst´s hair if she does not want to. No Diamond, you are a man and you do not know about these things, leave it to me. I will talk to her.

Having said this, she left her perplexed husband pensive in the living room and climbed the stairs. There were no longer sounds coming from the room. The girl seemed calmer. Emerald, sticking her ear to the door, called softly.

- Honey, it's me, I'm going to go in. - There was no response, only the sound of whimpers and slurps on the part of the girl. -

Her mother touched the door, now it was unlocked or perhaps her daughter had not even locked it. Diamond would not have dared to enter to disturb her privacy. Deep down he knew he could not help the girl and that's why he came down right away. Sighing and ready to comfort her as best she could, Emerald opened the door and slipped into the room. Of course it turned out. As soon as Amethyst saw her mother pass by, she hugged her and cried again.

- You were right mom. – She admitted sobbing disconsolately. - He left me for another girl! How could he do something like that? I loved him.

-Calm yourself, daughter. - Emerald whispered while she had her sit on the bed, sitting next to her. Then the former model added with a tone that did not allow discussion, but that was both soft and comforting. - That idiot does not deserve a single one of your tears. You are much better than he ever will be. Try to forget him right away. You will see how in  very little time you will feel better and you will not mind him. Come on baby, calm down! In addition, we're going to New York. That will encourage you, you will meet interesting people, you will see.

Amethyst nodded mechanically now, it really was as if her world had collapsed. She had had a terrible time with this and still remembered the face of him looking at her with that carefree aspect and even full of rejoicing. Now she could understand well what Michelle felt last year when she ... but she did not want to remember that other one story, maybe this was a punishment and she could never be happy in this place! ...

- Yes, I want to leave here as soon as possible, I will never return to this city, never again! - She asserted venting her frustration. -

- Do not be so unfair to Paris. - Her mother whispered sweetly. - She always behaved well with you. Also, I do not think all your friends are the same as that guy.

- But they let him do it. - Amethyst fought between sobs while the tears fell rolling down her cheeks - they did not stop him!

- Things are like that, honey. - Her mother replied caressing with sweetness the blond golden hair of her daughter. - That's something that nobody can avoid. Oh my life! I also knew at your age what it was to suffer for the love of a man who did not care about me then. He spent his time thinking about another girl...

- And who was he? What did you do? - Her daughter could ask even between sobs. -

- You would never guess - her mother smiled funny, giving her a kiss on the cheek to promise. - Someday I'll tell you.

- I hope I could be as lucky as you are with dad. - Could say the girl who was still feeling shattered by disappointment. -

- My love. Well, of course you will. Sometimes things seem very dark. But everything is fixed in the end. Now listen to me and cheer up, and above all, as Madame Deveraux told me, whatever happens, girl, always keep your head up! – She encouraged her daughter with joviality, remembering those old and good times with her mentor. -

The girl nodded and could show a shy smile. Emerald used that more determined tone that she used to straighten things out, while gently raising her daughter's chin with a finger. Then, taking a handkerchief from a nearby table, she wiped her tears with the other hand. Then she told her daughter what she and Diamond had done in New York and all the things that were worth seeing there. Amethyst was encouraged little by little and finally agreed to travel with her parents, (only to the dining room now), the other would come later.

- Come on, daughter, it will not be that bad. - Diamond tried to comfort her as soon as she saw her arrive hugging Emerald. -

-Why do the boys have to be like that? - She lamented, still drying some tears. -

- Not all are, my treasure - Encouraged Emerald asserting with rejoicing. - There are the bad guys and there are the fool ones. Your father, for example, belongs to the second group.

Diamond received that arms in jars, but his wife achieved the desired effect, the dejected girl smiled.

-Thanks a lot, honey. - He replied with sarcasm, deep inside pleased to see his daughter smile again. - That's what I call a compliment.

- You're a fool but charming. That's the important thing - his visibly amused woman replied, giving him a light kiss on the lips. -

- This fool is going to see what there is to dinner. - Diamond declared. - I'll prepare something.

- Look. I want to cook today. - Emerald replied proposing to her daughter. - What do you think if you help me make some crêpes?

The girl nodded, happier now, her mother's crêpes she liked a lot. Both types, sweet and salty.

-I'll help you. - Amethyst's father said, although his wife shook her head affirming. -

- While we are doing them we will have a mother and daughter talk pending. But do not worry honey. Then we will eat the three all together and to see what we think of you, we will make you some of the ones you like the most.

- Ok. I will wait impatient then. - Diamond conceded that, after kissing her daughter on the cheek, he went to the room he had as an office. -

- Poor dad! - Amethyst exclaimed more jovially, to add. - We left him alone.

- No, - her mother smiled at her affirming. - Your father knows we have to talk about women's things. And that does not correspond to him.

And while the two went into the kitchen and the girl was taking ingredients out of the pantry her mother went on.

-Well, everything in this life has a reason. Although sometimes we think otherwise. What happened to you had to happen...

Her interlocutor looked at her incredulously, thinking that she was only trying to cheer her up, but Emerald reaffirmed herself more emphatically.

- Believe me, daughter. You are still too young to realize it. But someday you will see it.

- I do not know, mom. -Amethyst hesitated shaking her head, but quickly hastened to add. - Do not worry, I'm better, really, thank you.

Although Esmeralda only smiled, after putting on her apron she told her a few things about herself when she started working as a model. She also related something else about New York and the house she had already bought. Her daughter listened with interest. In a few days she would prepare for a new life. This was a real challenge and she liked challenges. After a while they finished the crepes and the three of them had dinner in a good atmosphere. Amethyst certainly felt much better. Although she argued many times with her mother, deep down she loved her very much. And she knew it was reciprocal. Esmeralda knew how to cheer her up and she tried to be by her side. With her father she hardly argued but she could also count on him always listening to her and they adored each other in equal measure. In addition, she was a girl who was not easily daunted and although it took a while to overcome her disgust and close her wounds, she emerged stronger than before, thinking only about that trip, about the new experiences she would live and about the people she would meet. that I would know in that country. And precisely in the United States, another young woman had had a very different life. After wandering through various foster homes, she grew increasingly distrustful of men. Some of her theoretical stepfathers had even tried to take advantage of her, although the girl was clever and skilled enough to prevent it. Getting to turn that in her favor. And why not say it, one of her theoretical stepmothers did not deprive herself of being intimate with her.

-She has taught me many things. All quite nice. -The young woman remembered her while she was getting ready to go out on a date.-

Now she was just in her twenties and Marlaknew that to get out of that miserable life situation, she had to do some things. The first to procure an adequate education. That is why, while still sixteen years old, she ended up staying at the home of a renowned journalist named Linda Miles and she knew how to take advantage of it. Both for everything that woman taught her about the journalistic profession and for other things much more unspeakable that she both practiced in the privacy of the bedroom. And it is that Marla immediately learned to give pleasure as much as to receive it. And she, from the outside, kept the appearance of a "model daughter" by being kind to everyone, even men, whom she hated. Her “adoptive mother” and her lover, despite everything about her, once told her shortly after they met.

-Not all men are bad.

-I have never seen any good. - She replied. - My aunt April warned me. From what little I know he had to kill one who hurt my mother. That is why they sentenced her to life! For defending themselves and wanting to protect me from a vicious male, as they all are! - She snapped. -

-We could ask that her case be reopened then. - Linda offered. "Would you like it?" She inquired, stroking the girl's hair and slowly going down her back. "I could investigate it." And you would help me.

Marla did a quick mental math though. She was very small then but there was already something that she did not fit and she so she commented on it, while she allowed herself to be caressed and kissed on her neck.

-It's curious. I never saw my aunt April and my mother together. It was as if they couldn't meet in the same room at the same time.

She left those disquisitions for the moment to return caresses and kiss her lover on the mouth. The two of them shed their clothes on Linda's bed and gave free rein to all the passion they harbored. At the conclusion, embraced as they were, the journalist sighed.

-If a colleague discovered me sleeping with you, I would not hesitate to get a good exclusive. I would do it.

-Well, the love between two women is no longer news. - Marla smiled. -

-But that of a famous journalist with her underage adopted daughter, it could be. -She commented this in a somewhat fearful way. - Therefore, we must be very careful.

-We will be. - The girl guaranteed him to kiss her once more. - You don't have to worry about anything.

And by making love to her with her mentor, Marla also learned how to seduce women older than her. Behind Linda's back, she was soon looking for someone with money who could hold important secrets to access. In this way, by blackmailing her after having documented these fiery encounters, she provided her lover with great information for her reporting. And she sometimes signed on some of those articles, which was helping to give her a name within her profession. Now in her early twenties, she was valued by some and feared by many others.

-And all that without going through any journalism faculty. -She said to herself with satisfaction. - Between that, and my services as a luxury escort for high-level women, I can't complain.

That's how she was, and she, too, wasn't very interested in her aunt April hers. She had a hard time realizing it. She being a child she did not see it, but once she became an adult she understood. Her supposed aunt was actually her mother. A poor tTracked who had a dual personality. That is why she could never coincide with herself in one place.

-My mother was one more victim of the hetero patriarchy that oppresses us. She-she She was reflecting on herself saying her. - A part of her, April, was free. The one who called herself my aunt only loved other women and she wanted to educate me well to give me control of my own life. However, the other part, Paige, was a poor woman submissive to the whims of males. She even had to prostitute herself to them to survive. In the end the inevitable happened. The two came into conflict. I don't remember well, but I think that pimp of hers who beat her wanted to do something to me. When he knocked Paige's part unconscious it was April who definitely took control. And since then Paige died. It was as if that filthy pig that exploited her killed her. And April took revenge on him, she cut her neck! -She smiled now, recalling that in a kind of flash in her mind. -Unfortunately, despite the fact that we fled from her, they ended up arresting her.

Marla had to wait years before she could find a person like Linda, influential and with connections. So she was able to get her help, as the two enjoyed her mutual passionate love, to gather this information that confirmed her memories. And although that journalist assumed that Marla's desire would be to see her mother, she refused, stating.

-I want to turn that page of my life and focus on my future. That poor woman can do nothing for me now. If she wasn't crazy she before she will be now. I appreciate what she did in the past, but it is too late. Of course, I swear to dedicate myself to avenging her on all men.

She then remembered those words of her "adoptive mother" she had said shortly after they met. And now Linda repeated in a conciliatory tone

-Not all men are bad.

-For me if. -Sentenced the young woman that she added. - And there is something I hate even more than a man.

And her stunned interlocutor couldn't help but ask.

- The fact that?

And after a few moments of silence, Marla answered, looking into the brown eyes of the perplexed Linda with those steely blue pupils that she possessed.

-To the women who defend them. After a few years I have come to realize that men are the way they are, being like that is in their nature. Deep down, we can't blame them for being bullies and oppressors. Perhaps by castrating them we could make them tolerable. But a woman has no excuse to oppose her sex for helping a man. Either she is too stupid or a complete traitor. In both cases, she is dangerous to the rest of us.

Her interlocutor did not dare to object to anything. Perhaps it is that she was observing her with an expression that rather than show agreement, indicated fear.

-I don't understand then how you are capable of talking to a man and even smiling at him. And I've seen you do it. She-she She could answer at last, overcome by stupor.-

And Marla even smiled amused to answer with total ease.

-It's obvious. Just as no one ever tells her stupid and abusive boss what she thinks of him. Or the way he doesn't spit a murderous dictator in the face either. At least not as long as you have to lose or don't mind dying. Therefore, I am patient. I need to use men to achieve my ends. If for this I have to smile at them, work for someone, or even kiss them on the cheek, so be it. The best way to fool the enemy is not to show that you hate him. But I promise you, Linda, one day they'll find out. I will defend brave and oppressed women like you. Who fight to be independent and free themselves from that tyranny.

And with that said, she passionately kissed her partner's lips and said goodbye to her, she had to go on a date with one of those wealthy ladies. Although seeing her go, Linda herself felt a chill. That girl frightened her more with each passing day.

-I don't know, but I think it's not good at all and it terrifies me to think of what she would be able to do against me if she knew what I think of her.

And she was no stranger to what Marla was doing, despite not wanting to show it. Maybe soon that girl will get tired or come to her senses. That was the hope that she had. She even had thought about proposing to him, since she had already reached the legal age to marry. Since he met her, he felt an attraction that was very difficult to explain, and she fell in love with her. It was a strange mix of desire and love that she couldn't hold back. Although for some time now, fear was weighing more and more.

-There is something very strange and wicked about Marla. I don't know what it could be, but it terrifies me. I hope that she is the one who one day gets tired of me and leaves. She sighed. -I hope she doesn't have anything of our engraved!

And not wanting to think about it anymore, he returned to her office, she had some reports to work on.

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