Hate & love

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This block of stone. There was no other way to describe the house. It towers enormously, with unsurpassable arrogance. I pause for a moment and then crane my neck up intriguingly. My heart is in my throat when my index finger finally rings the doorbell. With the HIGH HEELS under my arm I wait in front of the red brick building...

There's a knock, someone knocks on the window pane. Mina! She stands there grinning.

"Come on, get your swimsuit, we're going swimming." I look at her laughing.

"I think that's an excellent idea," I agree, finding a towel and tucking my bathing suit under my arm. I quietly sneak out of the window and carefully lean it against it. Yes, we agree on the most important areas of life.

"Go then!" Mina almost collapses laughing next to me and I feel nervous rising in me.

"Be quiet, man!" I nervously tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. "How long will it take us to get there?" I cautiously peer over to Gaard's bungalow.

"Not long, about ten minutes." I have no choice but to wait and hope he doesn't catch me running to Mina.

"If my brother could see us now. I won't forget the view for the rest of the evening," Mina laughs and peeks into his window. The coast is clear... and before I can say anything, I see her thumbs up.

"Et w**d slowly getting dark," Mina smirks and links my arm as we walk to the lake. "It's so nice that you're here. There's a table tennis tournament next weekend, are you still here?" I nod and surreptitiously look over at Mina and notice how her lips twist into a wicked grin.

"What's so funny?"

"Gaard, he can't lose, will be an interesting game for sure.

"Yes, I think so, too." Branches rustle under our feet after we hike through a small forest. I lift my chin up and brush a few strands of hair from my forehead. Smoke. I smell smoke and from afar I recognize a small group of young people sitting around a campfire and they wave to us. That's great! A real campfire. I put the towel around my shoulders and stomp towards the small group with Mina.

"We thought you weren't coming anymore?" says a young girl with short blond curls. Who curl up merrily around her cute face.

"Wrong thought!", Trixy. We had to take out my brother first.

"Gaard the daredevil as he is written. Afraid of nothing. Isn't it, Mina." She gives the person an angry look.

"You're no better either, Connor!" The names make me prick up my ears and I have to hold back a laugh. The tick! I'll call him tick from now on. Only in my mind, of course.

"Hi!" Is that your girlfriend you were telling us about?" I give the figure pointing a thumb at me a sharp look.

"Yes, Kevin, this is Annie!" I greet the others and sit down in the sand and discover mosquitoes. Nasty mosquitoes and sweep them away with your hand. That's what I was missing. I'm going to get bug spray tomorrow.

"What would you like to drink, Annie?" Kevin looks at me questioningly with big dark eyes.

"What's up?"

"Everything your heart desires."

"Nah! We'll swim first," Mina complains. "You're coming with Annie, aren't you?"

"Of course I won't miss it. The lake looks way too inviting." We change quickly. My new bathing suit fits like a glove and I know I look great in it.

Suddenly a figure towers over us and I look into a pair of gray eyes. Connor! He bends down to us impudently.

"You smell well smoked. The smoke got caught in your hair!"

"How nice," Mina replies. I don't react to him either and just stare straight ahead.

"Hi Susan!" Mina strolls towards the girl. I find her cute and smile timidly. I always try to smile the first time I meet someone, even if I don't feel like it. But that doesn't mean that I'm constantly running around with a permanent grin. Her face is lit by the glow of the flames and she smiles back at me.

"Shall we?" Mina asks 5 minutes later. And if I want. I'm really looking forward to that. I slowly trudge in, the water curling around my bare, delicate feet and I slowly walk on until it has reached my thighs.

"First!" screams Mina and swims away. I gasp and hold my breath because the water is so cold. Nevertheless, I gather all my courage and let my body slide into the cool water with a little yelp. It is wonderful! I swim a lap with fast strokes. Lay on my back and let me float for a while. I hold my arms close to my body and start paddling with my feet.

"If you really want to swim faster, stop splashing around!" I don't need to turn around, I know who that voice belongs to.

"How old are you?" Conner asks. I have to suppress a grin and swim straight towards him.

"Why are you interested in this?"

I am interested in several...

"89". He seems to like my answer, I see the corners of his mouth twitch. "Listen, you're pretty cheeky and bold!" Cheeky?... because of. I splash a load of water in his face, laughing.

"Nice to meet you Connor!" Then I squirt another good load in his face and quickly swim away. I have to hold on, make an effort before he catches up with me. I keep turning around. Do ticks actually survive in water? I'm out of breath, but I beat him. I fall onto my towel, panting.

Susan throws me an energy drink. I can't see her face clearly in the dim light, but I think she's grinning. When I take the first sip and feel the slight tingling in my throat, a small voice speaks in my head. devil stuff!.. . I usually don't drink any of that s**t, but thirst drives it in. I twist my mouth in disgust.

"It tastes awful, doesn't it?" asks Mina, throwing herself onto her blanket.

"Undrinkable filth!" I reply, laughing. I take my towel and sit a little closer to the fire. Now warmth flows through my body and I hold my cheeks against my thighs.

"Have you talked to your father?" Mina wants to know. She gets her towel and sits down next to me.

"Not yet!" I balance my chin dangerously past my kneecap and manage at least a shrug in my helplessness.

"May I introduce. My best friend Tequila!" Kevin heaves his fat body off the blanket he's been lying comfortably on and his stomach bulges like a fat melon under his undershirt while he holds the bottle in the air. Susan thinks for a moment and then starts to grin maliciously: "I'll look around for lemons!" Any more alcohol? I can take very little and usually vomit.

"There's a madman running!" Susan yells at us, and then a cool drop of water pours over us - as if trying to put out a fire. Connor! He shakes his hair and sprinkles water on us, then brushes it away from his face.

"Yuck!"... your jokes are really wonderfully disgusting!", Mina hisses at him with sparkling eyes. While Kevin fills the glasses, Connor lets himself fall down on the sand next to us.

"Hey, witch!" he hisses at me. Snorting, I lift my foot and give him a light kick in the chest so that he falls backwards, laughing loudly.

"Hey Connor, are you taking a short nap?" I annoy him when Susan comes over with salt and lemons.

"Open your mouth!", orders Susan and puts a lemon between his teeth. I wet my wrist and cover it with salt, stick my tongue in, sip the tequila and squeeze the lemon slice into my mouth.

"Okay, ok!" It's enough, I don't feel like lying around here anymore!", Connor mumbled. I squint over at him when he gets up. Then he licks his index finger, takes the lemon out of his mouth and sticks his finger in the salt, licks it down and quickly downs the tequila.

I watch Mina pull a cigarette out of the pack with her lips, light the match with one hand, and hold it to the cigarette. What shoud that? I bow my head. A slipper comes flying towards us and Mina tilts her head as if one of Kevin's slippers could hit us at any moment.

"Are you crazy?" She puts her hands on her sides and pulls on her butt, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke and staring at the sky.

"Who's coming to the gym tomorrow?" Trixi asks with a smile and little wrinkles appear in the corners of her eyes.

"I surrender, I have to move my tired bones a bit!", Mina replies and looks over at me questioningly.

"Are you coming with?" I look at her contritely and fold my arms behind my head

"Maybe!"

"Can you think about it again?"

"Kevin, another round!" screams Susan, giving me a crooked grin. With wide eyes I hold my palm in front of my mouth and have to yawn. When Kevin stands in front of me, he pours more tequila. His light brown hair is long and partially falls on his forehead. So I repeat the same procedure: Wet the back of my hand, put salt on it, lick it, down the tequila and bite into the lemon. ugh! Worm! horror! I shake myself and tip after the next one.

"Hey, sorry, do you have a fag for me?" Connor turns to Mina. A few seconds pass and I'm already wondering if she even understood him. Then she lets out a long sigh and throws one in his lap. He nods his thanks, then looks me straight in the eyes and stares at me for a long time. Strange bird I think.

I've lost track of how much tequila I've had by now, but it's making itself felt and I'm getting dizzy. More and more and more. That was quite a lot of tequila and something tells me I drank a little too much of it. I'm going to do a little profile now, so I might have something to keep in mind if I doze off. So today I had a lot of fun with guys who I do not know. Oh god I feel sick! Maybe I should go back into the water to clear my head. I get up slowly and can hardly stand on my feet because of dizziness.

"Stop teasing me with that!" Mina snapped. Her face is contorted with anger. Connor! So he's already on a provocation course again.

I walk slightly swaying to the lake. If I wasn't so full I could swim for hours now. Too bad actually! The first thing I feel in the water are small sharp stones under my feet. Funny, I didn't even notice that before. Sometimes there are even large, pointed stones. I carefully feel my way forward until I'm waist-deep in the water. I turn around and wave to the others with a smile. I almost fell in the water laughing so much. Kevin put on a ridiculous orange hat and wagged his head. It just looks impossible.

"He's funny!" I bend over with laughter and then let myself flop into the cool water. The water is cold, freezing cold. And I immediately ask myself why I'm actually doing this. Oh yeah, because of the booze. I dip my head under, up to ten times, and if later someone asks me why I'm so happy in the water, I'll just say: After a swim like that, I feel like a new person.

Mina waves my dress in one hand and the towel in the other. I feel halfway sober now. I smile and wave back.

"Come out. It's getting late and we should go back!" she yells at me. I think so too! I show her my beaming smile and come out of the water.

"Wait, what's going on?" I call after her and have to hurry to catch up with her.

"Here!" She hands me my things.

"Don't make it so exciting?"

"Connor is annoying!...and I don't want him to follow us!", she said grumpily. I agree and we walk in silence back to the gate while she shines the flashlight on the path.

"Wait, I want to put my dress on!" Mina laughs and kicks her foot across the floor while I take off my bathing suit and pull my green dress over my head. Her green eyes glow and she has a devilish expression on her face.

"Without panties, Annie!" she giggles.

"Sorry!" I apologize and then we snort until our shoulders heave. We walk side by side and she lights the ground again with her halogen flashlight and together we pass fields we passed on the way there. On either side, as far as the eye can see, is tall corn.

"The air is getting cooler!" she whispers to me. I can see her face in the lamplight, chewing her lower lip thoughtfully.

"Yes, thank God!" I reply. "Where are you holding the flashlight?" I ask five minutes later when we have reached the main building.

"I'm going to bed now, you don't mind being alone, do you?" To me your heart sinks into your pants. Your question caught me off guard.

"We're breaking up?" I ask, shocked!

"What were you thinking, or should I watch you sleep?" She narrows her eyes suspiciously and an expression crosses her face that unsettles me.

"Well then at least give me my underpants!" I see the lamp's beam falling on a keyhole.

"I don't have it, there wasn't one there either!" A feeling stronger than anger washes over me. Connor! How dare he. Suddenly she notices the condition I'm in.

"You don't think... she climbs a few stairs. "I can't imagine that!" Then sliding doors from the main building open and Mina looks over her shoulder. "I'm dead tired, let's talk about it tomorrow! ' she mumbles through her teeth.

"OK!", Bye, then see you tomorrow!" I call to her and turn around.

"Good night and take care, Annie!" I hear the door squeak as it closes.

I have no idea what time it is, I glance up at the sky as I slowly walk away from Mina to my bungalow. No matter which direction you look, there are stars everywhere. I stand spellbound and look and look. It is wonderful. I slowly walk on and wrap my arms around my body and enjoy the night.

 My eyes widen with shock as I turn the corner. In the dim light I spot a tall figure. "Gaard"... He puts his hands on either side of his bungalow's door and leans forward out of the door frame, looking straight in my direction. I put my hand in front of my mouth and suppressed a scream. This is the absolute highlight of tonight, I think grimly. I have only seconds to duck behind a thickly growing hedge and scrap my escape plan. I know I'd better go away.

With trembling hands I push the hedge further apart. Fear and anger narrow my field of vision, but a small grin plays around the corner of my mouth. I look at him from a healthy distance. He just stands there, like a sip of water on the bend, and crosses his muscular arms and stares into the night. Why is he looking like that? He looks nervously at the clock, turns his head and runs both hands through his dark hair. And for a split second we make eye contact, which I avoid in embarrassment. My God!

"Please don't!" I whisper. Hopefully has he not seen me? My body spasms as a vicious growl fills my ear, and the moment I realize a six-foot-tall man is heading toward me, I crouch behind the hedge. He moves towards me like a predator, making the hairs on my arms stand up straight. congratulation Annie, the good guy is after you. Suddenly I hear a noise and feel like I shrink very small as I see a figure in front of the hedge.

"What are you doing?" I tilt my head back, look deep into his eyes and freeze under his deadly stare. Such a damn crap. It's bad. Real bad. I don't say a word.

"Where are you from now?" he asks contritely. My eyebrows draw together briefly.

"Who are you, my chaperon?" He looks down at me with a frown.

"Come out of your own free will and I won't hurt you." I stare at him in disbelief. I would be a fool to let that happen ... and while I'm pondering, he's suddenly standing next to me. His calloused hand grips the back of my neck.

"Stop that!" I hiss as I stand up, shaking slightly. My eyes narrow as he stands threateningly in front of me.

"Well, my handsome," I breathe mockingly at him and tap my index finger against his chest.

"How much did you drink today?" he asks, his voice shaking with anger. I giggle and give him a smile.

"Not much."

"But your condition?" My state? I stick my stomach out and show a belly.

"Tequila!" I giggle silly, punching my stomach again.

"Drank a little too much," he says and laughs softly. I try not to mumble, which I manage to do.

"What have you never seen a Wampe before?" He is happy and feels my tequila belly.

I want to turn away to go, but he picks me up. I wince when I feel his hands on my back. Then he carries me a few steps into the kitchen and carefully places me on the table.

"So and now a few questions will be answered." He doesn't seem to notice my sharp gasp and continues chattering away. "Just give me one good reason why I shouldn't ask questions." Playing his tour as superior gets on my nerves and I decide to show him who has guts here and who doesn't. I lick my lips, spread my legs a little and my dress slips a little higher. He looks at me in surprise, having just noticed that I'm not wearing panties. Huge dark green eyes silently follow my every move.

"You can forget that idea right away." I narrow my eyes in disgust. "A little girl who misbehaves again and thinks she's irresistible." I let out a small snort of displeasure and clench my teeth. I did not expect that. Our eyes meet, and there are splotches of brown in the green of his irises. Undeterred, he keeps staring at me and I'm getting more and more nervous.

"May I?" He strokes my hand and stands between my thighs. Gaard puts both hands on my knees and pushes them a little further apart. Then he gently grabs my head and turns it so that I have to look at him.

"You had your fun and now it's my turn." His enigmatic words send a shiver down my spine and for a second a shadow seems to cross his face. Only to disappear again the next moment.

"Stay like that," he demands with a seductive grin. Touches me under my chin, pushes it up a bit so I can look into his eyes. "Are you worried?" I stare at him dazedly for a second.

"And if that's me!" He casually runs the tip of his tongue over his lips and shoves his hands into his pockets.

"But you don't have to!" Oh? Indeed! I look sideways, but he saw me blush. His carelessness drives me mad. Without taking his eyes off me, he takes a few steps backwards. Leaning against the counter, he asks, "What would you like to drink? Something non-alcoholic, an apple juice maybe?" I take a deep breath. He takes it out of the fridge, puts the juice on the counter without waiting for my answer and takes a pack of raisins from the cupboard. He holds a raisin between his fingers and looks at it as if he is seeing it for the first time, then he puts it between his lips and then on his tongue, biting for the first bite. I watch in fascination as he chews at least 10 times and can discover a whole new side to the raisin that actually makes me gag.

"Would you like one too?"

"Yuck! don't."

"For real?" Then he holds up an apple and approaches. When he slides back between my legs, I reach out and start eating the fruit. The situation has changed. How do you think it would feel if he touched me? . ..Oh, damn it! I swallow and clear my throat.

"What were you doing behind that hedge in the middle of the night?" The sharpness in his voice surprises me. Did his eyes just get even darker? I ignore his question completely and demonstratively slide my hand down my dress while biting into the apple with the other hand. I look at him cheekily and throw seductive glances at his waistband and am surprised at the feelings that are just breaking over me.

His gaze only fleetingly grazes me. It could have hit me harder if he had ignored me.

"Damn it, Annie," he curses, pushing my hand aside. His head bends forward, very slowly, until his face is buried in my chest. Then he takes a n****e between his fingers, tugs at it, snaps it through the fabric into his mouth and starts sucking it. A little hesitant.

"Harder," I moan. Immediately, his lips close even more and the sweet teasing finds an echo in my abdomen. Then he lets go of me and his eyes fix on my n*****s, which stick out hard.

"Dont move." He tries to keep his tone stern, and I obey without saying another word.

"And now spread your legs!" he presses out. I beg your pardon? I can not do this. He helps. I sit there with my legs apart. I finally stop spitting as he's clearly trying to control the telltale twitch at the corner of his mouth. He puts his hands on my thighs and where his hands touch me, warmth seeps into my body. His gaze glides over me. Up your arms, hangs on my lips for a second, and travels back down.

"Close your eyes!" He whispers softly and strokes my face with his index finger, light as a feather. "Freckles!...,I've never had a woman with freckles!" I take a deep breath, close my eyes, hear him walk away and blink through my eyelids. A rustling tells me that he is looking for something.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a low voice over his shoulder.

"Sure!" I reply.

"I'd rather keep an eye on you, you shouldn't forget that!"

"Sure thing!" I say. He comes back and puts his big hand in mine.

"What's that?" I ask as my hand slides over fabric.