Illusion of Love -
08-26-2011, 06:00 AM
Ch 1 – Transition
Liliana, all full of shock and resentment, stormed out of Johnny's apartment while he kept begging her to come back. She had caught him in bed with the “plastic b**ch, and he had given her the lamest excuse possible. "We were just playing doctor," he said, with a shaky laugh. Liliana began to walk the crowded streets of Paris, and that was when she found Criss, who, at the time, was a homeless mime.
Johnny stayed in the apartment, and couldn’t get what had just happened out his mind. He felt awkward with this new situation. The woman that he loved with all his heart and soul was gone, maybe forever, but at the same time, the “plastic b**ch,” as Liliana called her, was able to give him momentary pleasure and satisfaction, and although what he felt for her was not real love, she was like a mannequin, and she did what he wanted, which was very convenient for him. But what Johnny didn't know was that
Liliana had found a new character in this series of unfortunate events. She had found someone who had captivated her vision, not only with his tricks of magic, full of charm and illusion, and not to mention his penetrating eyes and his peculiar sense of humor.
His identity was an enigma to her, so she decided to get a Little closer and become part of his audience for just one moment. He was no common mime; he went beyond. He was unique. Mimes pretend to use a wide variety of invisible objects, and one of them was a chain that went from his eyes directly into Liliana’s heart. When the show was over, Liliana decided to get even closer to deposit a few coins in his cup, but when she bent down to do so, he grabbed her chin gently, and raised her head until their eyes met. Both stayed frozen as if time had stopped going by. They looked at each other, without being able to say one word, and at the same time they felt a warm sensation travel through their bodies.
It was a feeling that Liliana had not experienced in a long time, not since Johnny’s attitude towards her had changed.
Then he asked, “What is your name?'' which left her even more impressed, because it was the first time she Heard someone speak English in France. At last she felt like she had found someone with whom she had something in common; a new friend, even though she felt is was just a normal friendship, but the beginning of something bigger.
There was something in his eyes; something indescribable.
Then she snapped out of her dream and said, “My name is Liliana.”
He said, “Hey, you speak English too…! Oh sorry, I'm Criss, Criss Angel Sarantakos. Nice to meet you.”
Liliana said, "Same here"
Criss: so did you like the show??
Liliana: yes, yes! it was very impressive...too bad that the folks around here don’t seem to appreciate it too much.
Criss: yeah, you're right, it’s tough out here.
Liliana: then, may I ask why are you here, then?
Criss: well, i wanted to travel around the world, and become famous in many places....but I guess I’m gonna be known more as a homeless mime by the mean-eyed folks that live here...but at least you liked it. that’s all I need.*Liliana looks down and blushes**Criss after a short pause* would you like to have a cup of coffee??
Liliana: Eh,I don’t know, I think I should be going now [doesn’t really have anything to do but she just can’t get Johnny out of her mind]*Liliana tries to leave fast, but Criss grabs her by the arm[gently]. She stops and looks at him*
Criss: please, please! it won’t take much of your time, I promise, it’s just that...I haven’t been able to have a real conversation with anybody in a long time, and you're the first person I feel I can talk to.
Liliana: * feels compromised, and at the same time somewhat flattered*...Ok then, I’ll go with you.
Criss: *In an excited voice* really?! *feels embarrassed after having busted with joy in a childish [but cute] way* Oh I'm sorry, I think I got carried away.
They walked in, and looked for a table. Despite of Criss's long brake from women since he's staying in France (due to the language barrier ) Criss still remembered his manners and how to be a gentleman. He pulled the chair so she Liliana could sit down, and they waited for the waiter.
When he came, Criss was about to freeze out of fear again because he still had problems communicating in French, and just as he was about to make a fool out of himself, Liliana surprised him by saying, "Apportez-nous un couple de cappuccinos, s’il vous plait."
The waiter understood with no problem and said, "Est-ce tout?" Liliana replied, "Oui," and the waiter left.
Criss was in shock, and also embarrassed that she was smarter than him, despite the fact that he had been in Paris longer than she had. Criss snapped out of his shock and said, "Wow, you're really good at French, aren't you?"
And she said, "Hehe, well, not too brag about it, but I don't only speak French, I also speak Italian, Russian, German, and Spanish, being my first language."
Criss stared at her in amazement. He couldn't believe he was the one who carried the name of "Angel," and yet he had just met a real angel, in the street of Paris. Such perfection, such beauty, such intelligence; it was marvelous. But all that intimidated him at the same time. He felt that he wasn't at her level, and started to feel uneasy.
Criss's expression changed entirely. Liliana asked, "Is there something wrong?" and he said, "Ehhh, I'm sorry, but there's something I gotta do. See ya later." and left the cafe in a rush.
Liliana just stared at the door for a moment, still wondering what had happened. But there was thing she was sure of: They would meet again.