The story of Lisa

Parker
One sunny day in June
I remember it from
that summer, I was
sitting at the table
located in the corner
of the bar that I used
to visit. I was having a
beer when I first saw
her
I can't deny it, she
looked beautiful in
her black dress.
with her perfect
posture and long
legs she did not go
unnoticed.
He asked for a
chocolate milkshake,
perhaps with some
liquor and a piece of
cake through which a
spoon slid gently
which he then
delicately brought to
his mouth.
I would have run
to her side if not
for the man who
was next to her
and was carrying
a huge bouquet
of red roses (her
boyfriend maybe)
I had to go to my
dance classes
and it was getting
late, so I had a
drink, paid for my
beer, stopped
fantasizing about
that woman, took
my bike and left
That same day I had a
party with my friends, I
was eager to go and have
fun, while I was fixing her
memory came to my mind
and I wanted to reproduce
the image of her face over
and over again.
Like a damn addiction, his
memory stayed with me that
night. At 1:00 a.m. I decided
to go home, there I was
walking through the lonely
streets with my old umbrella
that covered me with a soft
rain.
Suddenly a woman
came out of a
street, with her
excited face she
ran towards me. in
his hands covered
by leather gloves
he held a gun
when she was running towards
me a wig fell from her head
and I could recognize her, it
was the woman from the bar.
He threw a gun at me, my body was invaded by adrenaline, suddenly a man
appeared in front of us, she yelled, shoot. I don't know if it was my desire to
survive or the charm I had for that woman who ran like poison through my
blood that shot twice at her chest and now I was responsible for that murder.