<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Even long after the deep and regular breathes of Lea filled the room and told Carlos that she was deep asleep, he was wide awake trying to understand his feelings for Lea. Maria had got it right, when she told him that she had believed he was over her. He had believed the same. The memories had haunted him for a long time, making his next two partners quit on him, unable to endure his mood changes. And then, when she was not even appearing in his nightmares anymore, he had to stumble over her in a nightclub. His first reaction had not been longing or pity, his first reaction had been anger and the will to make her pay. But once he had seen her problems, had tasted her misery the love came back - strong and unwanted. He knew now that he still loved her, but this Lea wasn't the same Lea he had loved once. It was a different Lea and that made him wonder what would happen to him, if he didn't manage to get her out of her down spiraling. <br/><br/>Carlos knew that saving Lea would be a patience job, but he wasn't the most patient guy. And forcing her to deal with her past may pose the risk to get too angry, too impatient. He would have to restrain himself not to lose it all. He took a deep breath and then finally sleep overmanned him and he fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.<br/><br/>When he awoke in the middle of the night, he couldn't grasp at first where he was. He had rolled on his back at night and Lea had turned around, her arm over his chest, her head resting at his shoulder. Something had awoken him and then he knew that it had been Lea. She was shivering and groaning, her muscles caught in the labour of coming off drugs and her body was hot. But she seemed to be caught in a nightmare. She groaned again and it sounded a little like no, no, no. His first idea was that she dreamed of him raping her.<br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><br/>"Sshhhh, Lea. It's ok, I won't force me on you..."</span> <br/><br/>His voice had been soft and soothing, but then he wondered if she wasn't dreaming of something else. Because in her life there seemed to have happened much worser things than getting raped by him.</div>