The Strange paths of life ~Part 20~The End

LOOOOOOOOOL xD

What is so funny?

how basty thought about it... I mean... he's hilarious... taking it so calmly xD

Lol Dimi, I think I wouldn't try to hurt myself xD After all he doesn't know his wife

Now he does tho

i agree with Dimitra his reaction was funny! i would be like ... and then i would need some time to calm myself and think clearly but definitely not what Basty did

Part 14


Ony left, a bit relieved. Though, Basty didn’t told him much, he knew he could trust his friend. He knew he would get his wife back. Basty laid the photo on the piano and went upstairs. Katja was laying in bed.
-Morning tiger.- She smiled and looked at him. Basty laid down next to her. She wore his T-shirt.
-Good morning gorgeous.- He smiled and pressed a kiss on her cheek. She rolled on top of him and kissed him full on his lips. Basty knew he couldn’t yield to the love he began to feel for her, how much he wanted it. He just couldn’t have sex with his friend’s wife. It was against every guy-rule ever made! He tried hard, but eventually he gave up and kissed her back. Katja smiled and her index finger stroke his chest. He growled playful and rolled on top of her.
-Hmm.. I think I woke the beast in you.- She said and giggled. In her eyes shone so much passion.. He couldn’t resist it. His love for her had won and he took his T-shirt off. Soon the bedroom was filled with passion and love.

-I.. I really need to go now..- He pressed his lips against her’s for another long kiss.
-Aww.. I guess I will see you tonight then. Have fun with dancing and finding people.- She smiled and he got out of bed. Not much later he left. Katja still laid in the huge double bed, thinking. She went to her own bedroom, and took her dressing gown. Quickly she went downstairs and made breakfast. The house was quiet. Katja pressed on the button of the radio. A CD was in it. She heard David Bisbals voice filling the whole room. Soon the coffee was ready and the toast popped back up from the toaster. Absentmindedly she ate her breakfast. Suddenly she saw flashes of film. “With this ring, I promise to be faithful to you, to love you in the good times and the bad, in sickness and health, till death will separate us.” The blonde man from her previous visions wore a black tux. He shove an expensive looking ring around her finger.
-I.. I..- She could barely speak after having such a huge shock.
-I’M MARRIED?!- she stared in front of her, while the echo of her voice faded slowly. Her hands were trembling. Quickly she grabbed the phone and dialed a number from the list on the fridge.
-Yes?
-Marjolein.. I.. I need your help.. Can you come here?
-Sure, I’ll be there soon.
-Please Mar.. Hurry.. Her voice broke and tears rolled down over her cheeks.
-I’m on my way.- and Marjolein had ended the conversation. Katja laid the phone down and began to cry louder. Soon Marjolein came inside and hugged her.
-Shh.. You need to calm down.- Slowly Katja stopped crying. Every now and then a sob escaped.
-Now, tell me. Why are you so sad? Did Basty hurt you?- Marjolein took her to the couch.
-No.. Not at a-all.. He’s so.. so sweet Mar.. We were both drunk last night, but we.. we made love last night. It was so pure.. And oh, I love him while I shouldn’t! I’m.. I’m married, and I fell in love with him.. Oh.. It’s such a mess.. My life is just one big mess..- She began to cry again. Marjolein tried to comfort her, but it took longer this time before Katja was calm again.

aww.. i feel sorry for her! her life is a mess indeed!xD

Yeah her life is a mess...

Oopsss... >.>

Told ya girl... you should havlistened to a Dimitra >.>

Well, you know what they say; Life sucks and then you die..

lol true but i know an other one: fuck life before life fucks you!

Yeah, and karma's a bitch

lol i hope not! xDD

Part 15

Katja tried to calm down but still she cried a bit. It was huge shock realize that she's married even she were thought about it. She had had ring on her finger whole time. She looked at her ring and went to bookshelf. There she took one D'Nash picture.
-He's my husband...- Katja pointed at blond guy.
-His name is Ony.- Katja nodded and she took deep breathe.
-I think that I heard his voice this morning but I'm not sure. Basty said to him that he's almost end of that case. And that other guy loves his wife so much. After that Basty came back to bedroom and we made love again.- Katja closed her eyes.

She walked to piano and sat down. She looked at notes but she didn't begin to play.
-Playing piano have safe me. Always when I had hard times I played piano. It's like a therapy to me. There are so much what have happen to me when I was much younger. Ony knows almost everything but not all. And he loves me but I don't love him so much. I love Basty much more and I really like to be with him. But I don't know can I. I don't wanna break Ony's heart because he's sweet guy.- She looked at notes.
-Listen to and follow your heart. I'm sure that Ony will understand.- Marjolein said and sat next to her.
-I wish it would be so easy but it's not. I love that life style what he can give to me. All those expensive stuff. Sounds like I'm real bitch and well I am a bitch. Or should I say that I was. This loosing memory have help me to change myself.- She still looked at notes.

Meanwhile Basty worked hard on his office and he really wanted to end that case. He wanted to find out what happen to Katja and why she lost her memory. Did someone want bad to her or what.
He worked hard whole day and also next day. He didn't go to him a few days and he didn't answer on his phone. Not even when his friends or Katja called to him.
One week later Basty got some information what happen to Katja.

Poor Katja..

Yeah

She's not a b!tch she's a slut but anyway... I totally dislike that woman and Basty!

Thank you

I think Katja can't help it. The way we react on things has to do with the way we grow up. If Katja has been through some rough time, she will do things others won't.. And about Basty.. What can I say? Love makes blind, deaf and stupid sometimes

lol you're right Mar but even if somebody has been through rough time he or she can always change and do the right thing, we all now what's good for us, we know the right and wrong so why don't choose the right path to follow?

i don't blame Katja so much because she lost her memory but i tottaly blame Basty because not only he could do his job better and search for that girl's past but when he learnt about her he had to tell her the truth instead of going to the room and make love with her!

the end!

I totally agree with Oly!!! >.>

Shall I post part 16 then?


Part 16


Basty was reading some things over and over again in the file he had made about Katja’s disappearance. Suddenly a knock on the door woke him up from his thoughts. His eyebrows pulled together into a frowns.
-Yes?- He rubbed his eyes, and looked at the door. It slowly opened, and an elder looking woman walked inside.
-You are a private investigator, right?- her voice was soft, but still strong. Basty nodded. The lady closed the door behind her, and walked to his desk. She looked fit for someone of her age. Her gray hair was stylish and cut according to the latest fashion. She wore a gray, woolen cardigan over an indigo colored blouse. Under it she wore a dark blue jeans, and normal black shoes. Her steps were confident. She sat down on one of the two chairs, which stood in front of his desk. In her hands she held an envelope.
-How can I help you ma’am?- Basty asked.
-I have information about something which has happened. What you do with the information is up to you..- And she laid the envelope on the desk. Curious, Basty took it, and opened it. A bunch of photos fell on his desk. He picked one and looked at it. He saw Katja, sitting on an old mattress. A man was standing next to her, his face half facing the camera. He stared at the figure. The face looked so damned familiar..
-That is my son.. Angelino, but everyone calls him Ángel.. that woman is my daughter-in-law, Katja..- the woman looked regretful.
-Why is she sitting on a mattress, and are her wrists and ankles tied together?- Basty asked.
-He kidnapped her.. Ángel didn’t noticed it when someone took that photo.. Not much later I found it in my mailbox.- For the first time since she walked inside she looked vulnerable.
-Why would he kidnap your daughter-in-law?- Basty asked.
-She is married to his twin-brother, Antonio.. Ángel found out about why Katja had married him. He took it as an insult to our family, as if Ony was only good enough to provide her of money, expensive clothes and jewelry. Or.. Was married.. We haven’t seen her again after I got these photos..- she pointed at the photos scattered on the desk. Her voice was full grief.
-I don’t know what was worse mister Piñero.. what Katja had done to Ony, to our family name, or the way how Ángel took revenge by kidnapping her. Besides, he only hurt his brother more like that.. Ony was a wretch.. And Ángel is only ruining our name more with this attitude..- From the strong and graceful woman who walked into his office, was not much left. Mrs. Martos seemed to become older the longer the chat lasted.
-You can call me Basty ma’am.- Basty said and smiled. He remembered seeing Ángel one time when he came over at Ony’s house. His mother had been there too. Odd, it seemed to be ages ago, although it had only been nearly five years ago.
-I’ll call you Basty, if you call me Lydia.- She smiled, and Basty nodded.
-Please Basty.. Catch Ángel.. All he wants is revenge, and it will destroy him, and our family. I love him, but this has to stop.. He’s bitter and negative about everything.. I can help you to get him Basty, but promise me you will lock him up.- she looked stridently at him. Basty nodded.
-I will, don’t worry Lydia. But I will need your help.- Lydia nodded. She took a pen from Basty’s desk, and wrote her phone number down.
-Just call when you need help, ok? My son Ángel is always home, doing nothing except reading disgusting porn magazines and drinking beer or red bull..- she said it with such aversion, that Basty could imagine how badly she wanted her son to pay for his actions. Basty nodded. Lydia got up, said goodbye and left. Basty sighed and lent backwards in his chair after the door closed. Ony’s wife, kidnapped by his twin brother, and his mother is turning him in..
-Well, life sucks and then you die. This family is serious strange..