FORBIDDEN LOVE

Life in New York

I had already lived for 7 years without Jayden. I moved in New York. Here, I could be in a race. My driving saved my mental condition. Also, non-sending letters for Jayden. My psychologist recommended to do it. That way helped me forget my brother. I tried not to watch his fightings, but it was not so easy, because he was everywhere: television, radio, magazines, billboards.

I visited my parents, but only in Christmas. I exactly knew that Jay wouldn't come. On his birthday he had a big party like a real Gatsby. I lied to my parents that I congratulated him. No, I didn't do it. He didn't send me a message or call on my day, but he sent a bunch of flowers.

Carol got married Steve. They had 2 children: 2 boys. I didn't speak with her, but people in our town said that Steve was a real womanizer. When Carol knew about his new girlfriend, he hit her. Their children cried and hid under the beds, next day Carol went to work with bruises.

Toby sometimes visited me. He lived in New York too. Lucy broke him up and went with another guy. He worked as manager in the office selling electronic equipment.

Ben was my roommate for a long time. He had to move because of my driving success. But then, I bought my own house and he started to date with one girl.

Drugs can kill true love forever. I hoped and waited Jayden would stop one day.

Every day was busy day for me. I drove, swam in the swimming pool, met with my friends, read books or rode around the city by my car.

In my phone there was an old number of Jayden. Sometimes I called him and felt better. Old number, no answer. Old desire, no results to communicate again.

When I needed sex, I went to the bar and left this place with one guy. I went to the hotel or into his house. One night, good sex, hot imagination as if I had sex with Jayden and that's it. Mood was better, less thoughts about Jay.

I was wearing a bracelet which Jay had given me. Toby's earings were stolen when I was in Florida taking part in a race.

It was a pieceful evening. I enjoyed to be at home cooking pasta. Recently, mum told me that Jay would visit New York, he had a fight there. She asked me to meet with him. I promised her to do it, but, of course, I wouldn't do it. I was afraid to see him. I was scared of my emotions. They were so high.

Usually, in those evenings I switched the volume off on my phone. But at that time, I forgot. Unknown number called me 6 times. I decided to answer. I was sure that it was a message from the bank, but....
"Hello, Josephine is speaking."- my voice was loud and a bit irritate.
"Miss Josephine Bay?"- it was a woman who was clear nervous.
"Yeah, speak up."
"Josephine, it's Grace."
"Who is Grace?"
"I'm assistant of Mister Jayden Bay."
"Oh, how did you know my number?"
"I have found it in Jayden's phone."
"Why are you watching in his phone, I wonder?"
"Miss Josephine, I need your help, please."
"What happened?"
"Jayden is out of his mind. He is aggressive, he took some drug pills, I suppose."
"How can I help you?"
"Please, go to Fragile Street, 18. He calls you all the time. He ruins all furniture. To tell the truth, I'm frightened."
"Ok, I'll be there in 20 minutes."

I was so worried about our meeting after long time separate.