I was behind him in a flash and bit into him, not giving him the chance to escape. He cried out in pain and I smiled like a mad man as I twisted his n...ck to end his pathetic life. These fuckers thought they could slay us. I looked at them in disgust and turned back to look at Viviana’s body. Viviana, the love of my life, was gone. I was too slow; I couldn’t even save her. I screamed out in rage and pain. I fell down beside her, picked her up and held her lifeless body. I covered my face in the. Tu appelais pas alors que j’avais dit de faire. J’étais en colère.- Pardon Maître Ndallo.- Non pas pardon. Tu vas avoir mal pour ça. Tu es où ?- Dans le train. Pour Paris.- Après tu vas ou ?- Dans mon hôtel.- Tu donnes l’adresse. Je viens te voir. Je veux te traiter maintenant, pédé.Fébrilement, je donne l’adresse et l’heure à laquelle je pense arriver. Lorsque je suis devant mon hôtel, il est là. Je vois qu’il a fait un effort vestimentaire mais il reste bien loin des standards de. I was half-way through my final year of university and a couple of my best girlfriends had decided to drag me away to some place warm and summery to escape the cold and forget about uni for a couple of weeks. Due to a mistake with our flight reservations, I had ended up flying out a day early, with the instigators of this whole adventure arriving 24 hours behind me. After an amazing breakfast at the resort I had decided to indulge in a massage in one of the open huts on the beach, perhaps. Still barely covered, speechless with guilt and shame, I sat there watching her. She wouldn't look at me. "I'm horrible," I'd heard myself say.When she finally turned to me, I could see a touch of wetness in her eyes, but her voice was like steel. "I cannot believe..." she said, but said nothing more."I'm so awful, I'm sorry," I finally said, and then it was like the dam burst, I couldn't stop apologizing, "I swear, I'll make it up to you," I finally heard myself saying. "I'd do anything."I.