Through Ruby Glass

4

"He is half my soul, as the poets say"

(8:24pm)

Myla painted her lips red, as she unclipped her bangs letting them fall down her forehead.
She's incredibly nervous for tonight, she hasn't gone out with people ever since him.
She looks into the mirror, not recognizing the girl staring back.
Her brown wavy hair, not as shiny as before, her brown eyes now dull, her skin yellow, with dark circles around her eyes.
Has she really changed that much?

With him, she felt so small, and he's left that mark on her. If words left bruises, she would be dead by now.
A ringing snapped her out of her thoughts, she picked up the phone off her white vanity, answering it.
"Hello, yes I'm ready, ok bye"

Taking her blue clutch off the bed, she heads to the door, throwing her black peacoat on.
Here goes nothing.

Harry

"Where are you going?"
I turn to see Monica, in her silk robe.
"I have that thing at work remember"
I knew she would never allow me to go out where a bunch of girls are.
"yeah"
She walks up to me, dragging her painted toes on the wooden floor, holding onto me, like she knew she was gonna lose me
"I love you"
She gives me hopeful eyes, nudging me to say it. But I don't.

"I'll see you in the morning"
She sighs, unhooking her arms from around my shoulders.
"Ok goodnight"
I close the door behind, already feeling guilty for lying to her.
I see a taxi, and wave to it.
The taxi stops, as I pull the yellow door open, and sit on the ripped up leather.

"The minsk please"
He nods, and drives off.

■■■

As Myla walks into the building, all her fear and anxiety came back to her, memories of that night flood her mind, as she looses balance, and almost falls over. Almost.

When she looks up, she finds herself in the arms of a green eyed stranger, he gives her a small smile; a smile that could fix her problems.
The blue lights canceling his features out.
She mumbles a sorry, and runs away to find her friends. She makes out a blonde mop of hair in the crowd m, rushing over to him.

"Hey love"
Max gives her a kiss on the cheek, settling her worries,as she found someone she knows.
"Hi"
He smiles down at her, as he's 5'10, and she's 5'0, heading to the drink area.
Her mind wonders back to the stranger, that caught her.
She felt like she knew him.
Who would it be?
His green eyes so similar, wait it can't be-

Her thoughts are stopped, a she heard Max call her name.
"Myla, you okay?"
He gives her worried eyes, as she looks like she saw a ghost.
"Yeah, I'm gonna use the ladies room"
She pushes her way through the crowd, and enters the washroom, locking it behind her.
It can't be, right?
She bits down on her red lips, her breathing uneven, as she searches for her inhaler.
Puff puff

She calms down, as she puts her inhaler back in her purse, walking up to the mirror, and wiping her tears, that she didn't even know fell.
It's not, it's impossible.
She giggles, not because it's funny, because she's going crazy.

She's locked up in a bathroom, at a restaurant, thinking about him, when she's supposed to be having fun.
She pushes her crazy thoughts back, and leaves the bathroom with a smile, on her way back she bumps into the same stranger from before, but this time-

Oh my gosh.