Svart Lucia Page #4

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-Did you call a second ago?

-Yes, but it was busy.

-Have you talked to you mother?

-Yes, we live under the same roof.

-Is she asleep?

-I dont know.

-I thought...

Can we get together when I

come home? Just you and I?

Sure.

Is everything ok?

Yes.

Ok then...

We will see each other next week?

Good bye.

I know who killed...

Mikaela? I was hoping I

would find you here.

There has been an accident.

Your mother is in the hospital.

-Accident?

-Car crash. Ill drive you to the hospital.

Where is my mother?

She wont wake up until tomorrow morning.

-Are you a relative?

-No, Im her teacher.

-She was very lucky.

-Do you know what happened?

She seems to have lost control of the car.

She went straight off the road.

Another driver witnessed it.

-What shall we do with the daughter?

-Ill driver her home.

Whisky?

Ice?

No thanks.

I dont like ice either.

I dont like winter.

I will hate every winter after this one.

-Where is your father?

-Away.

I dont even have his phone number.

My mother has it. I forgot to

look in her handbag.

-It was there, right? Her handbag?

-I didnt see it.

You knew I was following you,

didnt you?

You followed me to that store.

You looked for me at the coffee shop.

Yes.

-I followed you every day.

-I thought it was a game.

It was just a game, wasnt it?

I want you to leave.

Leave.

You know who it is.

Come here. Have a seat.

Why do the look so innocent?

The stars.

Small and innocent.

Do you remember when we were small?

Do you remember how we used to play?

Do you remember that?

At the beach.

We ran on the beach and the ocean

was so bright it hurt our eyes.

-Stop it.

-No.

No wait.

Wait...

You hid in the sand.

But I found you and threw you

to the ground. You yelled.

But it was not dangerous.

It was just a game.

It wasnt me, Joakim.

We didnt grow up together.

I didnt even know you then.

-We were happy then.

-Stop it!

It wasnt me.

It will never again be as we planned.

We will never get what we want.

Have you gotten what you want?

Have you?

Sandra didnt get it either.

It was something strange about

her that night. Dont you think?

The way she danced and stuff...

She made a fool of herself.

She thought she could get Max!

It was sad. I felt sorry for her.

What are you going to do?

I thought we were friends, you and I.

That we were alike.

But something happened to me

when I read what you had written.

Your words.

I have always had a lot

of strange thoughts.

I thought I could get rid of them

by drawing, but it didnt work.

I... I am not like you.

I am not like her.

You all think you are so

damn good at everything.

You dont care about

anything else.

Dont touch me!

You dont want anything that is real.

This is real, I am real.

Can you see me?

Can you see me?

We are alike you and I.

We want the same thing.

Drink.

What is it?

Its not dangerous.

I will also drink it.

It is what we want.

No!

Its only you and I now, Mikaela.

Why are you scared?

I didnt want it to be you.

But I knew all along.

I am afraid of him sometimes, of

the way he looks at me.

I am the only one who can see how

he looks at me.

He wants something of me, but

I cant give it to him.

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